<?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-1597774582072087471</id><updated>2011-11-28T07:29:54.531+08:00</updated><category term='Life Tutorial'/><category term='Tragedy'/><category term='Jalan-Jalan Cari Makan'/><category term='Society Vs Vivio'/><category term='Celebration'/><category term='Me Myself and I'/><category term='Just 4 Laugh'/><category term='Vivio On Vacation~'/><category term='Life Center Stage'/><title type='text'>Dear diary...</title><subtitle type='html'>There was never yet an uninteresting life. Such a thing is an impossibility. Inside of the dullest exterior there is a drama, a comedy and perhaps...a tragedy.

Do not take life too seriously or you'll never get out of it alive...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-5555879564254988604</id><published>2009-10-09T00:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T01:16:55.747+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Tutorial'/><title type='text'>LeMoN/LeMoNaDe/LeMoN TeQuiLa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/Ss4eClWDhWI/AAAAAAAAAfI/92m3niK07HY/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 124px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/Ss4eClWDhWI/AAAAAAAAAfI/92m3niK07HY/s400/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390278833742251362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To quote from Hitz FM - "If life gives you a lemon, make a lemonade"&lt;p&gt;Im just wondering, what if I never favour lemon, lemonade or worse, even lemon tequila?? (I just mentioned IF coz I still heart tequila for the mean time)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you never favour lemon, it does not make a difference no matter how it transforms, isn't it??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hence, If life gives you a lemon, mail it to God and ask for apple. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597774582072087471-5555879564254988604?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5555879564254988604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=5555879564254988604' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/5555879564254988604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/5555879564254988604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2009/10/lemonlemonadelemon-tequila.html' title='LeMoN/LeMoNaDe/LeMoN TeQuiLa'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/Ss4eClWDhWI/AAAAAAAAAfI/92m3niK07HY/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-417711236236084214</id><published>2009-10-07T13:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T13:59:51.299+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tragedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Tutorial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Center Stage'/><title type='text'>Ain't acting - Just enjoying d SHOW!!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm just a little bit caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Life is a maze and love is a riddle&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't do it alone I've tried&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little girl lost in the moment&lt;br /&gt;I'm so scared but I don't show it&lt;br /&gt;I can't figure it out&lt;br /&gt;It's bringing me down I know&lt;br /&gt;I've got to let it go&lt;br /&gt;And just enjoy the show&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/1597774582072087471-417711236236084214?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/417711236236084214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=417711236236084214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/417711236236084214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/417711236236084214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-aint-acting-just-enjoying-d-show.html' title='Ain&apos;t acting - Just enjoying d SHOW!!~'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-5946056155484986232</id><published>2009-09-26T23:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T00:22:57.984+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tragedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Tutorial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Center Stage'/><title type='text'>Vio + Work = Bitch??</title><content type='html'>Never explain yourself. Your friends don’t need it and your enemies won’t believe it. -- Belgicia Howell&lt;p&gt;I guess I have much more enemy than I ever thought..especially when I have to constantly explain and apologise for things that I've never done, deal with conflict that im not actually aware of and nevertheless involve myself in misunderstanding that leaves me with no room to defence.&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/Sr4-MufFeAI/AAAAAAAAAeg/5WlFwFhj6ng/s400/25ee653d50ba0c22.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385810592739457026" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As rumours spread - Vivio, u r a bitch!!~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" The flying rumours gather'd as the roll'd, Scarce any tale was sooner heard than told; And all who told it added something new. And all who heard it made enlargements too - Alexander Pope"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597774582072087471-5946056155484986232?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5946056155484986232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=5946056155484986232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/5946056155484986232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/5946056155484986232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2009/09/vio-work-bitch.html' title='Vio + Work = Bitch??'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/Sr4-MufFeAI/AAAAAAAAAeg/5WlFwFhj6ng/s72-c/25ee653d50ba0c22.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-7910380482701053770</id><published>2009-07-12T01:30:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T14:14:05.871+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vivio On Vacation~'/><title type='text'>Bungy Jumping @ Phuket</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/Slja4L-geLI/AAAAAAAAAdw/31m-E8iwEWs/s1600-h/DSC01254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357272415579699378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/Slja4L-geLI/AAAAAAAAAdw/31m-E8iwEWs/s200/DSC01254.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bungy Jump - the game which meant for the brave one. Vivio who had always been loving excitement had said YES to it together with Chloe Bb &amp;amp; Chris (= We heard that there's 2 bungy jump in Phuket which one is cheaper than d other. Somehow, we do not wish that the newspapers published a headline titled "Saving of few penny causes death of law students in Malaysia" which sounds pathetic. Hence we paid 2000Baht (RM200) for the Bungy Jump managed by the New Zealand company. The fees included insurance, a cool T-shirt/Singlet and a certificate of courage which I wonder if it contributes to our working resume in future. &lt;p&gt;The video which consists of the full process of jumping has been uploaded in facebook and I shall upload here with the pictures took while jumping. The feeling is awesome when you dive down from the sky (though technically Im not really diving but  jumping) An advice for the first timers - Do not look down and see how high you are standing Coz that doesn't help but to freak you out more. There goes your courage when you stare and admire the scenery under your leg at the platform there.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357267834077751970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SljWtgjUqqI/AAAAAAAAAdA/InwhwJaXPq0/s400/DSC00007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357270726044638658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SljZV199XcI/AAAAAAAAAdg/M7xASRuFtow/s400/DSC00011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357269980404346930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SljYqcPdcDI/AAAAAAAAAdY/PM3bJ6QpiiQ/s400/DSC00016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357271753036626818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SljaRnz7e4I/AAAAAAAAAdo/jnfBFml9Bm4/s400/DSC00023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597774582072087471-7910380482701053770?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7910380482701053770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=7910380482701053770' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/7910380482701053770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/7910380482701053770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2009/07/bungy-jumping-phuket.html' title='Bungy Jumping @ Phuket'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/Slja4L-geLI/AAAAAAAAAdw/31m-E8iwEWs/s72-c/DSC01254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-3570884318455284982</id><published>2009-06-11T18:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T19:48:40.740+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Tutorial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Society Vs Vivio'/><title type='text'>Redundancy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SjDnJucc5RI/AAAAAAAAAcI/sy0xJPDV-hQ/s1600-h/180px-Palace_of_Justice_Putrajaya_Dec_2006_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346026911960982802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SjDnJucc5RI/AAAAAAAAAcI/sy0xJPDV-hQ/s400/180px-Palace_of_Justice_Putrajaya_Dec_2006_003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made a trip to Palace of Justice(POJ) in Putrajaya for some management case. POJ had somehow changes its name "Istana Kehakiman". Wait..I thought the direct translation of POJ in Bahasa Malaysia (BM) suppose to be "Istana Keadilan"?? While im doubting my own command of BM, I suddenly enlightened with the word of "Keadilan". I nearly forgotten that our ruling government is allergic towards the word of "Keadilan" Think you are smart enough to understand what it suppose to mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pardon me if I was being shallow in writing this entry but I seriously do not see any reason of the necessity of having whole rows of air conditioning and fans in a medium size cafeteria in this majestic POJ. (Do explain or correct me if you know the reason)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346024902632678306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SjDlUxHQI6I/AAAAAAAAAb4/2cnzbrHFot0/s400/DSC01629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As from the picture, you can notice that the fan is not those ordinary fan that you place at your home. Around the area of fan, you can see double black frame, which is actually the air conditioning system. If this is not cooling enough, try to look at this:-&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346024908211693298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SjDlVF5ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAcA/AuJYPFbn1_8/s400/DSC01631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Seems that our government has been extremely caring and understanding about the hot weather in Malaysia and this is for the good of our community. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;(anyhow, I din even see much homo sapiens there)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Having a luxurious palace as a court is just an indication telling people that justice requires lots of money.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597774582072087471-3570884318455284982?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3570884318455284982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=3570884318455284982' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/3570884318455284982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/3570884318455284982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2009/06/redundancy.html' title='Redundancy'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SjDnJucc5RI/AAAAAAAAAcI/sy0xJPDV-hQ/s72-c/180px-Palace_of_Justice_Putrajaya_Dec_2006_003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-2307279241739880686</id><published>2009-06-10T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T21:07:34.588+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me Myself and I'/><title type='text'>天蝎座</title><content type='html'>天蝎座是一个强烈的星座。他们的爱与恨，他们的人生观点，他们的生活方式，都充满了强烈二字，他们强烈的爱憎，强烈的需求，强烈的追求＆索取，而这些强烈的成分，也使天蝎座变得倔强而坚强.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天蝎座的外表往往看起来很老实，他们看起来安分守己，中规中矩，并不会第一眼就给人留下深刻印象。但是如果以为他们真的如此一般，那就是大错特错。天蝎们内心总是暗潮汹涌，他们对人生有着强烈的眷恋＆希冀，他们渴望权利，渴望金钱，更渴望爱情。他们常常不动声色，让人误以为他们沉默乏味。但是那其实只是他们在审时度势的不断观察。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他们的目标其实一贯都很明确，但他们是小心谨慎的，他们从不轻易暴露自己心中的想法。他们有着长期观察和考验的过程。不论是他们谋求一个职位还是得到一个人。一旦他们感到有把握，他们就会立刻出击，动作迅速，毫不犹豫，而且往往一击致胜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天蝎们的暗潮汹涌，令他们非常具有爆发力，而他们的爆发力之后又有着强烈持久的激情。这或许也可以作为天蝎何以总是排在排名前五的状况。他们诞生的时间，恰是步入中年时期的开端，个人开始卯足全力，以期能在未来达到巅峰。所以，天蝎们具备了许多分裂不融合的特质，而也使他们拥有比其他星座更多的持久能力。他们富有激情，而且是长期持久的激情。这在其他星座那里是鲜见的。他们如果认定了的人或事，是很难发生喜新厌旧的状态。所以他们最善于婚外情。因为他们太强烈，需要太多，而他们又如此稳定，所以可以保持更多。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;表里不一的报复心态&gt; &gt;&gt; &gt;天蝎们表面看来并没有那么强烈的特质，他们往往显得文静柔弱。但是他们内心坚如磐石，他们有着强烈的自我守护及占有欲望。但是天蝎们并不是真的那么心狠手辣。他们确实会坚定不移的报复那些曾经伤害他们的人，但是更多时候，天蝎们只是在心里想想而已。他们绝对不宽容，但是他们也并不是真的有他们自己想象中的心狠手辣，即便是成功报复后，他们也往往会自己承受一段时间的痛苦煎熬，这令天蝎们反复焦灼，也更体现了天蝎座矛盾的性格。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然矛盾是人生的一大特征，但是没有比天蝎座更能体现这个词汇含义的星座了。这个星座的人天生就在强烈的矛盾感中度过。这源于他们出生的时间就是开始尝试交融各种互相对立的矛盾事物的阶段。他们的表现有时候非常奇怪，让人觉得他们神秘莫测，他们对人的方式有时候非常晦涩，让人揣摩不到他们的真实意图，你以为他们所作所为是因为想要得到A，而真实答案是，他们要的可能不是A也不是B＆C，而是D！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以要尝试了解天蝎座人，确实需要经过漫长的磨合过程，要适应他们突然狂躁突然沉默的性格特征。在天蝎们要真正接纳一个人的时候，他们的状态是反复无常的，但是经过了这段时间的斗志斗勇后，天蝎们就会将你真正接受，而且基本能做到不离不弃。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天蝎座们许多人穷其一生都会感到焦灼＆痛苦，因为他们的欲望太强烈＆执着，而他们的性格又异常的倔强和坚强。他们需要的不仅仅是成功。其实他们常常是成功的，但是因为他们永远奋进的执着理想，和他们对美好事物的强烈占有欲望，使他们一生都在不端追寻而无法停下脚步，享受安逸的生活现状。天蝎们可以考量常常同双鱼们相处。从他们那里能学习到悲天悯人的纯真情怀，也能逐步放下紧张焦灼的状态。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597774582072087471-2307279241739880686?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2307279241739880686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=2307279241739880686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/2307279241739880686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/2307279241739880686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='天蝎座'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-2159207583254837666</id><published>2009-06-04T22:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T10:47:17.121+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Center Stage'/><title type='text'>BosSini</title><content type='html'>The previous weeks, I was showered with bundles of works and given dateline for most of the tasks. This happened till last friday when I had done all that I should have done plus few that I shouldn't be doing, Im feeling so bored in the office!!~ Whenever my boss entered the office I'll ask, "Sir, you have anything for me to do?" The answer seems to be negative always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boredom keeps striking thus I just unintentionally repeating the same question over and over again. My boss ended up give me a reply of "Hmm..you make me feel that my business is so bad till I can't provide you with any job." -.-!! Since then, I never see him in office more than 30minutes. Haha^^ Annoying Vivio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realized that my boss had actually employed another boss - Vivio, into his office. My major activities now seems to be sitting in office starring at four walls, sleeping, disturbing other clerks and lately watching movie. Once a while when my boss came in the office, he'll just throw me a task that I manage to finish within 30minute and im allowed to continue with my major activities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the meantime, my boss was away due to official matters in Land Office, Court, JPN, LHDN and etc. He is the boss but he is the one who running around for his business; Im his staff (cause he is paying me) but I just relax in the office. That makes me think, who's actually the B-O-S-S?? &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343482943202365810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SifdbQTvkXI/AAAAAAAAAbo/NTrUhzZnesU/s400/c76edd5d6e0fd68c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597774582072087471-2159207583254837666?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.lovetosave.com.my/vote.php?cid=8' title='BosSini'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2159207583254837666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=2159207583254837666' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/2159207583254837666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/2159207583254837666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2009/06/bossini.html' title='BosSini'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SifdbQTvkXI/AAAAAAAAAbo/NTrUhzZnesU/s72-c/c76edd5d6e0fd68c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-3587763058826132577</id><published>2009-06-02T19:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:42:37.316+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Tutorial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Center Stage'/><title type='text'>Work vs Study</title><content type='html'>This is Vivio's third week of attachment. She was once complaining how bad is the life as a student but now she missed the peaceful life so much. Have to say that she cant wait for this month to end ASAP.Hehe^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SiUP60Tl4qI/AAAAAAAAAbg/2Gfy5KOGm-Y/s1600-h/f5d22c2a49045f3a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342694036092609186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SiUP60Tl4qI/AAAAAAAAAbg/2Gfy5KOGm-Y/s200/f5d22c2a49045f3a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What Vivio hates most is waking up in the early morning. Then, have to put on an "its-a-brand-new-day" face while she is actually born with a yawning face and a pair of barely open eyes. This lasted till 5pm. She misses the day when she can have more sleep and attend class if only she happens to wake up on time, misses the time when you can have half day study and half day loitering and have fun with friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The grass always seems to be greener on the other side. When you study, you wish to work; when you work, you wish to study. When you have bundles of works and less rest, you wish to have more rest and less work; when you have less work but plenty time to rest, you wish that you are provided with more work -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's how ironic life can be. The answer to this being - Moderation as the key to success. So, Vivio, treasure your this few weeks of working so that you wont complaint about quitting study and work when you are suppose to study, deal??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Moderation is the silken string running through the pearl chain of all virtues - Joseph Hall" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597774582072087471-3587763058826132577?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3587763058826132577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=3587763058826132577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/3587763058826132577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/3587763058826132577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2009/06/work-vs-study.html' title='Work vs Study'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SiUP60Tl4qI/AAAAAAAAAbg/2Gfy5KOGm-Y/s72-c/f5d22c2a49045f3a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-2485150974626370193</id><published>2009-05-20T18:34:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T20:08:28.372+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Society Vs Vivio'/><title type='text'>Marriage )= Or (=</title><content type='html'>Today is the third day Vivio has her internship in law firm. Has been dealing with numerous litigation case especially regarding matrimonial matters. Human, they are just weird - deeply falling in love, excitingly getting married, merrily gifted with kids, happily living for few years, miserably gone through quarrels then pathetically petition for divorce and custody of the kids and lastly, greedily asking for maintenance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/ShPq4Sx9SNI/AAAAAAAAAas/Z6gNv9aH2NM/s1600-h/b2396420c17aaa44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337868236199119058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 110px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 91px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/ShPq4Sx9SNI/AAAAAAAAAas/Z6gNv9aH2NM/s320/b2396420c17aaa44.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was being assigned a divorce case where our client, a 60years old man wanted to file petition for divorce with his 49years old wife. I seriously do not understand the reason of divorcing at that age. Usually, husband and wife at this age, no matter how bad they quarreled, how much they hate each other,they'll somehow still live together for the rest of their life. The first thought that came across my mind on this case is :-Does this oldman plans to remarry?? Or he just do not want the wife to get any of his property when he is dead?? Haha^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/ShPq4Ut1dFI/AAAAAAAAAak/joy7uS-jv5k/s1600-h/b796445a861e55b2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/ShPrP5sAtjI/AAAAAAAAAa0/moUrYn6-ISk/s1600-h/b796445a861e55b2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337868641780151858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/ShPrP5sAtjI/AAAAAAAAAa0/moUrYn6-ISk/s320/b796445a861e55b2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another task of mine is on fighting the rights of custody. My master told me most man out of the reason of ego would want at least the care and control of the kids due to the main reason of fearing the change of surname on their children when the wife remarry. How pathetic is this. I do curious is it that important to keep your surname on your children when you do not even bother much about his/her upbringing anymore. *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought marriage is a decision that you had vowed for life but it seems to me that I'm living in Utopia if to say that nowadays. What I don't understand is if you do not plan to be with that person for life, why you get married at the first instance?? Perhaps some people just love to provide business opportunity for the lawyers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe, people just get married because:-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337871369375654130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/ShPtuqxdIPI/AAAAAAAAAbE/k_AeCizT-_U/s400/17589feb485dd1f8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Or :-&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337872163828915026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/ShPuc6V321I/AAAAAAAAAbM/PpLmNYtquCw/s400/crazy_marriage4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or :-&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337873220492481058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/ShPvaauGUiI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Ry8t9pUlwUI/s400/cartoon_pregnant_woman_01.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;P/S : This picture is the biggest as it signifies the most frequent reason tat contributes to marriage!!~ Haha^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Parents used to have lots of children; now children have lots of parents - Guro Hansen Helskog &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597774582072087471-2485150974626370193?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2485150974626370193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=2485150974626370193' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/2485150974626370193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/2485150974626370193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2009/05/marriage-or.html' title='Marriage )= Or (='/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/ShPq4Sx9SNI/AAAAAAAAAas/Z6gNv9aH2NM/s72-c/b2396420c17aaa44.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-6612704795820725137</id><published>2009-04-27T16:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T17:50:06.912+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Center Stage'/><title type='text'>He's Just Not That Into You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SfV_DwfwSPI/AAAAAAAAAaU/lM8MTo8RMAY/s1600-h/hes_just_not_that_into_you_ver2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329305436597274866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SfV_DwfwSPI/AAAAAAAAAaU/lM8MTo8RMAY/s320/hes_just_not_that_into_you_ver2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watched a movie tiltled "He's Just Not That Into You" and Im so loving it. ^^ It has a real funny, meaningful and touching storyline. The movie examined the doubts and conflicts that usually arise in love and relationship, giving examples of what's the rule and what's the exception. This is different from those happily ever after love story that we used to watch and I'll give a rate 5/5 for the movie. Here are some very classic lines from the movie:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) We are all programmed to believe that if a guy acts like a total jerk that means he likes you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) I may dissect each little thing and put myself out there so much but at least that means that I still care. Oh! You've think you won because women are expendable to you. You may not get hurt or make an ass of yourself that way but you don't fall in love that way either. You have not won. You're alone. I may do a lot of stupid shit but I'm still a lot closer to love than you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3) If a guy treats you like he doesn't give a sh*t, it's because he doesn't give a shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4) If a guy doesn't call you, he doesn't want to call you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(5) Girls are taught a lot of stuff growing up: if a boy punches you he likes you, never try to trim your own bangs, and someday you will meet a wonderful guy and get your very own happy ending. every movie we see, every story we're told implores us to wait for it: the third act twist, the unexpected declaration of love, the exception to the rule. but sometimes we're so focused on finding our happy ending we don't learn how to read the signs. how to tell the ones who want us from the ones who don't, the ones who will stay and the ones who will leave. and maybe a happy ending doesn't include a guy, maybe it's you, on your own, picking up the pieces and starting over, freeing yourself up for something better in the future. maybe the happy ending is just moving on. or maybe the happy ending is this: knowing after all the unreturned phone calls and broken-hearts, through the blunders and misread signals, through all the pain and embarrassment... you never gave up hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the quotes above, try check the love signs you are getting and see whether those are rules or exceptions. I laughed and I cried. Perhpas, you should consider bringing your special one for the movie and discuss about it as well!!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597774582072087471-6612704795820725137?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6612704795820725137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=6612704795820725137' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/6612704795820725137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/6612704795820725137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2009/04/hes-just-not-that-into-you.html' title='He&apos;s Just Not That Into You'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SfV_DwfwSPI/AAAAAAAAAaU/lM8MTo8RMAY/s72-c/hes_just_not_that_into_you_ver2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-3387533864648604763</id><published>2009-04-16T21:10:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T23:31:43.634+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vivio On Vacation~'/><title type='text'>VioLIn Siem Reap @ Angkor Wat</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325288122327572850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/Sec5VSnxIXI/AAAAAAAAAXk/jd5rIbT8u4I/s320/DSC00517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The second day, we headed to Angkor Wat. The entrance is rather pricey which costs us USD$20 per head per day for tourists. The visiting hour for day of purchase is from 5.30am to 5.30pm. However, we bought the entry pass on 12/4 around 5.30pm hence we are allowed to go in on 12/4 to watch the sunset while the entry pass is dated 13/4. The Angkor Wat is the must-visit spot in Cambodia. You'll be amazed by the architectural work done by those ancient people. We have machines and tools to help us in construction nowadays but people who built Angkor Wat have nothing but their bare hands to construct EVERYTHING. Vivio truly salutes them and applause for their greatness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those people who loves photo shooting, Angkor Wat would be a heaven for you BUT it does requires you to do lots of climbing and walking around in order to get the nice shot. Im not professional in photo shooting but im very well in climbing and jumping around so these are SOME of the pictures I took (If you want more, ask from me personally):-&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325293159932910082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/Sec96hKeWgI/AAAAAAAAAYs/ALMUAnHv9jo/s400/DSC00530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325293159036764626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/Sec96d00QdI/AAAAAAAAAYk/kxo6ygmOwYw/s400/DSC00537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325293154418251010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/Sec96MnrVQI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zuVWJlGRMTU/s400/DSC00538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325293152840314050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/Sec96Gvd7MI/AAAAAAAAAYU/CSWGf6Bkac4/s400/DSC00550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325293149287998466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/Sec955gh5AI/AAAAAAAAAYM/e_AEOLIYAwk/s400/DSC00564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crafting on Angkor Wat is really awesome. Vivio is so bad in art and seriously wonder how those ancient people manage to come out with such fine and artistic pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325290574598828050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/Sec7kCCy8BI/AAAAAAAAAYE/HZkvb1D7Ck4/s400/DSC00543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325290571018644466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/Sec7j0tNq_I/AAAAAAAAAX8/dHEm-jFX6YA/s400/DSC00533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325290566155327266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/Sec7jiltVyI/AAAAAAAAAX0/YMEmrThPILg/s400/DSC00516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325290565677766546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/Sec7jgz2V5I/AAAAAAAAAXs/RQWUJ6zv94U/s400/DSC00506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;However, parts of Angkor Wat has been destoyed by the weather, roots and human being. Few places are close for admission because the building is collapsing due to the rain and no longer safe for entrance. The trees are growing old and the roots had slowly breaks into the structure of the building and causes more damages on the buildings. Besides, some parts of the statute (especially head) has been stolen by people hence we'll see lots headless statute here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325304335533099506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SedIFBhMSfI/AAAAAAAAAaE/Z1D8jq3HDLM/s400/DSC00476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325304343249570130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SedIFeQ8SVI/AAAAAAAAAaM/DMY_Bn_X-PU/s400/DSC00535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Started to miss Cambodia when I looked back on those pictures. Somehow, I do not wish to stay there coz I LOVE MALAYSIA more.^^ Perhaps should pay another visit during the raining season but not during their new year. Stay tuned for the next tourist spot im heading to on mid of May --&gt; Redang~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1597774582072087471-3387533864648604763?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3387533864648604763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=3387533864648604763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/3387533864648604763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/3387533864648604763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2009/04/violin-siem-reap-angkor-wat.html' title='VioLIn Siem Reap @ Angkor Wat'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/Sec5VSnxIXI/AAAAAAAAAXk/jd5rIbT8u4I/s72-c/DSC00517.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-5863064864648225767</id><published>2009-04-16T19:47:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:19:11.883+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vivio On Vacation~'/><title type='text'>VioLIn Siem Reap @ Tonle Sap Lake</title><content type='html'>Vivio was on vacation to Cambodia during her study week. YES!!~People busy studying, She went on vacation. *envy grins* She was keep texting her friends complaining almost everything once she get down from the plane. Well, it isn't really tat bad after all. If you have less expectation and bear in mind that you are visiting an undeveloped country, it is actually a nice tourist spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325277758814216514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/Secv6Dho4UI/AAAAAAAAAWk/lRXLmrMFA_4/s320/DSC00449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The thing that she complained most is on the weather. The sunlight is more likely piercing through every inch of your skin harshly, leaving its victorious marks telling you "Hey people, I've conquered you and you are now well-roasted". Undoubtedly, Malaysia is very hot too BUT at least we are gifted with chilled breezes. She has been there 4 few days somehow she is still yet to see a slight movement on the branches nor the leaves even though she is surrounded by all the trees. *sigh* The best description on the weather there will be - placing yourself in an oven marinated with dust.&lt;/p&gt;The first day of my trip is the visit to the well-known Tonle Sap Lake that we used to study about in Geography during our schooling time.Due to the reason that the place is rather undeveloped. Vivio had summarised Tonle Sap Lake in 3colours namely Blue, Brown and Green. Here are the proofs:-&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325267130449358530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SecmPZx_bsI/AAAAAAAAAWE/q536NopUaI8/s320/DSC00460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325266505999012162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SeclrDhbUUI/AAAAAAAAAV8/t5lHWnY7hSI/s320/DSC00453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325266501085446450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SeclqxN8QTI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Xhwe0R5u88I/s320/DSC00451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;People who stays on the Lake conduct all their daily routines on the lake i.e. women from buying groceries to cooking to washing, children from playing to schooling to earning, men from praying to working to resting. Schools, hospitals, restaurants and churches are all built on the the lake. To my surprise, they can even rear pig on the lake. The poo and pee there, but at the same time, the lake is their water resource too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Playing Basketball &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325271994750619442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SecqqityTzI/AAAAAAAAAWM/8u1xv3cIfa4/s320/DSC00455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Children playing on the Lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325271998586172754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SecqqxAQNVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/GONQzqbQA9s/s320/DSC00456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325272002018039442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/Secqq9yeVpI/AAAAAAAAAWc/N2KBja8xEis/s320/DSC00454.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Along the way till the center of the Lake, you can see mother bringing their children aged 2-6years old begging for money or selling soft drinks and souvenirs to you. It is rather pathetic to see these and makes Vivio feel rather lucky that she at least do not have to beg for money and work when she was in that age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;At the end of the trip to Tonle Sap Lake, Vivio was keep thinking that sometimes when we are complaining how God has been cruel to us, comparing ourselves to those who are luckier than us, perhaps we should take a look at what we have and feel content about it comparing to those who are not so lucky. In conclusion, Vivio, you are so damn lucky so STOP complaining anymore!!~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597774582072087471-5863064864648225767?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5863064864648225767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=5863064864648225767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/5863064864648225767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/5863064864648225767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2009/04/violin-siem-reap-cambodia-tonle-sap.html' title='VioLIn Siem Reap @ Tonle Sap Lake'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/Secv6Dho4UI/AAAAAAAAAWk/lRXLmrMFA_4/s72-c/DSC00449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-969241361221450504</id><published>2009-03-31T16:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T17:18:18.749+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tragedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Tutorial'/><title type='text'>Why so serious??</title><content type='html'>Was just wondering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I actually need a ground for naming people as "bitch", "jerk" or maybe "scum"???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I happen to personally not favouring someone due to the things he/she did and I tell my friends about it, am I consider as defaming that particular person??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I prefer not telling things out verbally but place the incident in writings on my blog to express my thought on that particular person in the mentioned incident??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I write, I reserved in mentioning that particular person's name but on the other hand stated some details of that person to describe him/her...And..That makes me wonder : Aren't the readers are the one who is actually accusing people since I'm just writing what is in my mind and smart readers can have their judgment after reading, right?? To what extent you believe in what I write, to what extent that you know I'm bullshitting..&lt;br /&gt;Aren't you still not adult enough to judge??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't take things that seriously when it comes to blog entries..Its after all a personal and casual writing anyway..If you prefer to be serious, perhaps you should consider searching for journals and articles and place yourself into the whole bundle of them till you choked yourself than to do blog hopping and read what happens in people's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: It goes on." --Robert Frost&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597774582072087471-969241361221450504?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/969241361221450504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=969241361221450504' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/969241361221450504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/969241361221450504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-so-serious.html' title='Why so serious??'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-7048168905795720616</id><published>2009-03-17T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T22:56:53.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jalan-Jalan Cari Makan'/><title type='text'>Yankies Hut ~ U sucks!!~</title><content type='html'>It was Andrew's birthday and hence we decided to dine together There's thsi place named Yankies Hut located in Kajang which had quite a good reviews from my friends hence we are so excited to try out on this new dining spot that we found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great disappoinment I should say. I feel that I seriously can cook much better and bakar better fish that they did. At least, I still know where to get fresher fish to serve people. I never been to a dining place which can be worse than what I just went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, as I mentioned earlier, the fish sucks!! We ordered 1 Ikan Kerapu and 1 Ikan Pari. The Ikan Keparu still consider as edible since it was being deep fried but the Ikan Pari which was being bakar taste horribly. The fish itself already stinks like rotten fish and the texture (I lost words in describing). What I say is just worse than terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the fishes, we ordered kangkung belacan but seems like the kitchen had most probably ran out of belacan or chillies. Its tasteless. Fried Sotong tasteless but luckily they provided us with some ketchup and causes the fried sotong still at least taste like Ketchup. The drinks, I guess they have no stock on nescafe either cause I ordered a big jug of nescafe and I ended up have to put in the Baskin Robbin's Espresso and Creme ice cream to flavour my nescafe. The only food which tastes normal would be the white rice. So if you just wish to have white rice as meal, do op for Yankies Hut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left the part of food served aside, the environment was designed to be like a village style BUT Im not sure if Its due to I were born and brought up in a city, I never really tried having a whole family of cats (which made up of 5/6 of them) sitting and starring at me hungrily while im eating the fish as if they'll be jumping up and grab whatever Im having. This really freaks me badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the service part, its again sucks. The waiters are all day-dreaming and working like wandering ghost. The entire restaurant was empty when we were there yet it takes them forever to serve and approach us. The waiter can even holds his phone while taking order and the phone was keep on ringing. -.-!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, try guess how much I've spent for such terrible meal?? It costs us RM78.40 for this terrible meal. RM 20 for the rotten Ikan Pari, RM30 for the not fresh but luckily deep fried Ikan Kerapu. We seriously feel like being robbed in a pirate ship, not by Johnny Depp (at least he's good looking) but by the scary Davy Jones. HUH!!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before Im ending the entry, 2 of my friends is having diarrhea NOW!!~ So people, if you feel like cleansing your stomach after a long period of constipation, throw all your medicine away and kindly visit Yankies Hut @ Kajang NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597774582072087471-7048168905795720616?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7048168905795720616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=7048168905795720616' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/7048168905795720616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/7048168905795720616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2009/03/yankies-hut-u-sucks.html' title='Yankies Hut ~ U sucks!!~'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-225338701362297645</id><published>2009-03-07T16:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T16:28:56.934+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just 4 Laugh'/><title type='text'>Just 4 laugh XP</title><content type='html'>Vivio received a number of complaints that the entries written here are too full with words and bizarre phrases hence I shall keep things simple where there are times that I'll just use picture to illustrate things. Agree??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's entry is simple, U just have to refer back to my previous entry on VioLIn KK ~ Wildlife Park and here I would laid down the contradiction - 8 reasons on why you shouldnt go to zoo (Especially you are bringing kids with you!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SbItwpV_uRI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Pq7MnyBGNZs/s1600-h/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310357224378317074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SbItwpV_uRI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Pq7MnyBGNZs/s320/1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SbItw7AIEVI/AAAAAAAAATY/eOKy5Acsi8M/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310357229118427474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SbItw7AIEVI/AAAAAAAAATY/eOKy5Acsi8M/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SbItxQmeBWI/AAAAAAAAATo/9fGIytu73Sk/s1600-h/4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310357234916394338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SbItxQmeBWI/AAAAAAAAATo/9fGIytu73Sk/s320/4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SbItxdlRxdI/AAAAAAAAATw/X9wOsJJRK2Q/s1600-h/5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310357238401058258" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SbItxdlRxdI/AAAAAAAAATw/X9wOsJJRK2Q/s320/5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SbItw8SCHLI/AAAAAAAAATg/-uMf5vajQfw/s1600-h/3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310357229461970098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SbItw8SCHLI/AAAAAAAAATg/-uMf5vajQfw/s320/3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SbIu6IK-mWI/AAAAAAAAAT4/iOF3589vvt0/s1600-h/6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310358486784055650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SbIu6IK-mWI/AAAAAAAAAT4/iOF3589vvt0/s320/6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SbIu6TOZzFI/AAAAAAAAAUA/-WuIb6ica1Q/s1600-h/7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310358489751211090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SbIu6TOZzFI/AAAAAAAAAUA/-WuIb6ica1Q/s320/7.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SbIu6p8ZmNI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Rm2Njb9H-lw/s1600-h/8.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310358495849715922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SbIu6p8ZmNI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Rm2Njb9H-lw/s320/8.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seriously wonder what should I answer if my 3yrs old kid suddenly popped out with :" Mom, what are these animals doing??" *speechless*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1597774582072087471-225338701362297645?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/225338701362297645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=225338701362297645' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/225338701362297645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/225338701362297645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-4-laugh-xp.html' title='Just 4 laugh XP'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SbItwpV_uRI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Pq7MnyBGNZs/s72-c/1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-5939971163093333792</id><published>2009-02-12T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T00:35:30.744+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tragedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Tutorial'/><title type='text'>Karma - What Goes Around Comes Around</title><content type='html'>How many people actually believed in Karma?? Vivio is a true believer in karma. You get what you give, whether it's bad or good. Illogically, You might think that she just being superstitious; logically, you'll realize that it is in fact only a law of cause and effect. Karma is the effects of all deeds actively created by our past, future, and present experiences. Thus, we are responsible for our own life, including the pain and joy it brings to ourself and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to popular misconception, karma has nothing to do with punishment and reward. It exists as part of our holographic universe's binary or dualistic operating system only to teach us responsibility for our creations and all things we experience are our creations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had planted few bad seeds recently, was wondering all these happened because those parties involved owed me in the past life and thus they are returning everything to me now by these incidents OR I had done a new bad cause and hence I'll have to return everything to them in my next life?? I heard a quote of "Born because of the karma of their past mistakes, they make more mistakes, and fall into mistakes", does this means that human'll just over and over again suffered from this visual cycle of cause and effect??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's never a definite answer for the question. Somehow, we just try every possible way to be good to people around; love and kindness are never wasted, they bless the one who receives them and the giver. While for the bad deeds that I ever planted, I understand that nothing can exist without a cause hence I'll pay for what I do and what I become someday. With blessings to myself that I'll free from all resentful thoughts and kindly forgive me for whatever I've done wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Karma moves in two directions. If we act virtuously, the seed we plant will result in happiness. If we act non virtuously, suffering results" - Sakyong Mipham&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597774582072087471-5939971163093333792?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5939971163093333792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=5939971163093333792' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/5939971163093333792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/5939971163093333792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2009/02/karma-what-goes-around-comes-around.html' title='Karma - What Goes Around Comes Around'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-4868617901857109123</id><published>2009-02-03T20:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T22:35:02.486+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Center Stage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>Kids - They merried the CNY (=</title><content type='html'>Its been long since Vivio last updated her blog. Wasn't in a right mood so better off not writting than keeping tonnes of entries that truly depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time flies...All I remember what I did throughout the new year (perhaps every new year) is getting Angpow, eat, eat, eat and eat nevertheless drink drink drink and drink. This has been the same since years. I spent most of the time with family and not much on friends. Frankly, Its rather bored BUT this year, Im loving to be with the family. Reason being, I have 3 new members in the family. &gt;.&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My family was dominant by young boys and middle-aged ladies. Whenever we have reunion dinner, you can imagine my whole gang of aunties chit chatting and gossiping non-stop while another whole table of boys'll be talking about football or their working/study stuff..While for gals, 3 of us just sit there and drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the existence of my nephews and niece, I seriously feel that they added so much livelihood and laughter to the reunion dinner. It signifies hope and a dream of possibilities for the family. Im not sure its because me myself loving kids or they seriously did, I just enjoyed the dinner so much. Never coz the food, partly coz the drink, and mainly coz the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SYhOsPmS_TI/AAAAAAAAAS4/EAecBdrdi7Q/s1600-h/Tian+Xin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298571483609759026" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SYhOsPmS_TI/AAAAAAAAAS4/EAecBdrdi7Q/s200/Tian+Xin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SYhPFCVzdOI/AAAAAAAAATI/07eAdmwAqzg/s1600-h/DSC00213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298571909547652322" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SYhPFCVzdOI/AAAAAAAAATI/07eAdmwAqzg/s200/DSC00213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was seriously wondering how my child'll look like after I saw them. While I was daydreaming about all these things, reality somehow hits me with the fact that Im still far beyond what I has been always wishing for. Perhaps, I wont be able to be a mom; if I happen to be one, I guess Im no longer a good mom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A baby will make love stronger, days shorter, nights longer, bankroll smaller, home happier, clothes shabbier, the past forgotten, and the future worth living for - Author unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597774582072087471-4868617901857109123?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/4868617901857109123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=4868617901857109123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/4868617901857109123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/4868617901857109123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2009/02/kids-they-merried-cny.html' title='Kids - They merried the CNY (='/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SYhOsPmS_TI/AAAAAAAAAS4/EAecBdrdi7Q/s72-c/Tian+Xin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-519626972277339610</id><published>2009-01-13T21:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T23:40:08.687+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tragedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me Myself and I'/><title type='text'>Ex lovers - friends or strangers??</title><content type='html'>I remembered a friend of mine told me that a couple wouldn't be friends after they broke up, if they happened to be, its either one party has been constantly giving in due to love or both of them had never really love each other. I USED to totally disagree with the above opinion as I was rather fine with my ex-es.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, my good record was being broken by someone that had seriously pissed me off. The first ever ex of mine that turns out to be a stranger after we broke up. I was thinking that we really can be friends but all these was just an utopia when I realized a series of lies from him and stupid silly Vivio was actually just being taken for granted. This is when an ex lover becomes stranger because you know it well that its over and treating him as your friend'll just hurt you more at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For ex-es who remain as friends, its not that I never really love. I swear to god that at the time Im with them, I vowed to be with them for life. Perhaps I had acted as the party who love and constantly giving in for them, after all, I don't stop loving them, I just simply learn to live without them and hoping that they have a better life ahead even their happiness have no part of me. When storms happened, when they are lost, Im still always and forever there for them. Pathetic Vivio, but who is the one who'll wipe away your tears and be there for you when you are miserable??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I do wonder that when they look into my eyes and watch my heart shatter, does it break their heart too?? or crack a little bit?? or nothing?? *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done with all these craps. Just hope that life'll be better ahead for Vivio, for people who loves Vivio and nevertheless for the people whom Vivio loves. *muacks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If we never felt sorrow, we'd never recognize bliss. At this rate I should be in a full state of bliss for the rest of my days" - Dennis Quaid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597774582072087471-519626972277339610?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/519626972277339610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=519626972277339610' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/519626972277339610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/519626972277339610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2009/01/ex-lovers-friends-or-strangers.html' title='Ex lovers - friends or strangers??'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-3433952299927765465</id><published>2009-01-02T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T01:26:09.821+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tragedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me Myself and I'/><title type='text'>Farewell 2008, Welcome 2009</title><content type='html'>I never really have any new year resolution, plan and worse not even a wish for every year. Somehow I do look back on 31st of Dec to see what I've done for every particular year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 seems to be a year that I progressed a lot, perhaps a year that I had learned too much compared to those previous one. Started to have a new concept on life, relation, marriage, friendship, family and lots more. Vivio had no longer taking life as serious as she used to be, no longer placing herself in a distress condition to please the whole world but not herself and no longer bother about what people had been gossiping about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She finally finds it acceptable to have a relation that remains people to be single at the same time, friends who acted as couple at times, marriage that doesnt everlasting anymore and acknowledge the importance of having family members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grown up, having a different perspective now somehow makes her more likely to lost herself again and to be exact, she actually did. She just answered a friend of hers that she has no freaking idea at all what she wanted in life. She has been keep telling herself about ignorance but at the end, I just feel like she is running away from everything rather than the literally ignoring. Anyhow, farewell 2008, thanks alot that I've learned and slightly wiser now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times that she just feel like breaking down and cry, just keep crying BUT she knew it so well that tears doesn't help, life wouldn't be better no matter how loud she cried, misery wouldn't disappear, fact remains unchanged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009, is just another year, nothing to be really cheer on. She just hopes that this year'll be better. Pray hard to the God not to force her learn so fast by experiencing a series of tragedies again, pray hard that she'll be given a better route to walk in 2009. Welcome 2009!!!~ Better days ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597774582072087471-3433952299927765465?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3433952299927765465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=3433952299927765465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/3433952299927765465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/3433952299927765465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2009/01/farewell-2008-welcome-2009.html' title='Farewell 2008, Welcome 2009'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-5049218853343980954</id><published>2008-12-28T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T23:14:24.973+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me Myself and I'/><title type='text'>If Only...</title><content type='html'>Have any one of you ever regreted a decision you made?? If only you could turn back time, do you wish that you had chosen the other route to lead your life??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivio does has things that she regreted. A stupid silly sohpoh indeed for recklessly planted a cooked seed that obviously doesnt grow and never will grow. Recklessly as I mentioned is because she is aware that cooked seed doesnt grow but somehow she still accidentally did that. Remedy for the above situation shall be -&gt; Ignorance is Bliss ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving that aside, we shall here talk about regrets. Regret - because we thought we should have done something better than what we did, because we know we made the wrong decision, because we never know what is the outcome if we had chosen the other path. Human does make mistake and that's why we do regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I do come across people who'll never regret. Allow me to quote someone whom I used to be very close with, he told me "I cant undone the things that I had done so what I'll do is only apologise. You may take it or just leave it." God, forgive him that he never know what he had done wrong because you can feel a sense of insincerity from his apology, he never regret because he thought he is right that he done his part of apologising and its my fault for not accepting it. Anyhow, not learning is his own problem at the end of the day, Vivio is not kind enough to assist a stranger in learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about things that Vivio regretted, the situation'll be rather similar to a song named My Way by Frank Sinatra. "Regrets, I've had a few; But then again, too few to mention. I did what I had to do and saw it through without exemption" She done her possible very best in every situation perhaps she should never have any regret for the MEANTIME. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" We must all suffer from one of two pains: the pains of discipline or the pain of regret. The difference is discipline weighs ounces while regret weighs tons." - Jim Rohn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597774582072087471-5049218853343980954?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5049218853343980954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=5049218853343980954' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/5049218853343980954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/5049218853343980954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2008/12/if-only.html' title='If Only...'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-7659485527500769556</id><published>2008-12-01T00:13:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T14:51:26.498+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vivio On Vacation~'/><title type='text'>VioLIn KK ~ War Memorial</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The war memorial was situated at Kundasang. Guess this is what makes it so different with our Cameron Highland since you wont be able to see such nice place in Cameron. The place is made up of English Garden and Australia Garden. The first 2 pictures are the English Garden and the remaining 2 are Australia Garden.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274498717609180162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STLIo19ZPAI/AAAAAAAAARQ/iEkfXqtpyfs/s320/DSC_5104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274497433820181298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STLHeHePszI/AAAAAAAAARI/iXOgZVFqn48/s320/DSC_5111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274490760881512178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STLBZs1sHvI/AAAAAAAAAQg/m3whhdt-NYw/s320/DSC_5102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274495142170437266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STLFYuaXppI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/0nA3R_YYGCU/s320/DSC_5132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here are few pictures we took there (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STOEeQkqmUI/AAAAAAAAAR4/XF0zb4Rtfrw/s1600-h/DSC00598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274705243960678722" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STOEeQkqmUI/AAAAAAAAAR4/XF0zb4Rtfrw/s200/DSC00598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STOEfCKbxeI/AAAAAAAAASA/X3ZknG6S-Io/s1600-h/DSC_5116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274705257272428002" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STOEfCKbxeI/AAAAAAAAASA/X3ZknG6S-Io/s200/DSC_5116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STOGdX2QR-I/AAAAAAAAASQ/VTBa_D1an3s/s1600-h/DSC_5113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274707427756885986" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STOGdX2QR-I/AAAAAAAAASQ/VTBa_D1an3s/s200/DSC_5113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STOGdOVxezI/AAAAAAAAASI/k6Cu_Ri0_qQ/s1600-h/DSC00595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274707425204730674" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STOGdOVxezI/AAAAAAAAASI/k6Cu_Ri0_qQ/s200/DSC00595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 2 signboards which actually rather misleading but funny. Wonder if its because the place was managed by the British or Australian and that causes them to have a real bad command of BM and it indirectly shows that only Malaysian'll do such uncivilized act since a BM signboard was stood up in English Garden and the visitors are mostly foreigners. Take a look at this -&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STOHfPPuN2I/AAAAAAAAASg/hRI05R100zE/s1600-h/DSC00614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274708559319152482" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STOHfPPuN2I/AAAAAAAAASg/hRI05R100zE/s200/DSC00614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STOHe4VERLI/AAAAAAAAASY/mFw7VY0D6qo/s1600-h/DSC00605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274708553167553714" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STOHe4VERLI/AAAAAAAAASY/mFw7VY0D6qo/s200/DSC00605.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously from the first picture, a CCTV'll be rewarded if you steal flowers and paid that RM100 of fine. Well, if you pay $800 (if convert to Ringgit -&gt; 800 x 3.5 = RM2800) then you'll be rewarded with a TV, perhaps a plasma one. So, people, what are you waiting for?? Go grab it today while stock last!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1597774582072087471-7659485527500769556?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7659485527500769556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=7659485527500769556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/7659485527500769556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/7659485527500769556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2008/12/violin-kk-war-memorial.html' title='VioLIn KK ~ War Memorial'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STLIo19ZPAI/AAAAAAAAARQ/iEkfXqtpyfs/s72-c/DSC_5104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-3343158975089167686</id><published>2008-11-30T23:08:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T15:09:06.231+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vivio On Vacation~'/><title type='text'>VioLIn KK ~ Kundasang</title><content type='html'>We made a trip up to Kundasang early morning somehow we came across a deadly accident that happen on the way there and causes 45minutes of delay. The accident was due to failure in taking over. I remember i used to keep telling people a lame joke about car taking over. There will be only 2 consequences on the taking over which is firstly, you may reach your destination 7minutes earlier or else you'll have to wait till 7days later to reach home. This lame joke was somehow not being mentioned again after a death of a friend. I find it kinda hard to accept the fact that you are telling a friend a joke and the joke turns out to be a reality on him. Just hope that everyone could drive safely (even though Im one of the dangerous drivers BUT Im seriously trying to drive safely already), I do not wish to lose anyone, be it if you are my family, relatives, friends, stranger or even enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274713906354292562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STOMWegPh1I/AAAAAAAAASo/TpshCeRAyrI/s320/DSC_5114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Well, back to the trip of Kundasang. It was sort of similar to the Cameron Highlands back in Peninsular. People there do planting - fruits, vegetable, tea n etc, the weather is cool, activities which can be done are such as visiting nursery, sightseeing, hiking (Reachable to Mount Kinabalu) and etc. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STK0rLXrGnI/AAAAAAAAAPw/NuqcuS-yzVk/s1600-h/DSC00530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274476767483730546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STK0rLXrGnI/AAAAAAAAAPw/NuqcuS-yzVk/s200/DSC00530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We first visited the Mesilau Nature Resort. It is a resort situated somewhere up the hill and made up by few different types of chalet. Perhaps Im not in the luck, I've missed the chance to see Mount Kinabalu due to heavy fog. Aunt Lee told me that you can see the Mount Kinabalu so near and clearly when you are there. Anyhow, Mount Kinabalu has been hiding away from me and I didn't even see it during the entire visit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STK2wyc0nSI/AAAAAAAAAP4/K5SRXV1o3JU/s1600-h/DSC00564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274479062896909602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STK2wyc0nSI/AAAAAAAAAP4/K5SRXV1o3JU/s200/DSC00564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We then move to the nursery. Entrance fee was only RM2 with a complimentary rose. There are varieties of plants there, roses are in white, blood red, hot pink and orange. Same applies to hibiscus. The one Im holding is actually just Chrysanthemum. Bad posing~ Here are some pictures on the plant. Some of them look real nice but maybe not on pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STK5wcLETPI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Yh9jMu6ttqc/s1600-h/DSC00531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274482355451743474" style="WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STK5wcLETPI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Yh9jMu6ttqc/s200/DSC00531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STK5xGtiJcI/AAAAAAAAAQI/ddaajM8mvCY/s1600-h/DSC00566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274482366870595010" style="WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STK5xGtiJcI/AAAAAAAAAQI/ddaajM8mvCY/s200/DSC00566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STK5yAlx2lI/AAAAAAAAAQY/AW1Hhk5rbVM/s1600-h/DSC00580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274482382407326290" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STK5yAlx2lI/AAAAAAAAAQY/AW1Hhk5rbVM/s200/DSC00580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STK5x2cUBKI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/677Au5Ue-1c/s1600-h/DSC00572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274482379683267746" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STK5x2cUBKI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/677Au5Ue-1c/s200/DSC00572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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/1597774582072087471-3343158975089167686?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3343158975089167686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=3343158975089167686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/3343158975089167686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/3343158975089167686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2008/11/violin-kk-kundasang.html' title='VioLIn KK ~ Kundasang'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STOMWegPh1I/AAAAAAAAASo/TpshCeRAyrI/s72-c/DSC_5114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-1843030048478803180</id><published>2008-11-29T01:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T02:40:24.384+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vivio On Vacation~'/><title type='text'>VioLIn KK ~ Beach!!</title><content type='html'>The beach here is awesome, awesome and awesome!!~ I visited the well-known Sutera Harbour and Shangri la Tanjung Aru Resort (STAR) and look at this pictures and Im sure that you'll be loving Sabah too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAtBpghjcI/AAAAAAAAANw/dE0_1-3WmIw/s1600-h/DSC00480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273764669996240322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAtBpghjcI/AAAAAAAAANw/dE0_1-3WmIw/s320/DSC00480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAtBB3-b-I/AAAAAAAAANo/H3ehNPurBeQ/s1600-h/DSC00435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273764659357183970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAtBB3-b-I/AAAAAAAAANo/H3ehNPurBeQ/s320/DSC00435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAtA0Wm-5I/AAAAAAAAANg/naqxuqe7O7A/s1600-h/DSC00430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273764655727573906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAtA0Wm-5I/AAAAAAAAANg/naqxuqe7O7A/s320/DSC00430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAtAQtkMvI/AAAAAAAAANY/PlNFLnpnc-k/s1600-h/DSC00421.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAtAStWyhI/AAAAAAAAANQ/V9tGoEa9dEs/s1600-h/DSC00420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273764646696176146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAtAStWyhI/AAAAAAAAANQ/V9tGoEa9dEs/s320/DSC00420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STA4g8bds2I/AAAAAAAAAOw/RN9t_wdEOs0/s1600-h/DSC00486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273777302279140194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STA4g8bds2I/AAAAAAAAAOw/RN9t_wdEOs0/s320/DSC00486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STA4hKP45UI/AAAAAAAAAO4/rUZKUeF9CKo/s1600-h/DSC00488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273777305988687170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STA4hKP45UI/AAAAAAAAAO4/rUZKUeF9CKo/s320/DSC00488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273767740775244226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 92px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAv0ZDSocI/AAAAAAAAAOA/DIpE6ttiSI4/s200/DSC00495.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Try imagine yourself at the scenery there. You just sit on the chair listening to the wave and let breeze tenderly towards you. Its just so relaxing and refreshing...I used to love the Penang beach alot but it is used to..No offence to Penangitis but Penang beach is seriously nothing compare to the Sabah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some other pictures that we took around the resorts (=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STA6EtP5vJI/AAAAAAAAAPg/bqix25YzM7U/s1600-h/DSC00423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273779016191032466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STA6EtP5vJI/AAAAAAAAAPg/bqix25YzM7U/s320/DSC00423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STA6EL07cBI/AAAAAAAAAPY/z8VD86ICf_E/s1600-h/DSC00428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273779007219527698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STA6EL07cBI/AAAAAAAAAPY/z8VD86ICf_E/s320/DSC00428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STA6Dp8ha6I/AAAAAAAAAPI/XwFoI9K8W8w/s1600-h/DSC00439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273778998124571554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STA6Dp8ha6I/AAAAAAAAAPI/XwFoI9K8W8w/s320/DSC00439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STA6D4QHwzI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/10zoXIC-v9o/s1600-h/DSC00433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273779001964872498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STA6D4QHwzI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/10zoXIC-v9o/s320/DSC00433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STA6DS5migI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Rn2EVaawTQ0/s1600-h/DSC00446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273778991938308610" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STA6DS5migI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Rn2EVaawTQ0/s320/DSC00446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Started to miss Sabah so much after posted these pictures *sobz*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1597774582072087471-1843030048478803180?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1843030048478803180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=1843030048478803180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/1843030048478803180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/1843030048478803180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2008/11/violin-kk-beach.html' title='VioLIn KK ~ Beach!!'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAtBpghjcI/AAAAAAAAANw/dE0_1-3WmIw/s72-c/DSC00480.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-6484295577697619487</id><published>2008-11-29T00:20:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T14:30:23.844+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vivio On Vacation~'/><title type='text'>VioLIn KK ~ Manukan Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAgc5HA1lI/AAAAAAAAALw/GBM7wfmBZ9M/s1600-h/DSC00329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273750844389512786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAgc5HA1lI/AAAAAAAAALw/GBM7wfmBZ9M/s200/DSC00329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tracy, Aunt Lee, Kelly and I went to Manukan Island on 23rd Nov. We reach the jetty there and took 9.45am boat there. It costs us RM24 per pax for the to and fro between jetty and island. It has been years since I last sitting on a boat goin to an island, the last if not mistaken was during my langkawi trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAg8yfpgAI/AAAAAAAAAL4/0mysyuakaIM/s1600-h/DSC00344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273751392369606658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAg8yfpgAI/AAAAAAAAAL4/0mysyuakaIM/s200/DSC00344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was overwhelmed by Manukan Island. Its much more than what I'll be able to describe with mere words. You seriously have to go visit there on your own and you'll surely be amazed. We get into the sea after applying layers and layers of sunblock. It was so sunny, we saw a japanese girl who was badly roasted and lying on the beach continuing her sun-tanning. Wonder how long does it takes for her to look fair again if she regreted. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273962955816107970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STDhXZv8_8I/AAAAAAAAAPo/NEnxn6LZ_88/s320/DSC00342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The sea water is so damn salty. I'll salute you if you dare to swim on it with crack lips or small wounds. There are alot of fishes there that they'll be sort of like attacking you when you stand still there for a while. I guess I had a few bites from them, it makes you kinda like having a fisho spa BUT on salt water which makes you feel painful after you have your dead skin eaten and exposed to salt water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly and I cant stand much of the sun-tanning and fish-bitting, we ended up went for parasailing which costs us RM80 per pax for 15minutes of flying in the sky. Its really fun, indeed it is the best water activities that I ever experience. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAk-UDA4_I/AAAAAAAAAMA/AV8R2UriZa8/s1600-h/DSC00346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273755816602690546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAk-UDA4_I/AAAAAAAAAMA/AV8R2UriZa8/s320/DSC00346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAk-lgGFnI/AAAAAAAAAMI/cAFnQW6gmuE/s1600-h/DSC00348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273755821288068722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAk-lgGFnI/AAAAAAAAAMI/cAFnQW6gmuE/s320/DSC00348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAk_ADHE6I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/d_ECczxoSfo/s1600-h/DSC00360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273755828414256034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAk_ADHE6I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/d_ECczxoSfo/s320/DSC00360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAk_TEYFzI/AAAAAAAAAMY/44CxIrfb240/s1600-h/DSC00352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273755833519839026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAk_TEYFzI/AAAAAAAAAMY/44CxIrfb240/s320/DSC00352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After parasailing, we went back to Manukan Island and took some of this silly pictures while waiting to go back the Jesselton Jetty. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAnfAz-TYI/AAAAAAAAANA/1pWENOTWNRg/s1600-h/DSC00383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273758577398271362" style="WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAnfAz-TYI/AAAAAAAAANA/1pWENOTWNRg/s200/DSC00383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAneK0h1lI/AAAAAAAAAMg/XdE2fIvKocU/s1600-h/DSC00364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273758562905085522" style="WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAneK0h1lI/AAAAAAAAAMg/XdE2fIvKocU/s200/DSC00364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAne9VYAmI/AAAAAAAAAM4/yzTXHPyWiTw/s1600-h/DSC00380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273758576464626274" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAne9VYAmI/AAAAAAAAAM4/yzTXHPyWiTw/s200/DSC00380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAnesPOczI/AAAAAAAAAMw/BbyaBuauoNw/s1600-h/DSC00376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273758571875431218" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAnesPOczI/AAAAAAAAAMw/BbyaBuauoNw/s200/DSC00376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAneU0D-AI/AAAAAAAAAMo/1xu1fs4kAXY/s1600-h/DSC00366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273758565587482626" style="WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAneU0D-AI/AAAAAAAAAMo/1xu1fs4kAXY/s200/DSC00366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAoTt9wVQI/AAAAAAAAANI/gDJ1s2Olqac/s1600-h/DSC00385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273759482872091906" style="WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAoTt9wVQI/AAAAAAAAANI/gDJ1s2Olqac/s200/DSC00385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im loving Sabah so so so much. The sea and sky is really awesome. Uncle Lee told me this is still not the best Island in Sabah. The best island'll be gather around the Sandakan and Semporna area. Sipadan, Im looking forward to visiting you!!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597774582072087471-6484295577697619487?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6484295577697619487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=6484295577697619487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/6484295577697619487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/6484295577697619487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2008/11/violin-kk-manukan-island.html' title='VioLIn KK ~ Manukan Island'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAgc5HA1lI/AAAAAAAAALw/GBM7wfmBZ9M/s72-c/DSC00329.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-4040959214549653734</id><published>2008-11-28T23:19:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T00:20:21.764+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vivio On Vacation~'/><title type='text'>VioLIn KK ~ Wildlife Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STARK1gRU_I/AAAAAAAAAKo/iFAdp16g7Vs/s1600-h/DSC00313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273734041509647346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STARK1gRU_I/AAAAAAAAAKo/iFAdp16g7Vs/s200/DSC00313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I remember I used to get some friends of mine to accompany me to Zoo Negara and the reply I get was :"Sweetie..How old are you?? Still wanna go zoo?" Yea, I have no freaking idea at all why I love the Zoo smell and go there to be seen by other animal either but I just love going to zoo despite of the ages. Somehow, Im pretty sure that zoo is not just meant for kids or else the admission fees would only applies to kids. Another reason being -&gt; you might even not knowing the name of those animals or can't differentiate them at all SO I shall suggest you to pay a visit to zoo when you are free rather than your kids come up to you and asked you about the animal's name and your reply is pathetically "hmm...ahh...ohh.." &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pictures of the wildlife there that we captured. Try to figure out the names of these animals or else you should be really making a trip to zoo real soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAScgSX6dI/AAAAAAAAAKw/OW_83i0M-n0/s1600-h/DSC01486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273735444563487186" style="WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAScgSX6dI/AAAAAAAAAKw/OW_83i0M-n0/s200/DSC01486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STASqF8QPXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nrDGeYkCJ9A/s1600-h/DSC01491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273735678009556338" style="WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STASqF8QPXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nrDGeYkCJ9A/s200/DSC01491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STATDTp3JJI/AAAAAAAAALA/ezpDlfHnCA0/s1600-h/DSC01492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273736111187240082" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STATDTp3JJI/AAAAAAAAALA/ezpDlfHnCA0/s200/DSC01492.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STATh0Rn5aI/AAAAAAAAALY/-jxuAWHi-oE/s1600-h/DSC01498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273736635340023202" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STATh0Rn5aI/AAAAAAAAALY/-jxuAWHi-oE/s200/DSC01498.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAThraZj_I/AAAAAAAAALQ/sT7LB7Z3ocg/s1600-h/DSC01497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273736632960913394" style="WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAThraZj_I/AAAAAAAAALQ/sT7LB7Z3ocg/s200/DSC01497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAThW4Az6I/AAAAAAAAALI/hM-f_g4h0Hg/s1600-h/DSC01493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273736627447975842" style="WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAThW4Az6I/AAAAAAAAALI/hM-f_g4h0Hg/s200/DSC01493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some guides from Vivio if you are visiting the zoo or wildlife park:-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Wear shorts if you scare of heat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Apply mosquitoes repellent or at least a thick layer of lotion if you scare of insect bites unless you wish to do charity by donating blood to insects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Wear a hat/cap if you scare of tanned face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Bring camera along if you willing to take the initiative to take their picture down and label them and show them to your child, grandchild or whosoever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Bring your own bottle of water if possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevertheless, there'll be animal show for almost all zoo or wildlife park so check the time with the ticketing counter. The show presented in Lok Kawi Wildlife Park was from Marshall - the Orang Utan and few of its friends who made up from parrots and baby python. You can realize from the show that animals are actually quite smart, sometimes even smarter than some human being.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We should really preserve nature for future generations. Sometimes its really sad to hear about animals dying due to deforestration or people hunting them for food. Homo Sapiens, aren't you smarter?? Why don't you protect the weak rather than going against the weak for profits?? Sad to say..human are just selfish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1597774582072087471-4040959214549653734?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/4040959214549653734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=4040959214549653734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/4040959214549653734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/4040959214549653734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2008/11/violin-kk-wildlife-park.html' title='VioLIn KK ~ Wildlife Park'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STARK1gRU_I/AAAAAAAAAKo/iFAdp16g7Vs/s72-c/DSC00313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-188728943760467433</id><published>2008-11-28T22:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T23:28:19.183+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vivio On Vacation~'/><title type='text'>VioLIn KK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAGFrwaUII/AAAAAAAAAKY/UD5y4-UHiSQ/s1600-h/DSC01474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273721858365739138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAGFrwaUII/AAAAAAAAAKY/UD5y4-UHiSQ/s200/DSC01474.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After sitting for that miserable Islamic banking &amp;amp; Takaful (islamic insurance) paper which has nothing to do with Takaful at all, here I depart to Kota Kinabalu. YES!~ Im on Holiday!! Well, I should actually be sitting for Intellectual Property paper at 2pm on 19th but brilliant Chloe and I had 'Tarik Diri' from the subject hence we escaped from the useless PBL and the exam. haha~ SO this is how we look like in the airport..trying to 'sai meng'. *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took 5.10pm flight but damn those kiasu homo sapiens made us start lining up at the platform at 4.20pm and yet the flight was delayed due to heavy rain. Why cant everyone just take it easy and only start lining up 15minutes prior to the boarding time?? *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im making this trip to KK with my dear lesbo partner - Kelly while Chloe will be going over to her cousin, Cheryl's place. Three of us slept so soundly once we board the plane especially Chloe. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STANaqX6gyI/AAAAAAAAAKg/0o0ezbEaNqU/s1600-h/DSC00249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273729915353203490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STANaqX6gyI/AAAAAAAAAKg/0o0ezbEaNqU/s200/DSC00249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We reach KK around 8pm and here starts leaving my footprints at Kota Kinabalu. Its just a Kota Kinabalu trip due to the fact that Sabah is so big and Im yet to travel to Sandakan, Tawau, Sipadan n etc of places. Hereby, wanna give a special thanks to Kelly, Uncle Lee and Aunt Lee for the comfy accommodation, sumptuous food and everything. Sorry to have trouble you people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597774582072087471-188728943760467433?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/188728943760467433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=188728943760467433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/188728943760467433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/188728943760467433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2008/11/violin-jesseltonkk-p.html' title='VioLIn KK'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/STAGFrwaUII/AAAAAAAAAKY/UD5y4-UHiSQ/s72-c/DSC01474.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-335797050136360682</id><published>2008-11-18T23:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T01:22:44.196+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Center Stage'/><title type='text'>Islamic Banking - A 'Brilliant' Course</title><content type='html'>Its gonna be my Islamic Banking Exam tomorrow 8.30am *sigh* Ooh No..I'm actually still having exam but in fact I thought it has long ended since I'm basically doing anything but studying. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, Vivio haven't start studying or even have at least a peek on those materials. I guess this is my very first semester that I had been consistently acting so brave since I started life in UKM. Kinda remind me of what happened during my school days that I never give a damn to study or even to all those exams. I used to confuse the timetable that I study for history while I'm sitting for science paper, completing a Form 5 Biology paper while I'm only Form 4 in a replacement test and even worse, going for my STPM MicroEconomy paper almost 20minutes late and receive the honour of given a glare by the examiner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously feel that I'm turning into a new leaf now, at least, I completed my assignments (I never do homework since primary 1) , attended some lectures (even though still skip quite a number of them) and I did prepare a little for the final semester exam (except this semester)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the topic of tomorrow's exam and speaking about materials, I somehow salute my dear Islamic Banking lecturer to the max. Proudly present our beloved Dr. Inayah. This so called Associate Professor used to start her class at 8.10am and ended it at 8.30am which I only reach the class at 8.25am and she dismiss the class 5minutes after I placed my butt on the chair. Gosh!~ The chair is not even warm yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She used to teach us Muamalat back in last semester. The weird part is she has been teaching Islamic Banking to us while we suppose to sit for the Muamalat paper and for this current semester when we suppose to sit for Islamic Banking, she teaches us nothing. Yes, I do mean nothing!!! So what exactly are we being examined for tomorrow?? Only God knows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, she does kind enough to post up some slides in SPIN ( a learning and communicating system in UKM) after several complaints were made against her. Brilliant her uploaded a series of Banking Law slides rather than the Islamic Banking Law slides. Hence, should we study for Islamic Banking now or Banking or using the reverse psychology, Muamalat instead for the exam later??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With eyes wide open n I yelled to the world : "See, that's what causes me not studying" - A very lame excuse indeed. Another demotivating reason is that she is rather generous with marks giving. She entitled us 15marks for attending some useless forum and open up our vision with how bad is the quality of lecturers nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, I remembered that she gave us an assignment when I'm taking Banking Law and the question was set back in 1986 which is the year I was born, and the year she was pursuing her law degree somewhere far away from Malaysia. -.-' It was her assignment back then and she make it ours. The law is totally inapplicable and we seriously had a hard time in completing that task. (wonder if she does read)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this semester, she is even greater to throw us a task that we happen to goggle out the exact question and answer. Shocked?? Its the exact one and she didn't even take the initiative to change the name of those parties involved in the case. Furthermore, the issues arise from the case is contract and company that has nothing to do with Islamic Banking. WTF!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps by teaching us nothing, she is actually provide us with something. And of course, that something is equivalent to the everything for her. Back to square one, guess we should just study everything that has to do with Islamic Banking now. The development, advancement, product, obstacles and anything under the sky that has to do with Islamic Banking. huhu..The scope is so wide!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant change the fact that exam is still on for tomorrow no matter how much I'm cursing or condemning now. *sigh* Thus, I shall just start surfing some material from the website and do some reading now. Life still goes on despite some weird people we met and incidents that screwed us up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the blind lead the blind, both shall fall into the ditch - Matthew 15: 14&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597774582072087471-335797050136360682?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/335797050136360682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=335797050136360682' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/335797050136360682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/335797050136360682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2008/11/islamic-banking-brilliant-course.html' title='Islamic Banking - A &apos;Brilliant&apos; Course'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-1468042363388519358</id><published>2008-11-17T23:45:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T01:07:08.141+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tragedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Center Stage'/><title type='text'>Poetic Justice</title><content type='html'>Had a killer paper - Public International Law (PIL) 8.30am this morning. It was a killer paper yet lazy Vivio only started to open up the material on PIL around 2am+. This doesn't prove to people how smart she is but in fact merely showing everyone her blind folded bravery. Spending a long night with Martin Dixon doesn't contribute significantly while answering the questions. Perhaps, neither spending a one whole wonderful semester with him does help much in exam. Frankly, I was rather overwhelmed with the bizarre type of questions by our dear PIL lecturer. Feel real great that I did not sacrifice my fun time on it nor wasted much time studying it since no matter how much you've studied, it just doesn't help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was playing with PhotoFunia for the entire afternoon. It is a quick and easy way of putting effects on your photo. Here are some of the examples of the picture I had edited. (=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SSGkBBfRjnI/AAAAAAAAAJg/FK6WtAennxU/s1600-h/kmvETCbmGqw4-uSvQpT4dw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269673376486624882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SSGkBBfRjnI/AAAAAAAAAJg/FK6WtAennxU/s320/kmvETCbmGqw4-uSvQpT4dw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SSGkNk34L-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/XXsJUcMbmow/s1600-h/KRWmcAswZnaWWBQPG8kfqQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269673592143491042" style="WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SSGkNk34L-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/XXsJUcMbmow/s320/KRWmcAswZnaWWBQPG8kfqQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SSGkgcFEzqI/AAAAAAAAAJw/PJs5Ewjyq8E/s1600-h/lGwkULI5KPkxqGG8Fk8k2Q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269673916200439458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SSGkgcFEzqI/AAAAAAAAAJw/PJs5Ewjyq8E/s320/lGwkULI5KPkxqGG8Fk8k2Q.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps you would like to checkout the website and edit some picture on your own. Kindly surf &lt;a href="http://www.photofunia.com/"&gt;http://www.photofunia.com/&lt;/a&gt; and you'll have a variety choices of photo background. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chloe and I went for swimming at Danau Golf Club during late evening. It was closed but two of the mischiveous adults here just trespassed the place and jump into the pool without any doubt. It was rather fun to break the laws at times. Soon after we jumped into the pool, a few guys followed us and did the same thing but it is obvious that they did that after rounds of considering and discussion. Both of u swim there for around 30minutes till we were being chased out by some person in charge there. *giggles* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At times, it was really fun to do something like this. However, poor Vivio is suffering from the consequences now. Even though we are free from the charge of trespassing, I somehow suffer from eyes infection due to the dirty pool water. *sobz* My left eye is in red now and sort of swelling up. What a silly girl I am to swim at such dirty pool and stink a little like a drain. huhu.. The poetic justice took place at last.. Never try to break the laws =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most decisive actions of our life ... are most often unconsidered actions - Andre Gide (BUT this doesn't apply to my case)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1597774582072087471-1468042363388519358?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1468042363388519358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=1468042363388519358' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/1468042363388519358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/1468042363388519358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2008/11/poetic-justice.html' title='Poetic Justice'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SSGkBBfRjnI/AAAAAAAAAJg/FK6WtAennxU/s72-c/kmvETCbmGqw4-uSvQpT4dw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-6951573596167339004</id><published>2008-11-16T17:37:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T20:08:17.375+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jalan-Jalan Cari Makan'/><title type='text'>Food @ Victoria Station + The Ship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cyrus finally paid me a visit after ten thousand promises. Taking it as a belated birthday celebration or whatever it is, I'm happy that he just finally here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Victoria Station, PJ for dinner, a great meal indeed but we had that at 10pm, a dining time which contributes significantly to obesity. Yet, we still placed our order which listed with 1 spicy oxtail soup, 1/2 dozen of oysters, fresh lobsters that weights 800grammes and 1 Sirloin Steak which served with lightly salted butter on breads and salads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SR_0xbXtW7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/-aQ3H55tmAM/s1600-h/DSC01458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269199219044735922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SR_0xbXtW7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/-aQ3H55tmAM/s200/DSC01458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I find the oxtail soup taste quite okay but this is the first oxtail soup I had and I'm not really into that perhaps I should not be making any comment here. However, the oysters are seriously not fresh. The way it served look nice but its really not fresh. If you wish to try the fresh one, I would suggest you to visit Jagoya which located at Starhill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SR_2-4Q-spI/AAAAAAAAAII/HI9Hhj71L3s/s1600-h/DSC01464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269201649162695314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SR_2-4Q-spI/AAAAAAAAAII/HI9Hhj71L3s/s200/DSC01464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Sirloin Steak was nice. Sirloin steak is a steak cut from the hip. Hence, it tends to be less tough and resulting in a higher price tag. We want in to be in medium which has to be grilled in 57.2 degree celcius only which results in the middle of the steak is hot and red with pink surrounding the center but the outside is gray-brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SR_4T-ty3UI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Z1mw0CdzC4k/s1600-h/DSC01459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269203111183048002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SR_4T-ty3UI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Z1mw0CdzC4k/s200/DSC01459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The dish I love most is the fresh lobster. The manager allowed us to choose the lobster on our own and priced it with the weighting. The one that we had is moderate and it is around 800grammes. I forgotten how much it costs for a gramme but it is around RM150++ for 800grammes. It was served with half cheese and half BBQ sauce. A cheese lover like me will definitely prefer the cheese part more. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dinner ended around 12am and we just get back and sleep. Guess what?? The next day, we still went to The Ship at Jalan Bukit Bintang for lunch after such a heavy meal. We ordered 1/2 dozen of Escargots Bourguinonne, 4 slices of Garlic Bread, 1 Grilled Air Flown Fresh Salmon Steak and 1 Phoenix Neptune Combo this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SR_8osbyyJI/AAAAAAAAAIY/pKj_v2-WSoQ/s1600-h/DSC01465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269207865099470994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SR_8osbyyJI/AAAAAAAAAIY/pKj_v2-WSoQ/s200/DSC01465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I strongly recomend Escargots Bourguinonne if you happen to dine in The Ship next time especially if you are a cheese lover like me. We even use the garlic breads to dip on the left over cheese on the Escargots and it tastes real awesome. *yummy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I don't usually have fish in KL, I ordered the Salmon Steak. Its Air flown Norweigian fish garnished with parsley butter, served with french fries and mini salad. It taste fine when served it with lemon and tartar sauce. For the Phoenix Neptune Combo, it is a combination of king prawns and chicken fillet topped with gravy and served on a sizzling hot plate with corn on cob, french fries and a bowl of salad. The chicken fillet taste okay but the failure on this dish is on the king prawns. You can know that the prawn wasn't fresh at all when you had a bite on it. The texture is bad and the prawns do not even have the taste of prawns. Just bad~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SSAD61895fI/AAAAAAAAAIg/67CXPv91kG8/s1600-h/3049657892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269215873473570290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SSAD61895fI/AAAAAAAAAIg/67CXPv91kG8/s200/3049657892.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went for a walk around Bukit Bintang area after lunch. It was crowded and heaty there thus we left after a while time. I'm seriously very happy for his visit. Not just for the food, his companion and nevertheless my birhday present~&gt; Christian Dior - J'adore Eau de Parfume ^-^ Yes!~ I finally owned it. I love that scent so much and was checking on it since I saw the advertisement by Charlize Theron but it was rather pricey for me to afford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great applause to dear Cyrus for paying such visit and I wish to thank him for everything. I had a great time for that 24hours and I seriously enjoy it. *muacks* haha..*wink*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597774582072087471-6951573596167339004?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6951573596167339004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=6951573596167339004' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/6951573596167339004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/6951573596167339004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2008/11/food-victoria-station-ship.html' title='Food @ Victoria Station + The Ship'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SR_0xbXtW7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/-aQ3H55tmAM/s72-c/DSC01458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-600939684296841275</id><published>2008-11-15T00:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T02:32:34.862+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Center Stage'/><title type='text'>Just another day..</title><content type='html'>All hail the beloved philosophers in law of jurisprudence!! After having a night companion from all those dead scholars..Vivio uttered this prayer before she depart to the exam hall:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;" Dear philosophers who had Rest In Peace, please save me from resting in peace at UKM Panggung Seni seat 97 @ 8.30am. Arigato~"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How pathetic of poor Vivio to make such kind of prayer. But what else an armless fighter could do except to pray for the best?? She is basically armed with nothing, no knowledge, no memorization but a mere pen with ink and luck. Even though Vivio had spent whole night dating Hart, Devlin n etc but how can she be expected to remember these principles and theories that laid down by well-known philosophers who spent almost their whole life on books? *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way to exam, Vivio experienced a rather lucky yet horrified incidents. It was a hit and run accident that happened right in front of her eyes. She witnessed the whole process of the hit and run bike while taking over the car, crashed another bike and caused the bike and motorist fly up and nearly land on our car. She was totally speechless due to the shock but luckily Irene still able to react immediately and stamp on the brake. If she were the driver, I guess she had either run over the poor motorist or to have him on her windscreen. *phew*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exam was not that bad but having times and times of incidents that she nearly killed someone, she decided to go for prayer. A real one indeed rather than the one ending with Arigato *bluek* I had never seen such superstitious young girl, perhaps she should really consider to move in a temple than to visit the temple at least once a week now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SR28KwRjyMI/AAAAAAAAAH4/8dk3t9gomQE/s1600-h/1a4747fcef89896e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268574032036612290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SR28KwRjyMI/AAAAAAAAAH4/8dk3t9gomQE/s200/1a4747fcef89896e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went for Madagascar 2 with Irene after took a short nap. It was an okay one but not as good as the Madagasar 1. It seems like the producer is trying too hard to copy from Madagascar 1 till the whole story line and songs does not match that well. A part that could be given merit is where those cartoon characters are still making the same old lame jokes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow, the only thoughts that came through her mind right after the movie is not on how was the movie but is on how good it'll be if there's a club or party that will have the theme of Madagascar. Yes!! Having background designed as the cartoon with stream, trees, rocks and wide field, music which keeps asking you to move it move it and people who dress up like the tribe in Africa. That sounds so cool and Im surely interested to check that out~ haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another day had passed..Suppose to start studying Public International Law instead of keep on procrastinating like the previous papers. Good luck does not always happen on u, Vivio, so gotta get going rather than to wait for the arrival of fortune.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of us have bad luck and good luck. The man who persists through the bad luck - who keeps right on going - is the man who is there when the good luck comes - and is ready to receive it  -Robert Collier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597774582072087471-600939684296841275?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/600939684296841275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=600939684296841275' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/600939684296841275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/600939684296841275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-another-day.html' title='Just another day..'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SR28KwRjyMI/AAAAAAAAAH4/8dk3t9gomQE/s72-c/1a4747fcef89896e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-2086372534845715104</id><published>2008-11-13T23:45:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:06:16.155+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tragedy'/><title type='text'>Sick Sick Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRxSPxpEovI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/l41QpihMN-w/s1600-h/sick.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268176095093760754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRxSPxpEovI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/l41QpihMN-w/s200/sick.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After having such a great time for the entire week, Vivio finally fall sick. She is having flu, a quite serious one indeed. =( Has been keep sneezing since last night till today. Can even feel the heat on the nostril and the skin there is peeling due to too much of rubbing with tissue paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRxTyWXclGI/AAAAAAAAAHo/efsdfGYP1HM/s1600-h/flu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268177788579124322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRxTyWXclGI/AAAAAAAAAHo/efsdfGYP1HM/s200/flu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She still have to sit for her Jurispudence paper tommorow at 8.30am, wonder if her condition will be getting worse since she is not taking any medication. She does not want to take any medication because even the medicine does not cause drowsiness, it still makes you feel real exhausting. Another reason being she hates pills!! (Nobody likes it anyway)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Havn't start studying for her Jurisprudence so have to stay awake till she finished that paper. Hope Aristotle, Socrates, Dworkin, Austin, Hart, Kelsen, Fuller, Rawl and Devlin can have a little mercy on her and wouldn't torture her with all those weird and illogical philosophies. After having some dosage of Vitamin C, gotta start working on them now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There goes the fate of a sick cat..*meow*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597774582072087471-2086372534845715104?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2086372534845715104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=2086372534845715104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/2086372534845715104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/2086372534845715104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2008/11/sick-sick-sick.html' title='Sick Sick Sick'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRxSPxpEovI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/l41QpihMN-w/s72-c/sick.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-891715574613903656</id><published>2008-11-12T02:48:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T02:14:29.298+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Center Stage'/><title type='text'>Aftermath &amp; Secret Recipe</title><content type='html'>I seems had celebrated my Birthday continuously for few days and most likely had over exhausted myself. Geok and Cindy had been keep waking both Chloe and me up this morning but both of us are still sleeping like piggy. The purpose of waking up that early is rather demotivating. It is just due to our promise towards Prof Aishah to attend that law conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRnXUpk0JGI/AAAAAAAAAFg/BnhNl36aCV0/s1600-h/DSC01448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267477988944127074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRnXUpk0JGI/AAAAAAAAAFg/BnhNl36aCV0/s200/DSC01448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The conference was held at JW Marriot,a place that we had our faculty night when we just entered UKM law faculty. The food served somehow remains the same as what we had 2years ago. A friend of mine who keep saying that she is on diet somehow took this portion of food ( as shown by pic) but in fact keep yelling that she wanted to put on diet. haha.. dieting =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conference was seriously bored. The presentation by Prof. Aishah was still fine, proven that she is knowledgeable but somehow other presenters were singing a lullaby for me and put me to dreamland. Allow me to quote the lyrics of a song by Ronan Keating to describe them, " You said it best, when you say nothing at all".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed to take pictures BUT its again in the toilet. i seriously wonder why we favour taking picture in toilet that much. Here are some pictures that we took in toilet. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRnanMy5iQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/BZ20FoACQfg/s1600-h/DSC00314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267481606170970370" style="WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRnanMy5iQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/BZ20FoACQfg/s200/DSC00314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRnaxsskcHI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Oc2PheBmJF8/s1600-h/DSC00315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267481786533048434" style="WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRnaxsskcHI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Oc2PheBmJF8/s200/DSC00315.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRncKrJV9zI/AAAAAAAAAF4/U868mgQsqiQ/s1600-h/P1020904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267483315125221170" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRncKrJV9zI/AAAAAAAAAF4/U868mgQsqiQ/s200/P1020904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRncseiIPjI/AAAAAAAAAGA/19D69LT5Jk0/s1600-h/P1020909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267483895855070770" style="WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRncseiIPjI/AAAAAAAAAGA/19D69LT5Jk0/s200/P1020909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRndL-WvwYI/AAAAAAAAAGI/pVxAuLnLDCk/s1600-h/DSC02032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267484436973207938" style="WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRndL-WvwYI/AAAAAAAAAGI/pVxAuLnLDCk/s200/DSC02032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that extremely boring conference, we went to Alamanda since we sort of pass through it. I still cant find any nice white flats there, wonder where can I get them. Any suggestion?? As we are loitering there, we saw people holding boxes and boxes of Secret Recipe cakes. Guess what?! Today is the 11th Anniversary of Secret Recipe and they are giving out a whole cake FREE with the purchase of a whole cake at 11 outlets throughout Malaysia. Which means, with RM73, you are able to purchase 2 Secret Recipe's cakes!!! What an offer! We are just so lucky today *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRnf9iXyu2I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Hqdl9A1eOYQ/s1600-h/DSC01450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267487487478119266" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRnf9iXyu2I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Hqdl9A1eOYQ/s200/DSC01450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is what we bought~ (I can foresee how chubby I'll be after finish them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRnhB7k9tEI/AAAAAAAAAGY/O5HzYd2gC5E/s1600-h/DSC01452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267488662475355202" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRnhB7k9tEI/AAAAAAAAAGY/O5HzYd2gC5E/s200/DSC01452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRnhKuAx1_I/AAAAAAAAAGg/bJ75rmXZd-E/s1600-h/DSC01454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267488813452744690" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRnhKuAx1_I/AAAAAAAAAGg/bJ75rmXZd-E/s200/DSC01454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tempted?? Perhaps you'll be looking forward to the arrival of 12th December 2009 for its 12th anniversary at 12 outlets. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luck is what happens when preparation meets opportunity - Darrell Royal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597774582072087471-891715574613903656?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/891715574613903656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=891715574613903656' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/891715574613903656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/891715574613903656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2008/11/aftermath-secret-recipe.html' title='Aftermath &amp; Secret Recipe'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRnXUpk0JGI/AAAAAAAAAFg/BnhNl36aCV0/s72-c/DSC01448.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-7044412378224838621</id><published>2008-11-11T22:25:00.028+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T01:40:45.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>Birthday Bash!~ Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRmwB1gB6KI/AAAAAAAAAFY/9Ntbv_4CQFY/s1600-h/DSC01414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267434784774285474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRmwB1gB6KI/AAAAAAAAAFY/9Ntbv_4CQFY/s200/DSC01414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, my Birthday Bash actually has Part II even its during exam time. Thats the reason why I screwed up my Equity paper that badly, nearly cried when I get the question. *sobz* Well, we just leave that miserable part aside and start with the Part II of Birthday Bash. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sharp 12am of 10th Nov, I heard people knocking on my door. To my surprise, it was Kelly, Yang and Andrew. Kelly told me that she was with Chihuahua, Yang said he was with his sister and Andrew was in a family dinner BUT they are all at my door front when the clock strikes 12 with my favourite Baskin's Rum &amp;amp; Raisins. ^.^ I was so touched. I cant really celebrate birthday this year so I told them that I cant blow candles but brilliant Yang come out with the idea of blowing lighter instead. YES, ITS LIGHTER!!! haha.. I look so 'ah sum' wif my fringe clips up and hair buns up so not gonna upload any picture to scare people here.=p They were at my place for an hour and leave me with my Equity since I gonna have exam at 3pm. I didnt study anywhere, was too excited and busy chatting with people who greets me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like flying high above the sky once I handed up the miserable Equity paper (eventhough I did badly) =p Celebration was continued with my dear Chloe, Geok Geok, Cindy and Loke for Shabu-shabu. Yes, I have Shabu-Shabu twice for 22nd Birthday but I took some pictures this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRmb0j6DQbI/AAAAAAAAADY/3Wiy9UbVF64/s1600-h/DSC01412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267412566480732594" style="WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRmb0j6DQbI/AAAAAAAAADY/3Wiy9UbVF64/s200/DSC01412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRmcw2YmqmI/AAAAAAAAADg/LrkABJoQh_E/s1600-h/DSC00305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267413602232871522" style="WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRmcw2YmqmI/AAAAAAAAADg/LrkABJoQh_E/s200/DSC00305.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the dinner, everyone starts to crap alot as if we are drunk. In fact, we are not drinking any liquor, perhaps it is the effect of MSG+Coke that makes people drunk as Cindy claimed it to be. We then try to search for a bar which enables us to sit down and chat but seems like Kajang nor Sg. Chua is yet to be that happening. We only found few spots that look rather scary (looks more like brothel) and we ended up traveled till Sg. Long. Suits our theme of "Jalan-jalan cari makan" &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270051369646060050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SSL7zHvQchI/AAAAAAAAAKI/7QueEivv7pc/s320/DSC00307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270050897254667458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SSL7Xn8X1MI/AAAAAAAAAKA/_wxt_QY52M4/s320/DSC01420.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270051725106583282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SSL8Hz7plvI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/VKlkf8r0rNU/s320/DSC01424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRmobWlnByI/AAAAAAAAAE4/wcwH-jdk9lY/s1600-h/DSC01436.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRmkjSidvlI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Y5_phNVTurM/s1600-h/DSC01441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267422165365276242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRmkjSidvlI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Y5_phNVTurM/s200/DSC01441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its karaoke session after dinner and drinking. It was around 11.30pm when we reac&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRmkIFqUVpI/AAAAAAAAAEo/mc6cldGt5B0/s1600-h/DSC01441.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;h the karaoke but somehow we still decided to go in for 2hours. We had twice karaoke in a week, wonder thats due to overstress or we just too good in loitering.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRmrctYjNLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8Povx1VC0Tw/s1600-h/DSC01455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267429748893758642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRmrctYjNLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8Povx1VC0Tw/s200/DSC01455.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to Chloe, Geok, Cindy+Loke and nevertheless Chris for my birthday present. Th&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRmjgWioi3I/AAAAAAAAAEg/Y-v-kJWAcGQ/s1600-h/DSC01436.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e birthday card is so cute and the gift is awesome. Love you guys, I had a wonderful time. Know you guys had been cracking your head on my birthday present and I wanted to tell you that Im loving that alot. *huggies* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After having a series of celebration, Vivio is now officially 22years old. Getting mature?? Better?? Hope Im or at least I'll be. But something I had manage to learn during this birthday is~&gt; Appreciate each and every friends (I mean those who true to you) and you'll realize how much they can actually paint your life. I feel real lucky to have all these friends, they had always be by myside, watching me laugh, seeing me cry, witnessed how I broke down and supporting me till Im strong again to stand still. You people made my days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again, special thanks to Kelly, Yang, Andrew, Chloe, Geok Chin, Cindy, Loke and Chris. *muacks* Nevertheless, thanks to everyone who wishes me happy birthday either at facebook, friendster, MSN or SMS. *huggies*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267428784022224290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRmqki9P_aI/AAAAAAAAAFI/S2klvqEE1uc/s200/DSC01436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Curtains close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;True happiness consists not in the multitude of friends, but in their worth and choice - Samuel Johnston &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1597774582072087471-7044412378224838621?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7044412378224838621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=7044412378224838621' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/7044412378224838621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/7044412378224838621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2008/11/birthday-bash-part-ii.html' title='Birthday Bash!~ Part II'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRmwB1gB6KI/AAAAAAAAAFY/9Ntbv_4CQFY/s72-c/DSC01414.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-8004848017831638526</id><published>2008-11-09T15:49:00.031+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:09:37.020+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>Birthday Bash!~ Part I</title><content type='html'>Due to the fact that its gonna be her 22nd birthday SOON hence Vivio is posting what she had been happily up with instead of having depressing entries at such time. Yes, her birthday is SOON..but she already have a series of celebration even ITS EXAM PERIOD!!! *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRacHpjXm9I/AAAAAAAAABg/TgUGz4GsJRw/s1600-h/Photo0242.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRanFmBwOqI/AAAAAAAAAC4/hiWDqcv9fmA/s1600-h/Photo0242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266580528805460642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRanFmBwOqI/AAAAAAAAAC4/hiWDqcv9fmA/s200/Photo0242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First celebration was kick started with my dear bro, Keith. Only my bro and I =) Both of us were separated since young and now when we always hang out together, we look more like couple rather than siblings. We have quite alike feature but somehow we don't look alike. I have a much more chubby face than he is, slightly bigger and longer eyes while he has a higher and straighter nostril and a pointer chin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We meet up for Quantum of Solace (a disappointing movie) and spent a whole day together. Cant believe that he gave me a grey colour soft bear photo frame and an unique love key chain as my birthday gift. It look&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRadr1xwUPI/AAAAAAAAABo/FDy7IXHELdc/s1600-h/DSC01400.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s more like a gift from boyfriend than a gift from brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRafOau-JdI/AAAAAAAAACA/Jx2thr5eD7c/s1600-h/DSC01400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266571884299691474" style="WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRafOau-JdI/AAAAAAAAACA/Jx2thr5eD7c/s200/DSC01400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRaeQEsoA0I/AAAAAAAAABw/9JvnHQ7ycxU/s1600-h/DSC01401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266570813232382786" style="WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRaeQEsoA0I/AAAAAAAAABw/9JvnHQ7ycxU/s200/DSC01401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then dine at a place called BBQ Chicken where its specialities is to cook with healthy olive oil and we ordered 2 sets of kids meal. Yea, kids meal where it was being served with bears printed on plates. We then off to Secret Recipe for ice-cream brownies and 2 slices of cakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRai6vDV9nI/AAAAAAAAACY/0gau-juRODM/s1600-h/Photo0261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266575944202974834" style="WIDTH: 410px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRai6vDV9nI/AAAAAAAAACY/0gau-juRODM/s200/Photo0261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRaj8ngb1nI/AAAAAAAAACg/MeO3aMP2oMw/s1600-h/DSC01391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266577076048877170" style="WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRaj8ngb1nI/AAAAAAAAACg/MeO3aMP2oMw/s200/DSC01391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRakQJxbARI/AAAAAAAAACo/5AfasvzjwcU/s1600-h/Photo0266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266577411664445714" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRakQJxbARI/AAAAAAAAACo/5AfasvzjwcU/s200/Photo0266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second celebration was with my dear friends, Andrew, Yang, Angel and my lesbo partner- Kelly Lee. =) We went for Shabu-Shabu at Puchong. I was too excited and also hungry to see so much of food and first thing that came to my mind is just to swallow all of them down to warm my tummy and forget to take any picture of them.. I believe none of you will be interested to see those food after process, right?? *bluek*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a sudden plan of Andrew that the celebration will extent to Poppy after our dinner. The reason for partying is due to my personal message in MSN which stated that Im in urgent need of liquor. *wink* I drank quite a lot that night but somehow I realize that the more I drink, and hoping that I'll be drunk, the more sober I was ended up. Kelly, Angel and I was kinda like having a threesome show for everyone and seems that guys do enjoy that alot. *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRarA55EbGI/AAAAAAAAADA/lQYnp0j7kHQ/s1600-h/DSC00179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266584846284909666" style="WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRarA55EbGI/AAAAAAAAADA/lQYnp0j7kHQ/s200/DSC00179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRa9bm83s0I/AAAAAAAAADQ/Hl5waumvAfY/s1600-h/011108002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266605096266347330" style="WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRa9bm83s0I/AAAAAAAAADQ/Hl5waumvAfY/s200/011108002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we were busy entertaining ourselves and have fun, our poor Andrew was busy coughing his lung out. Pity him. Anyway, special thanks to Andrew and so does Yang, Kelly and Angel for the companion that night. I seriously enjoy it alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All these will be put into a comma (not a fullstop yet as my birthday is actually on 10th) with the existence of my Equity Law paper on my birthday that pulls me back to reality that I shud be sitting for examination at this time instead of playing like what im doing now!!! *sigh* Gotta get going with equity..Hope I don't do that bad for this semester. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years. - Abraham Lincoln - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1597774582072087471-8004848017831638526?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8004848017831638526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=8004848017831638526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/8004848017831638526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/8004848017831638526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2008/11/birthday-bash.html' title='Birthday Bash!~ Part I'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRanFmBwOqI/AAAAAAAAAC4/hiWDqcv9fmA/s72-c/Photo0242.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-3202945704116163672</id><published>2008-11-08T14:03:00.028+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T16:20:59.187+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me Myself and I'/><title type='text'>Me, Myself and I</title><content type='html'>Vivio~ I had known her for almost 22years but till now I still cant figure out exactly what kinda person she is. She had been changing and evolving since she was born. Being vague about one's true self doesn't equals to losing oneself. Its after all a learning process at this age...The journey called LIFE is still so long ahead us..and we certainly cant fix ourselves permanently at a specific level with the same interest, characteristic and behaviour. You definitely have to learn, grow up and be better from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SR00uLfvESI/AAAAAAAAAHw/oXiLDt8XzGQ/s1600-h/bfc92606967dddb6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268425107057873186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SR00uLfvESI/AAAAAAAAAHw/oXiLDt8XzGQ/s200/bfc92606967dddb6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Silly Vivio had always use astrology as a method to understand herself. She is a Scorpio, a typical Scorpion indeed. It is a sign that related to mysterious, the most misunderstood of all astrology signs as it is about intensity and contradictions. As most of the characteristic that you have read, it is so true if you are applying on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is determine as her life requires her to be one. Things had never be smooth for her in 22years of living, ups and downs, if she is not determine, perhaps she'll probably in the state of immortal now. Scorpio is weary in trusting people..and undeniably, she is. She always have a hard time to trust people whether to share nor to delegate works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what makes her a more typical Scorpio is o the fact that this girl has an excellent memory. She never forget any kind gesture and harm being done to her. Vengeance or repay is just a matter of time. So, BEWARE!!! Anyhow, she appreciate friends as in true and trusted friends. Never be fake with her because she can see it mile away. Anyone categorized as her friends would be safe as she will be forever hospitable and helpful towards them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, she is domineering, possessive, suspicious, and easy to be jealous. All these is just due to the reason of she always haunted by insecurity. As I said earlier, she has a hard time in trusting people. It takes quite some time for her to trust people especially when that particular person had lied to her before. Somehow, she is loyal disregard to family, friends or lover. She is emotional and quick tempered. You'll find her getting impatience easily when she was required to repeat the same thing over and over again and while explaining to people. (Yea, I admit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there is one aspect on Scorpio which cannot be applied to Vivio is she is never a lone ranger. She can be independent but if she was given a choice, she hopes that she will be taken care of instead. She is scare of dark, scare of dining and sleeping alone..Such a contradiction to the Scorpio that we usually know, right? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned earlier, Scorpio is mysterious, if by having this entry here you already know Vivio well then she wont be known as a Scorpio anymore. So, wana know more about what kinda person she is?? Stay tune and observe how she leads her life perhaps you'll know her better that way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597774582072087471-3202945704116163672?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='text/html' href='http://mizian.com.ne.kr/englishwiz/library/names/zodiac/scorpio.htm' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='text/html' href='http://www.geocities.com/Deshante_99/zodiac/scorpio.html' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3202945704116163672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=3202945704116163672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/3202945704116163672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/3202945704116163672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2008/11/me-myself-and-i.html' title='Me, Myself and I'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SR00uLfvESI/AAAAAAAAAHw/oXiLDt8XzGQ/s72-c/bfc92606967dddb6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597774582072087471.post-8105112227363755114</id><published>2008-11-07T23:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:13:05.392+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me Myself and I'/><title type='text'>Dear Diary...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRRj7AUVlHI/AAAAAAAAAAw/_TiCcnhEdgA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265943729651684466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRRj7AUVlHI/AAAAAAAAAAw/_TiCcnhEdgA/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I never favour the concept of keeping diary neither for my own purpose or even to publish it in a blog. The first reason of never keeping it for own purpose being I can remember almost each and every events that happened in my life and I find it redundant to mark them down and secondly, it seems to me that too much of tragedy had happened in my life and makes me feel like erasing them in a glimpse rather than compile them to a stack of entries. Reason of not publishing it being...Its my life...I just hate it when people are putting my private life in the limelight. I guess I have enough of people gossiping behind my back judging each and every little thing i did and waiting to watch me fall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I guess my friends out there who visited this blog will surely shock to see this...=) BUT yes, Vivio is starting her blog and you can have another place to spare when boredom strikes. It may be a drama, comedy and perhaps tragedy. But she is opening this up to share up her fears, sorrow and happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I heard it from my friend, B that the first criteria of becoming a pretty gal 'leng lui' is keeping a blog (she quoted that from somewhere) but that is definitely not the reason of me starting to blog. Vivio was and will never being categorised as a leng lui coz sad to say, she wont have the honour to be crowned so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Reason starting this is just coz I wana witness the process of me growing and learning through this life. I had been taking it too seriously all this while and that is why I never get out of it alive..I wish to have it in a slower pace and always take a look behind and see how much I've grown once in a while. Starting from this moment, this blog will become a prove of living for me now, a remark for me from the past till present and moving forward to future. Be it if u wana comment, condemn or compliment here, I 'll just take all these openly my dear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Having the reason of starting this blog, the next entry will move on with --&gt; ME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597774582072087471-8105112227363755114?l=viviosdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8105112227363755114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1597774582072087471&amp;postID=8105112227363755114' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/8105112227363755114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597774582072087471/posts/default/8105112227363755114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviosdiary.blogspot.com/2008/11/dear-diary.html' title='Dear Diary...'/><author><name>Vi Vio Violet~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04966960133009068892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRsULERoSnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DoKOq335PTk/S220/DSC00008+(1).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bov0ZDXzSUQ/SRRj7AUVlHI/AAAAAAAAAAw/_TiCcnhEdgA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
