<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729</id><updated>2011-07-28T23:13:58.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Star_slayer in the making..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-4681709432208496996</id><published>2010-10-19T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T08:16:11.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd updates of the year..</title><content type='html'>Holla peeps... so, what's new with me? I know how to use Skype now. A pretty decent user too. But I'm still quite the shy one when it comes to video calls.. *sigh* Neways, Robocons over. Now we're struggling for finals.. Well, the thing is, my friends around me are updating their blogs, so I thought, why not, right? Been months since my last entry,anyways. Not in the mood for much blogging really.. so, chiao darling. I'll give full update next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-4681709432208496996?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/4681709432208496996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2010/10/2nd-updates-of-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/4681709432208496996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/4681709432208496996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2010/10/2nd-updates-of-year.html' title='2nd updates of the year..'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-5539849922263470505</id><published>2010-06-10T21:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:35:55.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG~~ UPDATES!!</title><content type='html'>Holla everybody! (if there is anyone, that it). LoLz. Neways~wow. I haven't been updating my blogs for a looong looooong time now. Ok, summary!!&lt;br /&gt;December 2009&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/TBHLE91mAvI/AAAAAAAAAMA/6JFowbhQoVk/s1600/28428_1421314301935_1505024641_1077000_2266977_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Activity: Picnic  Venue:Damai Beach&lt;br /&gt;Escorted by: Jojo, Manda, Izzurul, Hilton, Ricky, Braden, Tony, Bray and their friends.&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Ohhh..wow.perhaps the most "interesting" picnic I ever had. Nice beaches, good company, sufficient drinks. Took amazing pictures too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Activity: New Year  Venue: Bar-Zing!&lt;br /&gt;Escorted by: Jojo, Manda, Izzurul, Angie, Hilton, Ricky, Braden, Tony, Bray and Ken&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Was soooo totally awesome. Got my first puff. Almost pass out. Was slapped by Angie. (I owe her my life for it,tho).  And yeah, I puked in front of a temple. Epic, I know. I'm sorry~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Activity: Vacation~~ Venue: Damai&lt;br /&gt;Escorted by: Shazz, Amin, JayJay, Amin's friends and so other peps I'm not quite sure who.&lt;br /&gt;Summary: I love it. It was pure fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Activity: Robocon Starts Venue: PCB Lab &amp;amp; Workshop&lt;br /&gt;Escorted by: Red, Seng, Hillare, Daniel and some other boys :P&lt;br /&gt;Summary: All play and no work done yet. Hohoho... And I can use power tools now. Zing-zing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Activity: Broken Heart Venue:SMS&lt;br /&gt;Escorted by:Ex-bf, John&lt;br /&gt;Summary: We had it coming. It was time to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Activity: Finals, shit! Venue:Engineering Faculty&lt;br /&gt;Escorted by: 2nd Year PKEK &amp;amp;  PKET&lt;br /&gt;Summary: I didn't study much. Was way under prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/TBHLE91mAvI/AAAAAAAAAMA/6JFowbhQoVk/s1600/28428_1421314301935_1505024641_1077000_2266977_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/TBHLE91mAvI/AAAAAAAAAMA/6JFowbhQoVk/s400/28428_1421314301935_1505024641_1077000_2266977_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481385507665871602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Activity: Legend Killer Venue:Mafia Wars, Skype&lt;br /&gt;Escorted by: The whole clan&lt;br /&gt;Summary: I'm now Legend Killer Star Slayer. Fall in love all over again. LoL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Activity: Boring Gawai Venue: Laptop Monitor&lt;br /&gt;Escorted by: The WWW&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Mafia Wars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuhh~~There you go. Summary report on what should have been reported earlier. LoL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-5539849922263470505?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/5539849922263470505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2010/06/omg-updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/5539849922263470505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/5539849922263470505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2010/06/omg-updates.html' title='OMG~~ UPDATES!!'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/TBHLE91mAvI/AAAAAAAAAMA/6JFowbhQoVk/s72-c/28428_1421314301935_1505024641_1077000_2266977_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-1257019879894210642</id><published>2009-11-13T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T15:00:13.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Shadow ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handsome Shadow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sv3jq-lxZ5I/AAAAAAAAALw/YFOlsdqe79w/s1600-h/n1505024641_137329_205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sv3jq-lxZ5I/AAAAAAAAALw/YFOlsdqe79w/s400/n1505024641_137329_205.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403725455409899410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hungry Shadow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sv3jR8OSBKI/AAAAAAAAALg/rit9uwL7Aqw/s1600-h/Shadow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sv3jR8OSBKI/AAAAAAAAALg/rit9uwL7Aqw/s400/Shadow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403725025277772962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shadow The Great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sv3jKRLz_FI/AAAAAAAAALY/cWwQpyF0rnM/s1600-h/My+Angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sv3jKRLz_FI/AAAAAAAAALY/cWwQpyF0rnM/s400/My+Angel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403724893465607250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dirty Shadow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sv3jF_IJDfI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ckXzTT09Bko/s1600-h/My+one+and+only+Shadow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sv3jF_IJDfI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ckXzTT09Bko/s400/My+one+and+only+Shadow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403724819898895858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy Old Shadow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sv3i7NPQcJI/AAAAAAAAALI/eoaEOfLFMCo/s1600-h/Bigfat+mongrel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sv3i7NPQcJI/AAAAAAAAALI/eoaEOfLFMCo/s400/Bigfat+mongrel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403724634708275346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sv3jiblDr1I/AAAAAAAAALo/IDqdGNp-9Tg/s1600-h/P6210336.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;During his final days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sv3jiblDr1I/AAAAAAAAALo/IDqdGNp-9Tg/s1600-h/P6210336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sv3jiblDr1I/AAAAAAAAALo/IDqdGNp-9Tg/s400/P6210336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403725308572708690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shadow Tening&lt;br /&gt;05-05-1997&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;14-11-2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-1257019879894210642?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/1257019879894210642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/11/shadow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/1257019879894210642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/1257019879894210642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/11/shadow.html' title='~Shadow ~'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sv3jq-lxZ5I/AAAAAAAAALw/YFOlsdqe79w/s72-c/n1505024641_137329_205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-7049466307197998150</id><published>2009-11-05T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T07:48:19.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mafia Mode On!! *grins*</title><content type='html'>Ok, probably most of u already checked out Gwen's Haloween Edition, and some pic on my FB profile,but hell,let me share some more. LoLx. So on my first haloween ever, I'm a lady mafia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A lil' camwhoring session before Gwen picked me up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SvLu38-8NsI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/WtIwORHdC80/s1600-h/Haloween+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SvLu38-8NsI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/WtIwORHdC80/s400/Haloween+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400641548200982210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mess with me, deal with the guns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SvLuptrocpI/AAAAAAAAAKI/p7k8X5XlFxI/s1600-h/Haloween+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SvLuptrocpI/AAAAAAAAAKI/p7k8X5XlFxI/s400/Haloween+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400641303575294610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den off to the party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SvLvKjTyE6I/AAAAAAAAAKY/mp47DJ-cfn0/s1600-h/13735_1250182249746_1085174034_805913_4167377_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SvLvKjTyE6I/AAAAAAAAAKY/mp47DJ-cfn0/s400/13735_1250182249746_1085174034_805913_4167377_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400641867726590882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwen, me n Jojo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SvLvnpEiaxI/AAAAAAAAAKo/THaMaGpqMYE/s1600-h/13735_1250181409725_1085174034_805893_7686029_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SvLvnpEiaxI/AAAAAAAAAKo/THaMaGpqMYE/s400/13735_1250181409725_1085174034_805893_7686029_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400642367489469202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mafia and the Bunny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SvLvVWAbI-I/AAAAAAAAAKg/LlxPJ8Z6RXQ/s1600-h/13735_1249428310898_1085174034_802741_4535477_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SvLvVWAbI-I/AAAAAAAAAKg/LlxPJ8Z6RXQ/s400/13735_1249428310898_1085174034_802741_4535477_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400642053134296034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the party was ok, from about 6 out of 10. We got back home early dou'. Then, I changed my profile pic to this;&lt;br /&gt;Say hello to my little friend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SvLwxD34RPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/bCw0hzzd5tw/s1600-h/Haloween+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SvLwxD34RPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/bCw0hzzd5tw/s400/Haloween+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400643628814583026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then Johnny from [T.W.I.O], my family, change to this. Isn't it beautiful. &lt;3&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SvLwg7Vzl8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/DhrLYQ-OIvE/s1600-h/11247_1236986933866_1505024641_657166_6110273_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SvLwg7Vzl8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/DhrLYQ-OIvE/s400/11247_1236986933866_1505024641_657166_6110273_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400643351646279618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My very first official TWIO profile pic. N johnny even said, if I change my profile pic, he will re-do it for me, again. Hehehe. Look at the logo.. Nicely done. I'm in bliss. :) With this, i celebrate with a  Guerilla Bodyguard!! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SvLy20Wf7CI/AAAAAAAAALA/ekqCt0it3Fs/s1600-h/item_guerrillabodyguard_01.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 75px; height: 75px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SvLy20Wf7CI/AAAAAAAAALA/ekqCt0it3Fs/s400/item_guerrillabodyguard_01.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400645926750514210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cost me 25 God Father points, but with 22 Attack and 44 defense, who's complaining now. &gt;_&lt; Orait, study mode.ON!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-7049466307197998150?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/7049466307197998150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/11/mafia-mode-on-grins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/7049466307197998150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/7049466307197998150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/11/mafia-mode-on-grins.html' title='Mafia Mode On!! *grins*'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SvLu38-8NsI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/WtIwORHdC80/s72-c/Haloween+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-3076862774172497578</id><published>2009-10-30T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T04:54:29.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of a nightmare</title><content type='html'>Last month, we were given Software Engineering assignment, to due today. One month of work, took me 2 hours to do! How did that happen? Well, as always, I am the Queen of Procrastination. And by being so, I decided to hand over the whole thing to my group mate instead. They found some programs that we could just CnP from the internet. Sadly, 2 days before  the due date, they came up to me, almost crying, saying they couldn't do it. Frantic, I came to conclusion that I have to create the programs from scratch. Two hours in front of the PC with NO INTERNET CONNECTION!!!! NO FACEBOOK!!! and worst of all NO MAFIA WARS!!! But in the end, it all worth it. My program is done, my friends started smilling again, and we handed in our project just in time, well, at least that was what we thought, when actually, the project was due on Wednesday! LoL.. But it doesn't matter much, now all relieved, I can focus on my other priorities, name Mafia Wars and flirting on FaceBook. Currently loving Social Me. Muahahahahahaha!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-3076862774172497578?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/3076862774172497578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/10/end-of-nightmare.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/3076862774172497578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/3076862774172497578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/10/end-of-nightmare.html' title='The end of a nightmare'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-5680199913928826115</id><published>2009-10-25T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T12:40:07.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitch WARS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Urmmmm, yeah, neway, I lied. There would be no bitch wars on my blog, I made a vow to myself, never to bitch about anyone on my blog. :) I hope I wont disappoint anyone. The only fight I was into was the match against Liverpool and Manchester United. Ironically, I was invited to attend to the live telecast at Food Garden by a Man U fan, and ironically still, I agreed to attend. And I did!! But I can't seem to see him anywhere. Well, initially, I did not intend to come. I planned to watch the match at the comfort of home. But, a friend of mine, Astro (as he prefer me to call him that) requested to meet up and Felix was kind enough to pick us up (us as in Tben and I) and there I was, in front of the screen, surrounded by hundreds of fans. Kinda exhilarating really, so many boys, but just a pair of eyes.  XD So, anyway, my main aim was to spot the guy that invited me to come, and I failed. Half way thru the match, we went off to Jln Song instead, to have our regular Mafia Wars meet up. The meeting went smoothly and I finally confirmed that I will be attending the first Annual Unofficial Mafia Wars Convention (Kuching Branch). Ahaks!!! I can't wait!! Since I wont be able to go to Miri. :( Our meeting ended around 2 am, with much accusation of gays and lesbians (like it's a bad thing,now) *giggle* The match ended with 2 - 0, Liverpool won!!!! As expected, I really should have made the bet. The first score was by Torres *drool* and seconded by Nogg. This finally ends Livvy losing streak. *Now I can sleep in peace* Anyway, by lunch time, I'm supposed to meet up with Jr for some recording thing. Owh, how I wish my babe can be there too. I miss u, Gwen! But, I guess  I'll be missing you together with Jr :)  N thank God he's a Livvy fan too, at least there's something to talk about tomorrow...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuSo3Fx4RQI/AAAAAAAAAJY/9tvlwlKLHyI/s1600-h/man_utd_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuSo3Fx4RQI/AAAAAAAAAJY/9tvlwlKLHyI/s320/man_utd_logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396623917894354178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The score :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuSpFweKkUI/AAAAAAAAAJg/QbF1EbjLUw4/s1600-h/fernando-torres1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 163px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuSpFweKkUI/AAAAAAAAAJg/QbF1EbjLUw4/s320/fernando-torres1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396624169872560450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fernando Torres. Yes girls, I know, he's HOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-5680199913928826115?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/5680199913928826115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/10/bitch-wars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/5680199913928826115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/5680199913928826115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/10/bitch-wars.html' title='Bitch WARS!!!'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuSo3Fx4RQI/AAAAAAAAAJY/9tvlwlKLHyI/s72-c/man_utd_logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-9099339255136064678</id><published>2009-10-24T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T02:02:52.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scands, Scands and more Scands!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLAo4o-YoI/AAAAAAAAAII/DFhthDh3YAU/s1600-h/artistic-heart-shape-thumb6590475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 221px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLAo4o-YoI/AAAAAAAAAII/DFhthDh3YAU/s320/artistic-heart-shape-thumb6590475.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396087112174822018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey all, yeah, new post again.. It's study week, and as we all know, nobody studies on study week. It's just a nick name for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I need a break after all the last minutes assignments, under prepared presentations and tests I cheated on because I didn't study for it before I slave myself over final exams"&lt;/span&gt; week. Fuhh..that was a mouthful. So anyway, I decided to use this "study" week to study the behavior of beings called Scandals. Honestly saying, I'm not 100% faithful to my guy, yet I'm not cheating on him either.  My feelings towards him are pure and still very strong. Besides, I never had any real feelings towards any of the other guys, it's all just for fun. But due to his absence (and my curiosity), I decided to venture into the controversial world of flings, flirts and arm-candies. Yes ladies, it's not singular, one is never enough. Hehehe.. Once again, I'm not going into details on all of these scands of mine, would be to dangerous now, but I learned something, they always end up terribly wrong or wonderfully right. Never in between. LoL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLBYvnQCDI/AAAAAAAAAIg/3ypLIaqtapY/s1600-h/im-a-flirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 219px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLBYvnQCDI/AAAAAAAAAIg/3ypLIaqtapY/s320/im-a-flirt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396087934385391666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first controversial issues came months after I met my first. I've always admired him from far and was too shy to approach him. I don't know if it was fate or pure luck, we became friends. Then came a series of roller coaster rides, controversy strikes and died down. Now, I must say, he is one of my best friend and I know he feels the same way too. Even trying to dance seductively with him feels awkward, suddenly we're platonic and I'm loving it. XD Plus, I get to 'try' out his adoring friends too ;) With that concludes the wonderfully right part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLBHTkdvgI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/JsmVYtMCGsg/s1600-h/i-love-you-man-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 110px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLBHTkdvgI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/JsmVYtMCGsg/s320/i-love-you-man-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396087634799738370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Next, the ugly one. Gosh, too painful for me to tell. But yeah, it ended on the right time cause I was beginning to see him as more than a scand. With him out of the picture, I get to focus more on my guy and look around for new ones. Hahaha!! And to think after a terrible heart break, I'll stop all this flings. Nahhh..... once a flirt, always a flirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLBu4POptI/AAAAAAAAAIo/miti8eudes8/s1600-h/flirt-logo-soon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 176px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLBu4POptI/AAAAAAAAAIo/miti8eudes8/s320/flirt-logo-soon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396088314657679058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm going to make full use of this 'study' week to understand the nature of these being and to perfect my skills so when the finals are over, Miri, here I come, bringing with me FLIRT FEST!! wooohoooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A word of advice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLB_Ap6krI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CR6YFvFe5e0/s1600-h/07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLB_Ap6krI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CR6YFvFe5e0/s320/07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396088591794999986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-9099339255136064678?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/9099339255136064678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/10/scands-scands-and-more-scands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/9099339255136064678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/9099339255136064678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/10/scands-scands-and-more-scands.html' title='Scands, Scands and more Scands!!!!'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLAo4o-YoI/AAAAAAAAAII/DFhthDh3YAU/s72-c/artistic-heart-shape-thumb6590475.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-6681865478450569200</id><published>2009-10-23T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T14:26:39.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotionally Drained</title><content type='html'>It's been a looooonnngggg while since I last updated my blog. Not because I don’t want to, but simple because I had other things in my mind. Emotionally drained? Yes.. The month of October was probably one of the most emotional month for me this year. Lots of stuff happened out of planned. I fell in and out of love in just 1 week. That’s a record! I never felt heart break before, and now I know why sometimes, it drives people nuts. It’s so very painful, it’s almost physical. Funny thing is, I tried to cry, I really did, but nothing, which makes it even more painful. Anyhow, I do not hold any grudge towards that particular guy (and I’m pretty sure he’ll read this). I just want to wish him good luck and all the happiness in the world. And I wish we could be back to normal again, as friends. I do enjoy his company a lot.&lt;br /&gt;And as if only God felt my pain, He threw into my arms a few UPs to cover the DOWNs. First of all, I finally achieved my “What else you got?” achievement from Mafia Wars. This achievement is obtained for mastering all the New York job tier. It’s not easy at all as I was begging and flirting around to get enough stuff to complete it. Not to mention the slow level ups. So when I did get the award, I became instant hit. I got 20 friends request a day and my mafia member doubled. XD  To my surprise, soon after that, Mafia Wars decided to add in more achievements and I am ready to take ‘em all. :) Talking about Mafia Wars, I had my first unofficial Mafia Wars meeting before that. Actually, it was just a normal round-of-beer with the boys, but this time it was with Felix and all of his friends that came were Mafia War-iors. XD We had so much fun discussing wars and personal strategies. Very interesting bunch of people and I was invited to join them on their regular beach parties. I was flattered, but then again, there’s no guaranty that I could come given all of them are boys. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuIfTjR4HaI/AAAAAAAAAIA/iDRfxbyoP3o/s1600-h/mw.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuIfTjR4HaI/AAAAAAAAAIA/iDRfxbyoP3o/s320/mw.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395909724291472802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another shocking thing worth mentioning was that a very dear friend of mine came back Kuching but never mention anything to me, as it was supposed to be a surprise. And surprised I was. I totally didn’t expect it, just in time some more.  I knew I can always enjoy myself when he is around. A total sweetheart he is. :) As always, I like to share my joy, so I brought Monique along for all the hours of pure FUN. With this, I learned that, true friends come when you need them most, and they don’t have to even know about it. I forgot all my sorrows when I’m with these people as I know I’m blessed. However, I would not mention in detail about all those partying and what-not to avoid future controversies. XD&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now that my blog are updated, I fell much better.  After this, I will focus more on my Mafia Wars and final exams. *sigh* My target would be, “Next!” and good grades. :) You can do it, Esther!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-6681865478450569200?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/6681865478450569200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/10/emotionally-drained.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/6681865478450569200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/6681865478450569200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/10/emotionally-drained.html' title='Emotionally Drained'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuIfTjR4HaI/AAAAAAAAAIA/iDRfxbyoP3o/s72-c/mw.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-7075617915239938943</id><published>2009-09-10T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T02:56:36.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>B-day Drama..</title><content type='html'>As you already know, 6th Sept was my bday. So, that weekend, my babes decided to hang out. I realized that I lost my wallet before I head out. Regardless, I still roamed around Kuching with the girls as "immigrant". LoL.. We shopped around a lot since Tiff just got her merit, she spends like there is no tomorrow. Hahaha.. I get myself a pair of leggings, a blue tube top and a belt to go with it. Talk about a brand new B-day outfit :). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SqjGovLfYuI/AAAAAAAAAHw/7846s24PvKs/s1600-h/bluetube.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SqjGovLfYuI/AAAAAAAAAHw/7846s24PvKs/s320/bluetube.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379768158055785186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh yeah, my facebook account was flooded with all this birthday wishes, I'm so touched. So far, this is the 2nd best thing that ever happen to me in FB, after Mafia Wars that is. Hahahaha!!!Talking about Mafia Wars, how come the Moscow expansion is not in yet? N I heard that MySpace already have it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Bday also, emotions were a roller coaster ride. My BF made me :( then my non-BF got me to :) again. N then during one of our girl talk, my babes, hahaha.. I will always remember how you girls persuade me to, you know.. Hahaha!!! We'll wait until Jon is back, then we'll see if he is up for it. Hahaha.. You girls caught me at a very vulnerable stage since I've been 'clean' for at least 2 months now. Couldn't remember the last time I get my fixed, and I'm not talking about drugs. LoL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SqjKN5Ci9mI/AAAAAAAAAH4/bsj7-FIPpsc/s1600-h/9023_1211150313972_1085174034_678123_6196948_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SqjKN5Ci9mI/AAAAAAAAAH4/bsj7-FIPpsc/s320/9023_1211150313972_1085174034_678123_6196948_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379772094892668514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bday lunch at Mdm Tang's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, there was this Joy-Sucker. She sucks the joy out of us the moment she arrived, like vampire, only less hot. Hahaha!!!! "Expecto Petronum" Be gone you witch!! XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yohan gave the simplest bday wish I got "Ey, happy bday". To be expected really, he's not very expressive, but to get him to do something as cliche as a bithday wish, is really something, n he did admit that he misses me.. awwww... He didn't exactly said it, he went like this "Esther! Bila ko mo dtg cni lagi? I need more friends like you!" Translation = Get us ass here, girl. I miss u n i need u to support me to get some sense back into this world. Hahahaha!!!! But honestly, I miss him too, douh he is very insensitive, probably he is one of the reason why I'm still very 'jang' even after being overly spoiled by Jon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my bday wish would be : I want to join Amin n Mami to KK this year end!! Please.. Huhuhu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-7075617915239938943?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/7075617915239938943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/09/b-day-drama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/7075617915239938943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/7075617915239938943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/09/b-day-drama.html' title='B-day Drama..'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SqjGovLfYuI/AAAAAAAAAHw/7846s24PvKs/s72-c/bluetube.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-6740243467913696580</id><published>2009-09-02T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T19:20:08.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Electronic Circuits</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is my first Electronic Circuits test. Although I do enjoy this subject a lot, but the complexity and the advanced level study has really put a toll on me. I'm getting more confused after each class. I do hope I can focus on my revisions tonight. Until now, I still can't accurately transform transistor model circuit to &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;re&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; equivalent circuit. If I know what I'm talking about, that is. I seriously need help, but to ask from my friends, they are more or less on the same sinking boat. Owh well, looks like I'm doing &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;kamikaze&lt;/span&gt; again tonight. &lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, yesterday's sungkei was a blast. We tried out Pizza Junction at Jalan Song. I must say, I'm impressed. The garlic bread was nice, the soup was generous, the pizzas are scrumptious complimented with their fast service. They have nice atmosphere too. Definitely will be a second time. But before that, we had karaoke session!! Hahaha.. And Zain actually said I can sing, and he asked for tips on pitching and stuff.. LOL.. My dear sweet Zain, first of all, singing is not one of my talent, if I had any, that is. XD. Second of all, if I have to give you voice lessons, it would take years like I did during my choir glory days. LoL.. Now, Zain really actually have a nice voice, very subtle and romantic, but obviously he needs help on the high notes and such. But I'm not the one worthy enough to teach him. Ahaks!! Ok, so, talking about karaoke, my favourite must-haves would be "Suci dalam debu" , some BSB and some Britney. Hahaha.. I don't know why, but I enjoy singing in a box! LMAO!! I wanna have more karaoke sessions! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough blabber for today. I will update again soon (as if you care) XD~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-6740243467913696580?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/6740243467913696580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/09/electronic-circuits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/6740243467913696580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/6740243467913696580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/09/electronic-circuits.html' title='Electronic Circuits'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-6976162841468983596</id><published>2009-09-01T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T12:45:20.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet September XoXo</title><content type='html'>September is here, and as always, it's my favourite month of the year. One reason because my birthday is on this month. And also the birthdays of all the important men in my life, my baby and my Daddy. I break this year's joyful month my getting myself hair makeover. Rebonding + Highlighting which cost my mum RM118. And I am very satisfied with the work. :) next on my agenda is to complete the month of fasting with all my Muslim friends. I never thought I would enjoy it so much, despite the hunger pang in the midday. The part I hate the most is the fact that we never can decide where to eat in time. So this week, as the unofficial group planner, I have planned places to eat for every sungkei. Hehehe.. You can check out my latest pics in Facebook with the same username. Before I continue, I would like to apologize for my lack of blog entry lately due to my lappy's breakdown. And I now am more than happy to have him back.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, my birthday is just around the corner, this Sunday to be exact! All I want for my birthday this year is your blood. Literally... There will be a blood donation drive this Sunday at MBKS hall and I plead that all of you that are not fasting to go and donate your blood. Its free, and the organizers promised giveaways to those who donated blood. And I promised it will be painless. Whoever donated before will tell you the same thing. Ok den, enough with the charity work. Hehehe.. Now for the real thing, this year, I want (from myself of course) as always, a pair (maybe two) of Converse. Not just any Converse, but the limited edition Converse. There are two models that I have been eying for months now. The first kind is this black ones with Germany flag at the side,I have always wanted those ever since it first came out during the FIFA world cup 2006 but now they re-introduce it again and I was jumping with joy when I saw a pair at SOS Hock Lee, but this time, it's no more FIFA, just world edition. And, my second choice would be this super cute red Converse with nautical / sailor motives on it.. The shoe strings are actually, well, strings! And it was love at first sight. And now, I will get one this Sunday, just, don't know which and hopefully they have it in my size (which was never a problem since my size are quite in-common)~~ Can't wait for more adventure (hopefully while wearing my new shoes), yeay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-6976162841468983596?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/6976162841468983596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/09/sweet-september-xoxo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/6976162841468983596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/6976162841468983596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/09/sweet-september-xoxo.html' title='Sweet September XoXo'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-4131157037135402225</id><published>2009-08-20T11:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T12:05:14.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a YES man!!</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago, I watched this movie called Yes Man!! Jim Carrey was in it. This story was about a man who wouldn't say yes to anything in his life. So, with a little twist of fate,he made a covenant which requires him to say YES to any opportunities that come in his way, and like a tsunami, his life was turned up side down.  Inspired, I decided to put myself in the same situation. So far, i have said so many yes's that led me to so many unexpected series of events. &lt;br /&gt;1. Go aqua bike? YES = got along well with the boys from next class&lt;br /&gt;2. Jelajah UNI? YES = meet new people&lt;br /&gt;3. Club with the boys again? YES = I now know Mon's "express yourself" button!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;4. Help during convo? YES = Got Ricky a bouquet of red roses,1st time beli bunga u.. XD&lt;br /&gt;5. Check out Lepo with Mon? YES = Met a really cute guy n tried 5 Loaves Cafe&lt;br /&gt;6. Day out with FRIENDS? YES = Visited museum n Civic Center after so many years&lt;br /&gt;7. Get Mon's first Amp? YES = Got it for cheaper price, plus, i got her an early bday prezzie. hehe&lt;br /&gt;8. Nite out wif Tiff n Brandon? YES = Promising source of income that i am confident with and willing to try out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My conclusion is, I will keep on saying YES and enjoy life. Hehehe.. YES really is a powerful word, you should try it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-4131157037135402225?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/4131157037135402225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-yes-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/4131157037135402225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/4131157037135402225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-yes-man.html' title='I&apos;m a YES man!!'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-4629283301995334595</id><published>2009-08-04T02:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T03:43:53.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Achievements after achievements...</title><content type='html'>This past few weeks has been a blast!! First of all, I was selected to be the assistant project manager for this program through SAFE with FIT. We're heading for Miri and Brunei, yeay! Den, I got this really gorgeous Black Espadrilles from Viss at Spring. The achievement here is, it's almost a steal. Cost me RM25 when I should be paying RM67 for it. All because the salesperson thought I took the last pair from the 80% markdown shelf when indeed it was from the 20%. Hahaha.. Lucky me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SngPLFd8gMI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/pi2rrrsM7LU/s1600-h/ca65fbfc3b6f3b50e2af1ea0ee650c41673e4f91-200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SngPLFd8gMI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/pi2rrrsM7LU/s320/ca65fbfc3b6f3b50e2af1ea0ee650c41673e4f91-200.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366055639132700866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The back part looks like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SngPezgK3_I/AAAAAAAAAHY/BXw4m5cXUCw/s1600-h/adelicia1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SngPezgK3_I/AAAAAAAAAHY/BXw4m5cXUCw/s320/adelicia1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366055977907576818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the front looks like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing worthy of mentioning here is that.... I have achieved the "Like a Hurricane" .Earned by winning 1000 fights in Cuba on August 1, 2009. Wooohhoooo!!! This is the best one yet. I have been working on this one ever since Cuba started on Mafia Wars. And owh yes, I'm a Mafia Wars addict. In conjunction with this glorious event, I have also decided to get myself in a Mafia Wars family (community), called T.W.I.O "The world is ours.." and changed my Mafia name to [T.W.I.O] Star_slayer. Hahaha... Neway,can't wait for more achievements especially on Mafia Wars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SngP2LVpoqI/AAAAAAAAAHg/O4xKZcSpSSg/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 106px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SngP2LVpoqI/AAAAAAAAAHg/O4xKZcSpSSg/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366056379442897570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The achievement that I'm proudest of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SngQJroAKEI/AAAAAAAAAHo/VivU4idtNXM/s1600-h/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 122px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SngQJroAKEI/AAAAAAAAAHo/VivU4idtNXM/s320/untitled2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366056714527320130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My new Mafia Wars name. And my level... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I'm also getting along well with the students from PKET. At first, when I found out about our joined classes, I was having a lot of doubts. But after a month, seems like this semester will go on swimmingly. Perhaps, I'll even get "lucky". Ahaks!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Those of you who are in my Facebook friends list. Please take note that unless &lt;br /&gt;     you &lt;br /&gt;     a) do actually know me in person (outside Facebook)&lt;br /&gt;     b) are in my Mafia Wars family &lt;br /&gt;     I will be deleting you off my friends list soon. Not that I'm being bitchy &lt;br /&gt;    (although it may seems like it) but I'm just doing my "spring cleaning". Thank &lt;br /&gt;     you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-4629283301995334595?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/4629283301995334595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/08/achievements-after-achievements.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/4629283301995334595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/4629283301995334595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/08/achievements-after-achievements.html' title='Achievements after achievements...'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SngPLFd8gMI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/pi2rrrsM7LU/s72-c/ca65fbfc3b6f3b50e2af1ea0ee650c41673e4f91-200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-9010964189291520162</id><published>2009-07-23T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T23:29:18.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year Two</title><content type='html'>Owh my, it has been awhile since my last post. The new semester has started and I am officially no longer a junior. Yeay!! My semester started of with a BANG!! Rainfest rocks hell!!!!! I had my first langkau there, wasn't as bad as I've been told. Kinda sweet really,haha!! But after a while, one by one I saw my friends collapsed XD. The party was effing awesome. If I have known it would be this great, I would have attended all the previous Rainfests. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SmlN7X6_e7I/AAAAAAAAAHI/1Ek1EKvEj6U/s1600-h/5693_1174790565001_1085174034_544185_7925217_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SmlN7X6_e7I/AAAAAAAAAHI/1Ek1EKvEj6U/s400/5693_1174790565001_1085174034_544185_7925217_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361902513790352306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh ya, I moved to Cempaka. My housemates are an awesome bunch of people. I had the room all to myself. Gwen said she's gonna crash here anytime soon and she is fully welcome. My seniors just got back from practical. I don't know about you but I sure think practical is not the only thing they have been going to coz they look pretty darn good. Hahahaha... Owh yeah, last wednesday, I went Aqua-biking with the boys from the class next door. Saufee, Kamal, Momo n Harith. It was FUN but tiring.. I miss my baby alot douh, wonder how he's coping there. Well, till next time.. Muah!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-9010964189291520162?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/9010964189291520162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/07/year-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/9010964189291520162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/9010964189291520162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/07/year-two.html' title='Year Two'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SmlN7X6_e7I/AAAAAAAAAHI/1Ek1EKvEj6U/s72-c/5693_1174790565001_1085174034_544185_7925217_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-7048959379243035176</id><published>2009-07-04T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T10:12:49.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have to set you free,it's the only way you can come back to me.</title><content type='html'>Depressed..Have you ever been in that situation? Well, I know I am now.. The reason to it? John was offered an internship/scholarship program by Petronas. Yes,I should be more than happy for him, but selfishly,I am not. I can't stand the idea of being too far away from him. And for a year?! I think that's a bit too much, now, isn't it? I am addicted to him (corny? Yes,sue me). Being apart from him just makes me shiver. Owh how am I going to survive? He's my air. I don't want him, I NEED him. Owh why, owh why am I being so selfish? I should support him, be there for him, making sure he is ready for this both mentally and physically. At first, I haven't really grasped the whole idea of him studying in Terengganu until this evening when he picked me up for our last date before he go off tomorrow and I saw him in his new haircut, that reality struck me, it is really happening. My boy is gonna leave me for a long while. Don't let me start on that ridiculous haircut No. 4. He looks like, Golem. Well,he called it the Micheal Scolfield hairdo. Looks like, the only positive thing I can see from all of this drama is that with those haicut,he wont be getting any attention from the girls (but I can't be so sure as there are many fugly boys out there who actually cheated on their GFs). Hmmm, still very emotional right now. School's gonna open soon. Haven't got my drivers license yet, it's been taking longer time than I expected. Next week is RainFest. Not sure if I'll be able to make it with all this emotional distress. Looks like my BF is asleep. I guess I should too. One last look of his face tomorrow.  And I want my goodbye kiss to be a memorable one. Nites, Hugs &amp; Kisses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-7048959379243035176?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/7048959379243035176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-have-to-set-you-freeits-only-way-u.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/7048959379243035176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/7048959379243035176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-have-to-set-you-freeits-only-way-u.html' title='I have to set you free,it&apos;s the only way you can come back to me.'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-9192501489182329256</id><published>2009-06-27T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T02:36:23.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Loving Memory of Fiffy.....</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, 26th June 2009, my very first dog Fiffy passed away peacefully at 11.45 a.m. She has been suffering major illness due to old age so I was kinda relieve that she finally gets to end it all. But what I regretted the most was when Fiffy decided to leave us when Daddy is not around. The day before, my parents went with Jeno to Penang. Fiffy has always been Daddy's best friend. Since Fiffy was aggressive by nature, Daddy was the only one never been bitten by her.&lt;br /&gt;I still remember when Fiffy came into our lives. It was early 1997. Bryan came home one evening with a skinny brown female puppy. She was already about 3-4 months old and my siblings decided to named her Fiffy. I was so scared of her that whenever she came near me, I ran away. I remember my family lets Fiffy to stay inside the house and I'll be having my lunch with all my legs on the chair. It took me a while before I could get used to the idea of having a dog. You see,I was not born with the love for animals. This is a passion I acquired after living with dogs for over a decade. Just when I was getting use to the idea of having a dog, Fiffy gave birth to nine puppies. Owh my, imagine the joy! Nine puppies!! All were so damn cute. I remembered they were white ones, brown ones, black ones, even with patches. We decided to keep two, one white, Egor and brown, Shadow. Egor later became my most trusted best friend. But unfortunately, he passed away on the 28-08-2006, 9 years of such wonderful memories. I missed him dearly. I would give anything in the world to get him back. But, wishes can only go so far. Shadow on the other hand is still with us, 12 years old and still going handsomely strong :) Fiffy gave birth to two more batches after that, once a year. And on the last batch, we got Chance @ Kuchen. This is another tragic case. I do not wish to elaborate as it will make me shed more tears. Plus,it's Fiffy's turn. So,we burried Fiffy next to Egor and Kuchen. Very nostalgic as Fiffy finally return to her sons. Aboy and Kikiz was with me yesterday. We dug her grave while it was drizzling. Hopefully she likes it. I am very sad that she's gone,but somehow,I couldn't shed any tears. I don't know why.. After the burial, we went back Kuching feeling rather emotional. The news about Micheal Jackson's death shocked the world. The whole universe were mourning his death, and deep down,I feel they were mourning Fiffy's death too. Fiffy has always been the Diva in our family, and she choose to die as one too by sharing the same D.O.D. with the King..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-9192501489182329256?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/9192501489182329256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-loving-memory-of-fiffy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/9192501489182329256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/9192501489182329256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-loving-memory-of-fiffy.html' title='In Loving Memory of Fiffy.....'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-5009866288961449285</id><published>2009-06-17T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T12:21:31.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to buy the new Incubus Album Monuments and Melodies today!</title><content type='html'>Incubus made a post yesterday,telling all their fans to post a shout out about their new album..Monuments and Melodies is their greatest hits album,so its worth every penny. Tomorrow,I'll hit The Spring to get me one of those.Problem is now I have no money. So I really hope I win the contest. I won the SUM 41 All Killer No Filler before and I want this one too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sjk6EMhZQSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/VMAuvQapfnM/s1600-h/Incubus-Monuments-And-Mel-472279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sjk6EMhZQSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/VMAuvQapfnM/s400/Incubus-Monuments-And-Mel-472279.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348369876234354978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been in love with Incubus. Especially Brandon Boyd. Come to think of it,it's how I made friends with Yohan. And the song, Certain Shade of Green is how I got my self falling for John. Hahaha.. If I could have one wish, it would be for Incubus playing a live performance on my wedding day. Yohan, John, Marcus and I went to their show in Sunburst 2008. Words alone can't portray my feelings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SjlAS9vTHwI/AAAAAAAAAG4/YRj0hryY_DQ/s1600-h/DSC01637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SjlAS9vTHwI/AAAAAAAAAG4/YRj0hryY_DQ/s400/DSC01637.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348376727033945858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yup,we were this close..Bet not many of you can say you were this close to the performing Incubus,rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SjlA8fKumkI/AAAAAAAAAHA/0OyNnV5lTGo/s1600-h/DSC01740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SjlA8fKumkI/AAAAAAAAAHA/0OyNnV5lTGo/s400/DSC01740.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348377440381999682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All right, girls, I know.. He is HAWTT HAWTTT HAWTTTTT!!! When he took off his shirt, I went crazy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, during this one song (Pistola), not many of us know the lyrics,luckily that song was from my fav album and I sang along Brandon. He noticed!! And pointed at me!! Hahahahaha.. We saw eye to eye, literally.. I was like "Father,into your hands,I command my spirit",I was so content that I was ready to die. It was beautiful, beautiful moment..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-5009866288961449285?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/5009866288961449285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/06/going-to-buy-new-incubus-album.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/5009866288961449285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/5009866288961449285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/06/going-to-buy-new-incubus-album.html' title='Going to buy the new Incubus Album Monuments and Melodies today!'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sjk6EMhZQSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/VMAuvQapfnM/s72-c/Incubus-Monuments-And-Mel-472279.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-8816420704807005748</id><published>2009-06-08T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T02:21:20.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Could it be possible that I am in love again?</title><content type='html'>Lately,my heart ached like never before. Probably too much alcohol, boys and all the endless dramas. I needed a break. And I did just that. Yesterday,as suggested by my latest edition of adorable friends,Mr. Hilton Smith,I "ber-asmara-dana" with my one true love, John. John and I has been dating for three years now. He picked me up and we hit the town doing whatever our hearts desired. We went to Waterfront. The sun set view was so majestic and being able to witness its beauty with him made me forget about my hangover, the boys and the dramas. I decided not to take any pictures cause I want to have a reason for me coming back here often. Talking to him,while looking into his adoring eyes,made me feel like flying and explode. That same familiar feeling, I felt, was when I first fell in love. Ironically,to the same guy. :) Could it even be possible? Well, it did, right? It's impossible not to be in love with him. The way he looked at me,he doesn't have to say that he loves me, I already knew. Even after three years...Am I going to marry this guy? Not sure yet. Will I be able to love him forever? Can't tell. But what I know now is that, I love being with him. Every damn moment.I love the way he loves me. And I pray to God that this silly thing called LOVE He blessed me with will last.And I thanked Him for sending me this angel. However deep in love I am in,a word of advise from Mr. Smith still rings in my ears, No Glove, No Love. hehehe... adios..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SizX6F_PjQI/AAAAAAAAAGo/rZyKv55EA-g/s1600-h/Me+N+Tatuh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SizX6F_PjQI/AAAAAAAAAGo/rZyKv55EA-g/s400/Me+N+Tatuh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344884250821758210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of our first pic together. 3 years back..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-8816420704807005748?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/8816420704807005748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/06/could-it-be-possible-that-i-am-in-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/8816420704807005748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/8816420704807005748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/06/could-it-be-possible-that-i-am-in-love.html' title='Could it be possible that I am in love again?'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SizX6F_PjQI/AAAAAAAAAGo/rZyKv55EA-g/s72-c/Me+N+Tatuh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-8618981374149370397</id><published>2009-06-06T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T22:08:43.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Story Of  A Butterfly...</title><content type='html'>This is a story of a butterfly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SitLNYerKXI/AAAAAAAAAGg/yzvSLUrBjVc/s1600-h/butterfly_tattoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 388px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SitLNYerKXI/AAAAAAAAAGg/yzvSLUrBjVc/s400/butterfly_tattoo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344448076086716786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For years I have been a caterpillar. I pray each day that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be granted with my own set of glorious wings. God &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kept telling me in all of our conversations through my &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prayers that I am not ready for it and that the time will &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come.But,I was pretty sure that I am ready. One faithful &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day, I finally did.I was finally a butterfly. I flew &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gracefully the first night. The night was mild, everything &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was so spontaneous and honey was on every flower I landed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on. The second night however,there was a whirlwind. I hung &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on this particular piece of flower which I had my eye on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever since I was still a caterpillar. This is the same &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flower that made me so eager to grow my wings. I tasted &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its sweet intoxicating nectar and I thought all my dreams &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came true.That nothing in the world can take this away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from me. That night,I couldn't really remember what &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happen.One quick gush knocked me out cold.The next &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night,the final night,I can't seem to get to the same &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flower. I saw so many butterflies had their share of its &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honey,but not me. I was so puzzled. What did I missed? It &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was then, I realized, I lost my wings. That flower was &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poisonous. By having my share of its honey,the poison &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crippled my wings. My wings were taken away by the same &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flower that gave them to me. And with that, I'm back to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who I am, what I'm supposed to be, just that, a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caterpillar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-8618981374149370397?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/8618981374149370397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/06/story-of-butterfly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/8618981374149370397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/8618981374149370397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/06/story-of-butterfly.html' title='A Story Of  A Butterfly...'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SitLNYerKXI/AAAAAAAAAGg/yzvSLUrBjVc/s72-c/butterfly_tattoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-1694988363231764261</id><published>2009-06-02T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T18:33:46.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohhh Baby...</title><content type='html'>Last night, we went visiting at Ricky's kampung. Well, actually, it's Ricky, Braden and Hilton's kampung. Thila's driving. And I officially drunk. Another first time for me. It's all because of Gin. I hate it. But they made me.. The last thing I remembered was main nama-nama negara and I lost at the alphabet N. Then, one last shot, blank. Next thing I knew, I was on my bed in BDC, all clean and dry. How I get here, it's a mystery. Tonight we'll have another round. Hehehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-1694988363231764261?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/1694988363231764261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/06/ohhh-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/1694988363231764261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/1694988363231764261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/06/ohhh-baby.html' title='Ohhh Baby...'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-3229977449651336393</id><published>2009-05-31T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T09:05:00.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hell Of A Night...</title><content type='html'>Saturday night.. was my cuzzy Jacqueline's wedding reception. Ricky asked to hit the club with him and his cuzs. The wedding was rather dull as always. So after 11 he picked me up, I buzzed Gwen who brought Adrian and together we joined Braden and Hilton at Amoeba. And with that being my first time ever, like Gwen said before. "pecah virgin". Hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SiKqTMtjBeI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFeqYLQg9VU/s1600-h/4195_1153892722568_1085174034_465345_3343541_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SiKqTMtjBeI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFeqYLQg9VU/s400/4195_1153892722568_1085174034_465345_3343541_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342019354821330402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SiKqAwU3ssI/AAAAAAAAAFo/FUMAlejEc2M/s1600-h/4195_1153893002575_1085174034_465352_7345819_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SiKqAwU3ssI/AAAAAAAAAFo/FUMAlejEc2M/s400/4195_1153893002575_1085174034_465352_7345819_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342019037963989698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SiKp83sYyjI/AAAAAAAAAFg/v22GeD48T98/s1600-h/4195_1153892882572_1085174034_465349_1482776_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SiKp83sYyjI/AAAAAAAAAFg/v22GeD48T98/s400/4195_1153892882572_1085174034_465349_1482776_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342018971222198834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SiKp4T5YKpI/AAAAAAAAAFY/77wEVm5CNfs/s1600-h/4195_1153892842571_1085174034_465348_4479991_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SiKp4T5YKpI/AAAAAAAAAFY/77wEVm5CNfs/s400/4195_1153892842571_1085174034_465348_4479991_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342018892893530770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SiKpyviEDrI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/JZjdWREhUn0/s1600-h/4195_1153892682567_1085174034_465344_4591466_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SiKpyviEDrI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/JZjdWREhUn0/s400/4195_1153892682567_1085174034_465344_4591466_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342018797232721586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, there goes my first try..Lucky I didn't get drunk, unlike someone *wink* hehehe.. I enjoyed it a lot. This will definitely not going to be my last..Hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-3229977449651336393?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/3229977449651336393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-hell-of-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/3229977449651336393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/3229977449651336393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-hell-of-night.html' title='One Hell Of A Night...'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SiKqTMtjBeI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFeqYLQg9VU/s72-c/4195_1153892722568_1085174034_465345_3343541_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-6557351520322742465</id><published>2009-05-29T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T22:30:42.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gawai Sensation..Where art thou?</title><content type='html'>By this time of the year, all Dayaks in Sarawak are busy preparing for Gawai and my Mom is no exception. Although this year my family is not celebrating but my Mom is still in the cleaning-up mode and as always drags me into it too. I hate cleaning the uncleanable like my house for example. But I guess I have no choice. Talking about choices, I have to decide where I would like to spend my Gawai this time. Thila asked me to stay with her while Dayang is in Kuching. But my family is heading to Rayu. Here are the options. &lt;br /&gt;Thila &lt;br /&gt;1. Get to go ngabang with friends&lt;br /&gt;2. Get to go to Ricky's place&lt;br /&gt;3. Get to meet Dayang after a year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rayu&lt;br /&gt;1. All my adorable nephews are there&lt;br /&gt;2. Rayu is always fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have time to think bout it douh... Owh yeah, Happy Gawai everyone..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-6557351520322742465?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/6557351520322742465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/05/gawai-sensationwhere-art-thou.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/6557351520322742465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/6557351520322742465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/05/gawai-sensationwhere-art-thou.html' title='Gawai Sensation..Where art thou?'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-2419464305965527095</id><published>2009-05-27T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T10:16:50.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spending time with the girls..</title><content type='html'>Last sunday, Thila, Gwen, Tiff and I went to Damai beach.. We had sooo much fun.. The sun was gentle, the sand was soft and the food was great. Then after, we met up with Nutt and went to Spring and Bing to have some donuts and coffee..For pics and details, visits Gwen's page.. http://gwendalynhazel.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, last nite we had a surprise B-day Partay for the Lovely Miss Tiffey Tyler.. Brandon had to "bertungkus-lumus" to prepare for this. We had to lie to her, saying we were to busy to celebrate her birthday, got her really emo, sorry Tiff.. Hehe.. But, she was really surprised..Tiff went speechless,which is almost never until last night...We had the party at Jambu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sh10Y7Oe6WI/AAAAAAAAAEg/TJJ7rVOMWqw/s1600-h/4195_1152081717294_1085174034_458400_1374104_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sh10Y7Oe6WI/AAAAAAAAAEg/TJJ7rVOMWqw/s400/4195_1152081717294_1085174034_458400_1374104_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340552704695396706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sh10e9Tc1OI/AAAAAAAAAEo/_6HjtZFg_OY/s1600-h/4195_1152082997326_1085174034_458409_8035090_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 332px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sh10e9Tc1OI/AAAAAAAAAEo/_6HjtZFg_OY/s400/4195_1152082997326_1085174034_458409_8035090_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340552808332317922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The after party is at Links. We were so sakai when we went to the Ladies Room.. Very bergaya.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sh11FI8NkVI/AAAAAAAAAEw/LAh89JdD9Ck/s1600-h/4195_1152075717144_1085174034_458375_3439158_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sh11FI8NkVI/AAAAAAAAAEw/LAh89JdD9Ck/s400/4195_1152075717144_1085174034_458375_3439158_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340553464291103058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sh11LR4mxnI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Jwft9u9TOaI/s1600-h/4195_1152095877648_1085174034_458504_6592717_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sh11LR4mxnI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Jwft9u9TOaI/s400/4195_1152095877648_1085174034_458504_6592717_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340553569771112050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sh11SchaeBI/AAAAAAAAAFA/p5HEIe4ARqg/s1600-h/4195_1152098957725_1085174034_458535_5286595_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 396px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sh11SchaeBI/AAAAAAAAAFA/p5HEIe4ARqg/s400/4195_1152098957725_1085174034_458535_5286595_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340553692885710866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sh11XtEBQAI/AAAAAAAAAFI/OGx7knfbM-0/s1600-h/4195_1152104197856_1085174034_458590_2634331_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sh11XtEBQAI/AAAAAAAAAFI/OGx7knfbM-0/s400/4195_1152104197856_1085174034_458590_2634331_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340553783225171970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the photos are taken from Gwen's facebook profile.. Hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-2419464305965527095?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/2419464305965527095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/05/spending-time-with-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/2419464305965527095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/2419464305965527095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/05/spending-time-with-girls.html' title='Spending time with the girls..'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sh10Y7Oe6WI/AAAAAAAAAEg/TJJ7rVOMWqw/s72-c/4195_1152081717294_1085174034_458400_1374104_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-7301841472506401797</id><published>2009-05-26T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T23:01:59.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The rest of my days in Sabah..</title><content type='html'>It has been a week since I left Sabah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manukan Island Resort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manukan is so super sweet.Beautiful..Boat ride + Life vest + Snorkel + Goggle = RM 30&lt;br /&gt;We went from morning till around 2pm. The sun was hot but the wind was cold so as usual my nose &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;meragam&lt;/span&gt; . Hehe.. Luckily I didn't get sunburn. My legs were bitten by some fish who was protecting it's coral. I saw this blue starfish. When I tried to touch it (not recommended),it swam away like jellyfish. Owh yeah, it was jellyfish season too so I was not too keen to go to the deep where all the big fish were at. At first, it was hard for us to use the snorkel. Most of the time I swallowed sea water instead of air. Shazz swallowed tiny fishes. I don't know how it happened, but it did. From Manukan, we can see Mamutik. Amin told us Mamutik has even more corals to the point you can even see the sea floor because it was infested by corals. Looks like I found my next reason to visit Sabah again. The boat ride back was enjoyable. Hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/ShzVlSStqnI/AAAAAAAAAEA/k4uEA6s2yzk/s1600-h/4460_77420778398_610233398_1696483_5336981_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/ShzVlSStqnI/AAAAAAAAAEA/k4uEA6s2yzk/s400/4460_77420778398_610233398_1696483_5336981_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340378094696770162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this pic,for an obvious reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/ShzWc4h_-hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/J0jTVio9KAE/s1600-h/4513_81998528911_553238911_1806543_4630679_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/ShzWc4h_-hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/J0jTVio9KAE/s400/4513_81998528911_553238911_1806543_4630679_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340379049854237202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/ShzWlEi9nEI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/5IIcWyk1S6U/s1600-h/4513_81998518911_553238911_1806542_6977828_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/ShzWlEi9nEI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/5IIcWyk1S6U/s400/4513_81998518911_553238911_1806542_6977828_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340379190518455362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/ShzWs0ENqxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/0WDBQ2X8NNU/s1600-h/4513_81998533911_553238911_1806544_2100254_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/ShzWs0ENqxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/0WDBQ2X8NNU/s400/4513_81998533911_553238911_1806544_2100254_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340379323533470482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Manukan, we pretty much the spent the rest of our day here shopping. Hehe.. We went for another round of Lokan Panggang. I bought 8 t-shirts. Haha.. On the way back, we were pretty nostalgic. We really didn't want to leave Sabah. But all good things have to come to an end. Owh yeah, we have already planned our next journey, Jakarta, here we come..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-7301841472506401797?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/7301841472506401797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/05/rest-of-my-days-in-sabah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/7301841472506401797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/7301841472506401797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/05/rest-of-my-days-in-sabah.html' title='The rest of my days in Sabah..'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/ShzVlSStqnI/AAAAAAAAAEA/k4uEA6s2yzk/s72-c/4460_77420778398_610233398_1696483_5336981_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-251624685918555632</id><published>2009-05-22T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T08:31:59.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5  in Sabah</title><content type='html'>Hi all.. actually I have written this entry for a while now, just that I haven't got the chance the upload it in. Now, together with the pictures. I shall update my blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5&lt;br /&gt;As promised, we went to Poring. But to get there, we have to endure 3 hours of driving uphill. Luckily, Seng came with us, and he brought his GF! Finally, I get to meet her. She is a very sweet girl,and pretty too. On the way to Poring, we stopped a while to take some pictures. This place is super cold. Like 19'C cold. We were practically moving through clouds. There were lots of villages up here and kept thinking to myself how lucky are these people to be able to live in places as magnificent as this one. There were also rest houses along the way, farms and parks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sha8spxRKNI/AAAAAAAAADg/8OKW3hVFE9s/s1600-h/4460_77420618398_610233398_1696458_4014810_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sha8spxRKNI/AAAAAAAAADg/8OKW3hVFE9s/s400/4460_77420618398_610233398_1696458_4014810_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338661883607066834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and two of my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we reached Poring, I can't wait to jump into the Hot Spring. But somehow I figured it was better to look around first. We went deep into the jungle and finally reached the canopy walkway. I've never been on 1 before so I was so excited to get on it. But first we have to climb this really steep hill. It was even worst than the one in Lok Kawi Zoo and it was slippery and muddy. And I was wearing my most expensive converse shoe!! I thought we were never going to reach the top but eventually we did. While trying to catch our breath, we sat down exhausted. The finally we got up and were on the canopy walkway. The view was breath taking. Suddenly all our tiredness, gone with the wind. It was at first kind of scary but after that we don't want to get off. Even JayJay who's an Altophobic also enjoyed herself. Zain, on the other hand, was not. For someone who wants to be a pilot one day, he kind of freak us out when he looked like he might faint. Then we went down to the hot spring and rest. The rock pool was so cool and deep. The hot tub is, well, hot! Too hot to handle. My legs were boiling in it. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/ShbADyYE_WI/AAAAAAAAADo/BY9MdyIMdjI/s1600-h/4460_77420628398_610233398_1696460_4943387_ngdhk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/ShbADyYE_WI/AAAAAAAAADo/BY9MdyIMdjI/s400/4460_77420628398_610233398_1696460_4943387_ngdhk.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338665579589205346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pic on the right is taken on the canopy walkway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after the cool bath, we all went to Kundasang War Memorial Park. This place is so beautiful and smells wonderful. The roses were huge. I was so busy smelling every blooming flowers here. I love every one of it. This war memorial park is dedicated for all the war soldiers from Britain, New Zealand and Australia. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/ShbCeApMwXI/AAAAAAAAADw/FbUWsThxNKI/s1600-h/yehed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/ShbCeApMwXI/AAAAAAAAADw/FbUWsThxNKI/s400/yehed.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338668229118968178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/ShbCnUEf8oI/AAAAAAAAAD4/n71dMVFd_O0/s1600-h/fudisk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 164px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/ShbCnUEf8oI/AAAAAAAAAD4/n71dMVFd_O0/s400/fudisk.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338668388952568450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, we went to Kinabalu Park. The starting point of Mount Kinabalu climb. But we couldn't really enjoy the view because it was raining and the rain here is ice cold. To my complete despair, I found out that the pic of Mt. Kinabalu I have been seeing all these times was not the actual peak. It was preferred just cause it looked better then the actual mountain peak. Damn! Now I know how children must have felt like when they found out that Santa doesn't exist. Then after,we went back to KK. That night, Amin took me, JayJay and Shazz on a Ponds Hunt. We went to Kampung Air (sorry Bryan, I know you told me not to). There were so many of them and so out in the open. And my gosh, they look so pretty. Almost like real girls. And super sexy too. I think we circled them like 5 times.Hehe..Then around 1 a.m. we went back to the apartment for our next adventure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-251624685918555632?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/251624685918555632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-5-in-sabah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/251624685918555632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/251624685918555632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-5-in-sabah.html' title='Day 5  in Sabah'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sha8spxRKNI/AAAAAAAAADg/8OKW3hVFE9s/s72-c/4460_77420618398_610233398_1696458_4014810_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-6322120786866927181</id><published>2009-05-21T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T23:08:42.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Update on hold..</title><content type='html'>Hey all.. i cant give you update on my vacation yet cause got no pics..hehee.. soon, I promise..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-6322120786866927181?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/6322120786866927181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/05/vacation-update-on-hold.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/6322120786866927181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/6322120786866927181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/05/vacation-update-on-hold.html' title='Vacation Update on hold..'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-767554015608013203</id><published>2009-05-16T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T11:17:36.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3 and 4 in Sabah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sg78xjNsVKI/AAAAAAAAACY/G3c7PPJ3iSk/s1600-h/DSC01161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sg78xjNsVKI/AAAAAAAAACY/G3c7PPJ3iSk/s320/DSC01161.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336480536677078178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lok Kawi Wildlife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up early today and went to Lok Kawi Wildlife centre.. Being an animal lover, this was the day that I anticipated the most. Wild animal always excites me, dead and/or alive ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sg7-0yH-wdI/AAAAAAAAACg/E7OP5s9X5tA/s1600-h/DSC01165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sg7-0yH-wdI/AAAAAAAAACg/E7OP5s9X5tA/s320/DSC01165.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336482791242514898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First animal we saw was the rain deers. They really looked like Rudolph..Then I saw a clouded leopard, one of my fav big cats. Then there was this Burung Tiong that can speak,not that amusing but the fact that it spoke in Sabahan accent really turned us giddy. Some of the words it spoke was "Hai, Datang dari mana ko? Apa tu?" and in different voices each time! After that, we saw baby elephants, some fat ass lazy tigers, otters, and lots more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sg7_uPiU1aI/AAAAAAAAACo/0qDxFyhpjhs/s1600-h/DSC01177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sg7_uPiU1aI/AAAAAAAAACo/0qDxFyhpjhs/s320/DSC01177.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336483778390185378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Botanical Garden&lt;br /&gt;Then we reached botanical garden The place is heavenly. There were sets of stairways that leads deeper into the jungle and I don't know who's brilliant idea it was to climb those stairways. Not that I mind the exercise but not after 2 hours of walking around the center. The climb was steep and seems unending.Shaz was the one complaining the most. But it was really cool at the top and we saw some ginseng, tongkat ali and cinnamon tree. On the way down, it was really slippery,and I was afraid that I might fall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sg8AW9XUJAI/AAAAAAAAACw/zSCXb3eUTwQ/s1600-h/DSC01189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sg8AW9XUJAI/AAAAAAAAACw/zSCXb3eUTwQ/s320/DSC01189.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336484477886800898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Near the top, we were exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;Then on our way out of the center, we stop by the reptile house but it didn't really met my expectation as I was hoping for something more than a bunch of snakes and tortoises. Overall, I had fun there and most of the animals reminded me of my friends and family. LOL ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Lok Kawi, we went to Salut. Amin showed us Politeknik and the hostel he used to stay in. Upon reaching there, we met up with Sung and Chong. Salut consist of small stalls set up by the road side, mostly operated by Indonesians. Then we ordered Chilled Coconut and Soto each. Sung ordered 4 big trays of Lokan (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Polymesoda expansa&lt;/span&gt;). The Soto was okay, rated at A-. The Lokan how ever, scored the highest. A++, 100%, perfecto! It taste heavenly. I'm pretty sure the reaction I gave on my first bite was similar to the ones given by whoever ate dishes prepared by Liu Mau Shing of Cooking Master Boy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sg8A9asS2RI/AAAAAAAAAC4/yP8I-PBKpsg/s1600-h/DSC01210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sg8A9asS2RI/AAAAAAAAAC4/yP8I-PBKpsg/s320/DSC01210.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336485138594453778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lokan was grilled with charcoal, with grated ginger and served with sweet and sour sauce. The flesh was fresh and aromatic. It was juicy, succulent and just down right amazing. I have never tasted anything this good. Not even pork, or sex, or alcohol can beat this one. I love every bite I took, around 30 of them ;) Sung was clearly very happy when he saw my reaction. With this, I vow I will return to Sabah. Sung paid for the whole meal, around RM130. Thanx, Sung!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sg8Bf0mWyqI/AAAAAAAAADA/TZ5IQmdorUU/s1600-h/DSC01215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sg8Bf0mWyqI/AAAAAAAAADA/TZ5IQmdorUU/s320/DSC01215.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336485729664420514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Karamunsing, nothing much until Sung asked to join him underground to the arcade. We played a couple of races, then me and Shaz decided to try out K-Box. Hahaha..We had the most fun. First we sang As Long As You Love Me, then I Was Born To Make You Happy and finally we sang Suci Dalam Debu by Iklim. Owh my, it was fun. No wonder people can easily get addicted to one of these,I know I am ;) and that was the most fun day I had ever since I'm in Sabah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to do to day. We were supposed to go to Poring but Yohan can't make it. So we ended up stray.We had our branch at this Vietnamese restaurant, Peppermint. The food is of top class. They got an A from me. Bravo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sg8CHPRBTrI/AAAAAAAAADI/sQiCtWPzVKQ/s1600-h/DSC01235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sg8CHPRBTrI/AAAAAAAAADI/sQiCtWPzVKQ/s320/DSC01235.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336486406837587634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping, got myself a couple of Ts and 1 for John too. Then we went to Amin's relative place. Then we ate at this curry house. The food too was marvelous. Another A. But it was a bit too pricey. Amin paid RM100+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sg8C46Vku9I/AAAAAAAAADQ/exjSy4TyVlM/s1600-h/DSC01255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sg8C46Vku9I/AAAAAAAAADQ/exjSy4TyVlM/s320/DSC01255.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336487260213001170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then we went to the movies. Angels and Demons. I read the book before,by Dan Brown the author for The Da Vinci Code. And yet again, they movie makers turned a really good story into crappy movie. How disappointing. They cut out all the important details. Shaz and Amin made uo their own theory about the movie all through the show. After it ends, I have to clear things up with this two then it made sense. However, there's nothing much I can do about the rest of the movie goers who didn't actually read the book. It's a really good book actually. One of my fav. Anyways, tomorrow is Poring, Kundasang and Ranau. Can't wait!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-767554015608013203?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/767554015608013203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-3-and-4-in-sabah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/767554015608013203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/767554015608013203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-3-and-4-in-sabah.html' title='Day 3 and 4 in Sabah'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/Sg78xjNsVKI/AAAAAAAAACY/G3c7PPJ3iSk/s72-c/DSC01161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-3523180740095118123</id><published>2009-05-14T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T09:28:56.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 and 2 in Kota Kinabalu</title><content type='html'>One word..Excited!! Have never been in Sabah before. I think by far it was the ongest flight I've been on. But the cool thing was I get to see land all the way there (unlike going to KL). First it was Sibu, den Bintulu, Miri, then Labuan and finally KK. My adrenaline was pumping hard as i thought we were gonna land on the beach for all the way though the descend, all I see was this magnificent spread o blue wonders beneath us. I have never seen such a spectacular array of beaches, sand and reefs. From that moment on, I knew I'm gong to enjoy myslef here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SgxCsZwsZ5I/AAAAAAAAABg/LhCVM__QVgY/s1600-h/DSC00985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SgxCsZwsZ5I/AAAAAAAAABg/LhCVM__QVgY/s320/DSC00985.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335712989123995538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pic was taken after we got our boarding pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SgxDWMVM3gI/AAAAAAAAABo/sf5MvxHi0s8/s1600-h/DSC01010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SgxDWMVM3gI/AAAAAAAAABo/sf5MvxHi0s8/s320/DSC01010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335713707073527298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right before boarding the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SgxD-jeDHTI/AAAAAAAAABw/LKDo_F10rlA/s1600-h/DSC01024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SgxD-jeDHTI/AAAAAAAAABw/LKDo_F10rlA/s320/DSC01024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335714400479419698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment we land..LOL..Don't ask what JJ is doing..It's just something she does..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SgxEw-x2zpI/AAAAAAAAAB4/-B52sU4ESMo/s1600-h/DSC01070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gifcenter;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SgxEw-x2zpI/AAAAAAAAAB4/-B52sU4ESMo/s320/DSC01070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335715266803715730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you put two wrongs together, this is what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached promenade apartment, we were kinda shocked. This place is huge. Smelled like rotten fish and looked kinda scary. We were starting to regret our stay here until we saw our room. We were dumbstruck.The beds were standard size. The TV set is bigger than most. So is the fridge, although the noise it made kept me up all night. it has a kitchenette with working stove, pots, wok, even provided us with rice cooker and all. &lt;br /&gt;We went to Center Point and all the plazas in this area. Oh yeah, and pasar Filipin too..Nothing much to see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;This morning,went out with the boys to have breakfast at Selempang? or sumthing.. the food, D-!! not even worth trying.. ewww perabis.. shit.. hahaha.. den we went to Warisan Plaza and bought myself a new pink bra..Den in the afternoon, I called Yohan to pick us up to 1 Borneo..God, I miised that guy..Hasn't changed one bit even after a year. LOL.. 1 Borneo was a typical hypermall. Like they said, seen one, seen them all.. &lt;br /&gt;Then we had lunch at this new joint called New York..The food was 1st class.. my tummy agreed 100%. Love the love..A+ new yorkers.. worth every cent. Rather pricey douh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SgxFje799tI/AAAAAAAAACA/OwwqBwKNaKo/s1600-h/DSC01106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SgxFje799tI/AAAAAAAAACA/OwwqBwKNaKo/s320/DSC01106.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335716134429521618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SgxGAmJ-2wI/AAAAAAAAACI/qb-dMQ0T4x4/s1600-h/DSC01129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SgxGAmJ-2wI/AAAAAAAAACI/qb-dMQ0T4x4/s320/DSC01129.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335716634583554818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den we went off to Tanjung Aru..this place is nice. BUT, I saw some locals went into the beach and actually past in the water. I went like "What the f*ck?!" I told Yohan, Zain n Chong what I saw, they said that that guy was just A)Crab Hunting, B)Writting Letter C)Praying... and then we saw that man, got up and zipped his flier...I know.. Freaky.. to make it worse, I saw it twice by another woman.. so now I know what Yohan meant when he said the Pilaks here past along the shore.. Like..Ewww... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SgxGfBn4O_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/00vGAxlU4_Q/s1600-h/DSC01143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SgxGfBn4O_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/00vGAxlU4_Q/s320/DSC01143.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335717157352782834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice pic at Tanjung Aru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we settled down and decided to go to Lok Kawi Zoo tomorrow.. So, until then.. TTFN...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-3523180740095118123?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/3523180740095118123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-1-and-2-in-kota-kinabalu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/3523180740095118123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/3523180740095118123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-1-and-2-in-kota-kinabalu.html' title='Day 1 and 2 in Kota Kinabalu'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SgxCsZwsZ5I/AAAAAAAAABg/LhCVM__QVgY/s72-c/DSC00985.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-1472942143918251801</id><published>2009-05-12T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T16:29:38.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabah~~</title><content type='html'>hahaha...I'm going to Sabah for a vacation with my friends.. can life get any better.. but it's a bitter sweet pre-journey as it was kinda hard for me to get a cheap apartment and all of us has to pay 228 each.. n Amin have to pay for 3 people.. but, all will be forgotten when we reach there.. i sure hope my booking is cleared douh. Our flight is later at 2.40 pm.. cant wait.. but still haven't finish packing yet.. don't know what to bring coz my friends are bound to get overweight..owh yeah, starting driving lesson already.. man, roads are scary.. maybe coz the car is so small i feel like i'm being trampled every time another car passed me by.but in a way, i like it..  any how.. see u next week..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-1472942143918251801?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/1472942143918251801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/05/sabah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/1472942143918251801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/1472942143918251801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/05/sabah.html' title='Sabah~~'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-1053544030069228987</id><published>2009-05-06T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T07:05:04.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Mode..</title><content type='html'>i've just finished with my last paper..John came pick me up from Allamanda.. Den we went home and had some "fun"..LOL.. Miss him already.. My last paper EBX, kinda sucks.. not that it was hard, but we had 30 objective questions and 2 hours to answer..what a waste of time.. anyway,did it in 15 mins. Have to wait for another 15 mins to go out.. den we all went to terrorize FK.. too bad KJ wasn't there..owh yeah, i found out that my  whole gang have to attend Majlis Bacaan Ikrar for MIP 2009.. Damn!! haha..looks like u guys get to see me in tudung,WTF?! My friends will so enjoy it..Then all of a sudden as if by nature I turned back into my secretary mode n deal with SAFE again. Apparently &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;miss boss&lt;/span&gt; still thinks she's the secretary..*Girl,u got issues. deal with them" she's such a loser..no wonder she got no friends.. pity her..ohhh yeah..i found out shadow likes to lick the  floor..crazy dog..n i saw a black dog just now. the coat was like egor's but black n not properly taken care of. I wanted to kidnap the dog but then i tot of how the owner would feel..so i let it go.. i miss Egor.. yesterday was his birthday..he was my bestfren..n will always be.. :_)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-1053544030069228987?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/1053544030069228987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/05/holiday-mode.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/1053544030069228987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/1053544030069228987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/05/holiday-mode.html' title='Holiday Mode..'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-6296401574138565149</id><published>2009-05-01T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T03:31:37.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blur..</title><content type='html'>Hola.. so Gwen can't b my roomie, but it's ok..plus,evy didnt get any place either so looks like we will b rumates again. Yey! Neway,don't know what to say this time.. owh yeah, I passed my table test. Barely. 44/50.. Fuhh.. Hahaha.. The other day, Jeno took a puppy from a friend to give it to another friend. But we get to hang with it first.. huhuhu.. the puppy is so pretty.. i dont want to name it coz i know i have to give it away..so i just call it "click"..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SfrOvsFN3LI/AAAAAAAAABY/rGC4NPAAbLk/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090429_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SfrOvsFN3LI/AAAAAAAAABY/rGC4NPAAbLk/s320/Snapshot_20090429_3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330800427628616882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..we look alike.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad... :( i want puppy!!! get me 1 puppy!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-6296401574138565149?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/6296401574138565149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/05/blur.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/6296401574138565149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/6296401574138565149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/05/blur.html' title='Blur..'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SfrOvsFN3LI/AAAAAAAAABY/rGC4NPAAbLk/s72-c/Snapshot_20090429_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-2444878083889757038</id><published>2009-04-27T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T00:45:31.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One day..</title><content type='html'>Few nights back, i chatted with Gwen. We decided to be roomies for the next semester in Cempaka. Yay! i'm so excited, another roomate who's a BFF. Can't wait. Just hopefully she wont mind my controllable messiness, i know Thila didn't..LOL.. Gonna miss my soon-to-be ex-roomate douh..She has been wonderful to me but she still wants to b in Allamanda. But i cant find any more reason to stay there since all the hotties are going to graduate soon anyway..n with this, i sure hope Cempaka has something to offer me..LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SfVcWbZEqII/AAAAAAAAABQ/VqIQQKgTE1o/s1600-h/alamanda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SfVcWbZEqII/AAAAAAAAABQ/VqIQQKgTE1o/s320/alamanda.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329267274442647682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Got this picture from Flickr by another fellow allamanda, peruz..pretty isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skubit n Shin Chan hang at my crib the other day too..boy, was Skubit a rascal..Crying n whining and kept on saying,"aunty,jum shopping" i was like, what?! 3 year old, shopping?! what happened to the parit, lumpur, dango, dragon ball action figures n all those fun stuff we used to play..i dont even enjoy shopping until i was 20! crazy world we live in honestly..to top it off, Skubit kept singing "Aku makhluk Tuhan yang paling sexy, aww aww aww"..it was cute n all if only he he wasn't screaming,but still, he is my apple in the eye. They all were watching AF (another signal for the coming of the apocalypse when moronic humans celebrate the exhibition of the 7 deadliest sins a.k.a. lust, envy, wrath etc on live TV instead of pure talent like what the show was supposed to do)..i couldn't care less so i went online when my fav nephew, Shin Chan.He sat on my lap saying "Pokemon aunty.." n there i was lecturing him on Pokemon (i was quite the pokemon freak, u know) Cyndaquil, Chicarita, Totodile, Pikachu, Heracross and their evolution. Shin Chan adored me unconditionally..hahaha..n then, Ricky told me about the final match for Piala F.A. to be honest with u, i haven't watch much of the local football. but ricky was so convincing that i ended up watching. my bet was on the selangor since im not very keen with the kelantan. ricky supported kelantan.never on the same bench,we two..however, selangor won 1-1 extra time, penalty 4-1. Yes! den i was up all night trying to study. went to bed at 4.30 a.m woke up at 7.10 am for my driving class which drove me crazy coz it was boring..zzzzzzzz......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-2444878083889757038?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/2444878083889757038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/2444878083889757038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/2444878083889757038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-day.html' title='One day..'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SfVcWbZEqII/AAAAAAAAABQ/VqIQQKgTE1o/s72-c/alamanda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-7135532399953888080</id><published>2009-04-25T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T03:58:55.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd entry..</title><content type='html'>This morning,i slept at 6.30..But before dat, i've created a quiz on How Well Do You Know EstherStar Belinda? n invited few of my closest frends to take on the quiz..then this afternoon, i woke up not expecting anyone to answer those yet coz it's still so early..but to my surprise,10 of them did..I mean,there are 10 takers..i consider it an achievement although few failed the test..Monique scored the highest *love u Mon!!* of 89%..yohan did pretty well too even though its been a while since we last hang out together,the last time we met was 1 year ago.but once u r my BFF. we r BFF forever.*pretty sure Yohan will knock me dead if he reads this LOL*..Two of the questions that most of them got it wrong n most of them answered the same thing were ......&lt;br /&gt;3)    What body part would I like to get a tattoo on?&lt;br /&gt;a)   Back of my left shoulder &lt;br /&gt;b)   Near my chest&lt;br /&gt;c)   Right arm&lt;br /&gt;d)   The bottom part of my back&lt;br /&gt;e)   The front area that's covered by my panty&lt;br /&gt;Most of them answered, D.. probably coz its the ideal place to put my tattoo since my ass is ginormous, it would b easy for the artist,rite? LOL..&lt;br /&gt;and the second question was:&lt;br /&gt;5)    My favorite drink is ________.&lt;br /&gt;a)   Heineken Beer&lt;br /&gt;b)   100 Plus Isotonic Drink &lt;br /&gt;c)   Green Tea&lt;br /&gt;d)   Jack Daniels&lt;br /&gt;e)   Papermint Tea&lt;br /&gt;ok, majority answered A..was it that obvious? i dont even drink (much!) u guys..hahaha..its my fav beer, but i can live without them..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;my conclusion is, maybe these people know me better than i do myself,so perhaps their answers are the correct ones instead of the ones i fixed..hmm..time for self reflection..hehehe..till then,chow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-7135532399953888080?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/7135532399953888080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/04/2nd-entry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/7135532399953888080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/7135532399953888080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/04/2nd-entry.html' title='2nd entry..'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2696250800244879729.post-5598589781659137180</id><published>2009-04-24T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T09:32:56.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just trying out.</title><content type='html'>hi all..urrm..it's my first time blogging,not sure what i shud do or write..i did dis mainly coz few of my BFFs (Gwen, to name 1) seem to enjoy it, so y not i give it a try..lets see where i can go from here..ok,my name is esther..i love to eat..wait,lets rephrase that..i love food..i'm a very strict food critic..n am not afraid to tell it straight to ur face if ur food sucks..n i love boys too LOL..not necessarily good looking ones,but deffinately intersting ones..i love music..rock bands mostly..my current muse would b flyleaf..Love themm...my all time favs are the used, incubus, SOAD, SUM41, korn, taking back sunday to name a few..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SfHksdLfpVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/YdBXwEe4nSE/s1600-h/bert6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SfHksdLfpVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/YdBXwEe4nSE/s320/bert6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328291286554223954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;owh yeah,im a student..n love to hang out wif my BFFs..oh yeah,n i love dogs too..im planning on getting a Brown Spotted Boxers when i can afford 1..fell in love with them the moment i saw mr. Chen's (my mom ex boss) nicky..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SfHnsFuPmsI/AAAAAAAAAAk/4Miv0NLFL2k/s1600-h/boxer-puppy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 272px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SfHnsFuPmsI/AAAAAAAAAAk/4Miv0NLFL2k/s320/boxer-puppy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328294578792405698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;im so getting 1 of these..maybe 2..who can resist those eyes..aawwww.....&lt;br /&gt;so thats basically all about me..till next time..MUAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2696250800244879729-5598589781659137180?l=estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/feeds/5598589781659137180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-trying-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/5598589781659137180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2696250800244879729/posts/default/5598589781659137180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estherstarbelinda.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-trying-out.html' title='Just trying out.'/><author><name>EstherStar Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13046229767639501471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SuLIYldpNaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PpEOn7nrmRo/S220/5640_1151417394681_1505024641_388479_1840828_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z7C44873RY8/SfHksdLfpVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/YdBXwEe4nSE/s72-c/bert6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
