<?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-5555631737864781865</id><updated>2012-02-17T16:11:02.756+11:00</updated><title type='text'>timtamzChocolate</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>663</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-8556100763077982113</id><published>2012-02-12T21:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T15:08:27.223+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Malaysia</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Malaysia was an awesome place to visit. Right now thetime is 8:35pm and I have just boarded the coach leaving KL back into SingaporeCity. It was really good seeing all my family here, my cousins, uncles andaunties here are all so nice and my nieces are so cute! I’m not really sure thenext time when I’ll be seeing them but I suspect they will be all very grown upby then. Pretty much I did a bit of shopping which involved spending just under200AUD actually to be precise I 200AUD converted to 640 ringget... Wait I’mpretty sure that I’ve blogged about this before but I can’t exactly remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;You know guys I was a little bit hesitant coming toMalaysia as I’ve only been here when I was 5, 10 and 15 years old and have onlyreally travelled with my mother. You know that feeling where you feel you areonly really connected with your extended family through your mother or father?Well yes, that was the feeling I was feeling. However, this trip made merealise that blood is thicker than water and family is family. I don’t need mumhere to be treated well, or to feed me or to help me shop, etc. I hope thismakes sense, I feel very nonsensical right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;As I sit on this coach listening to Adele’s Someone likeyou I feel very sad leaving Malaysia. I feel like I can almost imagine how mumand dad used to live when they were my age. A feeling that this is where myfamily came from and although I was born and raised in Australia a part of mewill always have a connection with Malaysia. A very weird feeling I amexperiencing right now, that and I’m trying to write something deep andmeaningful but now I can’t really concentrate too much because flashes oflighting are sporadically flashing across the skies of KL – scary (it is alsoraining very heavily...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I should be arriving in Singapore at around 1pm in themorning and lucky for me Joyce and Mary are going to meet me at Novena Squareto pick me up. Actually I was just meant to taxi back to Mary’s place but Ionly have 26 Singaporean dollars can you believe that?! Seriously I think I gotripped off on my way there as I paid 24 dollars for the fare to Novena Squarewhere Joyce then informed me I got ripped off badly – fail. So yeah afterchatting to her on MSN she convinced Mary to wait for me at the place so we canthen all taxi back and they can help me cover the costs because travelling at1pm+ apparently is a higher taxi charge and Joyce suspects I will not haveenough Singaporean dollars to cover it – how embarrassing. Like imagine when Itell the taxi driver I can’t pay him because I don’t have enough, I would bejudged like crazy! Don’t judge me I have so much money come back to Australiaand I’ll give you some.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Anything to finish this entry I just want to again thankall my relatives in Malaysia for making me feel very welcomed, paying for allof my meals and drinks!!! Lastly, just being generous with their time to takeme around. Love you all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-8556100763077982113?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/8556100763077982113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=8556100763077982113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/8556100763077982113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/8556100763077982113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/02/goodbye-malaysia.html' title='Goodbye Malaysia'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-1014564024884005161</id><published>2012-02-10T23:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T02:44:31.520+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysia Time</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;10.02.2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Currently as I’m writing this I’m sitting on the coachfrom Singapore to Malaysia. I’m about half way there and we’re just taking abreak at some random place which has toilets!!! I was in desperate need to peebefore. I felt really bad this morning, only got 2 hours of sleep – becomingmore sleep deprived as the days go on... not good...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Earlier when the coach took off I had the worst motionsickness ever like I felt like throwing up within the first 10 minutes. I wasshitting myself thinking, how on earth am I going to get through this like 6hour bus ride?! I refused to fall sick though so I tried eating some oreos anddrinking some water (provided on the ride), however I suspected that didn’thelp, if anything added to the cause! I then started listening to music and Ithink that distracted me and I gradually started feeling better and better,thank god. Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;The coach I am taking is called FirstCoach as accordingto my parents it is the only coach that goes directly to where I want to go inKL. Besides motion sickness earlier on the ride is really smooth and good. Theprovide you with full reclining seats that virtually folds out to form a bedwhich is super convenient because I was sleeping/resting all this time.Furthermore they have an individual screen at the back of the seat in front ofyou so you can watch movies or listen to music if you are kind of into thatstuff. It’s not great, but hey it’s like entertainment and the ride is like 6hours long. However, I prefer to just listen to my tracks on my laptop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Having said all of that I want to comment on the officestaff where you actually buy the ticket from. They were terrible like fuckingterrible but then again customer service in Singapore is fucking shit ingeneral. Like seriously I’ll ask them where can I go to find the bus and likethat is an essentially question right? I don’t want to miss the bus and thestaff is like “we’re not open yet come back I n10 minutes” that wasinfuriating. Then after when it was open they just gave really vague andgeneral responses which really makes no sense to me because how the fuck am Isuppose to know all this I’m a fucking foreigner it’s like me going to atourist “Oh you want to go to here, just take a tram god” like that’s justplain unacceptable because I would actually tell the foreigner which tramnumber to take, landmarks to spot out for, and then where to get off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I felt very compelled to bitch about them but you knowthe reality is this is highly common here in Singapore. I’m loving Singapore Iam, but I do find Singaporeans in general, rude judgemental pretentiousassholes. Okay that was a little harsh, because I know heaps of Singaporeanswho are the nicest people ever. What I mean to say is that culturallywesterners might be shocked as Singaporeans are very economical with theirwords. They have a point and they will just make it in the quickest and mostdirectly way (which often is very blunt). Do you enjoy chitchat? Do you enjoyformalities and greetings? Do you in general enjoy smiling? If you do, leaveall that in Australia as you will be ridiculed here (well most of the time). Ihave so many funny stories that I can’t wait to share with people when I arriveback home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Oh yeah guys, sorry I won’t be taking any photos as Ididn’t want to really bring my camera around Malaysia, my bag was already soheavy as it was and I didn’t really see myself taking many photos except forfood. I feel kind of naked without my camera though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;UPDATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: left;"&gt;My cousin Henrik toured my around today, feeling the love here. Thanks to all my uncles and aunties who treated me lunch and dinner and all. Really wishing I brought my camera here because Malaysia is truly beautiful, it's not the same old dirty shithole that I once remembered it to be. I exchanged 200AUD dollars and now I'm loaded with 640 ringgit to blow and I'm not going back to Singapore without spending it all. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few interesting cool stories to share but this is the most memorable one so far. My auntie and cousins told me that you can't really leave any electronics in your car because criminals have technology to scan your car and identify the item and then they will just smash the window and grab it.&amp;nbsp;Unbelievable&amp;nbsp;right? I didn't really believe it when I first heard it but when my cousin also confirmed it I was like thinking whoa...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-1014564024884005161?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/1014564024884005161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=1014564024884005161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/1014564024884005161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/1014564024884005161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/02/malaysia-time.html' title='Malaysia Time'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-8283024051806012958</id><published>2012-02-09T23:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T03:28:13.139+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Universal Studios Singapore</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;I know I am backdating very late! I actually published the 10th entry before this one but Universal Studios Singapore was such a fucking awesome experience I just have to blog and share it with you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-piz2THKGa0k/TzVBfocBYAI/AAAAAAAACqQ/zR8TOaR6T4Q/s1600/DSC08276.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-piz2THKGa0k/TzVBfocBYAI/AAAAAAAACqQ/zR8TOaR6T4Q/s320/DSC08276.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Start of the day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Went with Mary, Joyce and Stefanos and pretty much did virtually everything there - which was great. Roller coasters was love, went on them all and took Joyce's&amp;nbsp;roller coaster virginity on the most scariest one!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U7Ut1eVMM-0/TzVBhADos-I/AAAAAAAACqU/-VkMsAQgk18/s1600/DSC08289.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U7Ut1eVMM-0/TzVBhADos-I/AAAAAAAACqU/-VkMsAQgk18/s320/DSC08289.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Taken after the most scariest ride of the park - she looks sad but secretly she loves it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There were just so many cool attractions and rides but since I am feel so tired and lazy just going to spam this post with pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HAGfUuJO5_4/TzVC9ib0gtI/AAAAAAAACr8/zR32vhZ15WU/s1600/DSC08324.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HAGfUuJO5_4/TzVC9ib0gtI/AAAAAAAACr8/zR32vhZ15WU/s320/DSC08324.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The blue and red lines were so fucking scary but fun as!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bOPNxnEQkwI/TzVDLnIlkDI/AAAAAAAACsE/sQBUrTQiLzM/s1600/DSC08297.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bOPNxnEQkwI/TzVDLnIlkDI/AAAAAAAACsE/sQBUrTQiLzM/s320/DSC08297.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Off to&amp;nbsp;Jurassic Park!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_22D3itll4Q/TzVDNnqkRMI/AAAAAAAACsI/cDLGJfob1RU/s1600/DSC08298.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_22D3itll4Q/TzVDNnqkRMI/AAAAAAAACsI/cDLGJfob1RU/s320/DSC08298.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stefanos and me posing with a baby dinosaur and it's trainer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ug-rA8XuC7o/TzVDOhV0cpI/AAAAAAAACsQ/y3NJ-MlKdS0/s1600/DSC08305.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ug-rA8XuC7o/TzVDOhV0cpI/AAAAAAAACsQ/y3NJ-MlKdS0/s320/DSC08305.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now I'm in far far away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The 4D Shrek movie show was so cool. My first time in a 4D cinema and it was just epic, there were some moments where I got totally freaked out by the effects, I know sounds silly round but it really was quite creepy at some points. The seats are like a roller coaster they just bump up and round and rock you all around the place.&amp;nbsp;Defiantly&amp;nbsp;will take any chance to go and experienced 4D movies in the future after this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bfoJEmF1yu0/TzVESeixJUI/AAAAAAAACsk/tTjeSIVRdkg/s1600/DSC08308.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bfoJEmF1yu0/TzVESeixJUI/AAAAAAAACsk/tTjeSIVRdkg/s320/DSC08308.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sneaking a photo inside the place - Joyce and Mary sporting the 3D glasses look&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NxCHf2ydJPE/TzVEmJ5cdnI/AAAAAAAACss/liQjCiY6cKI/s1600/DSC08313.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NxCHf2ydJPE/TzVEmJ5cdnI/AAAAAAAACss/liQjCiY6cKI/s320/DSC08313.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Watched some bboys dance it off in the street&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OIXAjrc2k_A/TzVEnBRExtI/AAAAAAAACsw/IzfjKGE1di4/s1600/DSC08330.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OIXAjrc2k_A/TzVEnBRExtI/AAAAAAAACsw/IzfjKGE1di4/s320/DSC08330.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Penguins also doing a dance haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AQYx1ya1Cdc/TzVEn6WBTeI/AAAAAAAACs4/sDyHNdkZnwA/s1600/DSC08331.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AQYx1ya1Cdc/TzVEn6WBTeI/AAAAAAAACs4/sDyHNdkZnwA/s320/DSC08331.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mary and Joyce on the Merry-go-round&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-slMjjis_gHI/TzVEpIRl9EI/AAAAAAAACtA/dv7Mw0kWas4/s1600/DSC08341.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-slMjjis_gHI/TzVEpIRl9EI/AAAAAAAACtA/dv7Mw0kWas4/s320/DSC08341.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The end of a long and awesome day at Universal Studios Singapore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I really wish I could write up an awesome entry to give this place more justice but physically I'm about to collapse and die. Just please go check it out! The average waiting time was just 5 minutes for rides as we went on a Thursday and the longest we had to ever wait for was 15 minutes. You must go check out the transformers ride too, it was the shits!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;P.S// these were just some things at the place, there so so so many more attractions and shows that I have failed to mention.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-8283024051806012958?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/8283024051806012958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=8283024051806012958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/8283024051806012958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/8283024051806012958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/02/universal-studios-singapore.html' title='Universal Studios Singapore'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-piz2THKGa0k/TzVBfocBYAI/AAAAAAAACqQ/zR8TOaR6T4Q/s72-c/DSC08276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-2666418127478862689</id><published>2012-02-08T03:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T05:48:23.593+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Update</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;So it's been pretty much 1 week since I've landed in Singapore and it's been so good! Seriously having a really good and relaxing time. Enjoying visiting all my friends and family, it's been so good catching up with everyone!!! The last few days I've just been eating way too much stuff and looking fatter by the day, which is kind of making me depressed but I shouldn't really think about things like that when holidaying right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entry is going to be all over the place and random - sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NVZHWWr7VOw/TzFrGEelnfI/AAAAAAAACo4/kospwQtHp98/s1600/DSC08024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NVZHWWr7VOw/TzFrGEelnfI/AAAAAAAACo4/kospwQtHp98/s320/DSC08024.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Stef taken at the Merlion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've been spending lots of time with Stefanos where we went to the Chingay parade! That was fucking painful. I wear my feet still haven't really recovered from that, standing for hours... It was a good experience nonetheless, aside from the pain it was somewhat exciting. I have too many photos to share but it's all on my facebook page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QJQ80XCX3m0/TzFrTSCjghI/AAAAAAAACpA/sQtdLAQaoQk/s1600/DSC08171.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QJQ80XCX3m0/TzFrTSCjghI/AAAAAAAACpA/sQtdLAQaoQk/s320/DSC08171.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just some fireworks at the end of the Chingay parade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I had chicken rice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kSiSFyLfYyo/TzFsFo86iJI/AAAAAAAACpI/UnDEvEkljag/s1600/DSC08180.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kSiSFyLfYyo/TzFsFo86iJI/AAAAAAAACpI/UnDEvEkljag/s320/DSC08180.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was so good and I only paid 3 Singaporean Dollars for this. In Singapore at some places you actually pay depending on how hungry you are. What I mean is that chicken rice was actually 2 dollars but you have the option of paying 3 or even 4 dollars and the size of the dish increases respectively&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I've been doing quite a bit of shopping and it doesn't actually feel like I've brought much but I've almost gobbled up $1000 AUD - fuck my life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5DM-Q7AHO_A/TzFsGzt0XTI/AAAAAAAACpQ/XS_rJEIjTHI/s1600/DSC08183.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5DM-Q7AHO_A/TzFsGzt0XTI/AAAAAAAACpQ/XS_rJEIjTHI/s320/DSC08183.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Orchard Road - The land of the rich! Well not really, but like a lot of things here are expensive. However... I found my blackberry 9900 here for super cheap brand new so I shall by coming back here to buy it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Seriously though Orchard Road is fucking massive, you can go in on Friday and end up coming out on Sunday, it's that big! There are so many shops there it can easily overwhelm you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-azH80fZwmso/TzFsIZ6rquI/AAAAAAAACpY/SZbIY_ZffNk/s1600/DSC08187.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-azH80fZwmso/TzFsIZ6rquI/AAAAAAAACpY/SZbIY_ZffNk/s320/DSC08187.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ice cream&amp;nbsp;sandwich - so good! I want more!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I'm finding myself super tired all the time because I'm constantly on my feet and walking everywhere. I tend to be stopping inside lots of cafes and coffee shops not really to drink but more to rest my feet up! I mean I even did a reflexology foot massage with Stefanos in Jurong Point. Fucking hell it was so painful!!! Seriously some parts I was like thinking to myself why did I just pay to be abused. After it was all done though I did feel much better, however that feeling didn't last long a few hours later I was in pain again from walking all day around the city.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLgNJnrhoks/TzFtdHdBdgI/AAAAAAAACpg/Pr6TTAAKIVo/s1600/DSC08189.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLgNJnrhoks/TzFtdHdBdgI/AAAAAAAACpg/Pr6TTAAKIVo/s320/DSC08189.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look how cool this is, at &lt;a href="http://www.artease.sg/" target="_blank"&gt;Artease&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;they let you pick your sugar levels in your bubble tea! I believe Mary usually selects 50% for our drinks all the time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kofzZ1lqFKE/TzFteipdAgI/AAAAAAAACpo/TGpcKkd_Z6g/s1600/DSC08190.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kofzZ1lqFKE/TzFteipdAgI/AAAAAAAACpo/TGpcKkd_Z6g/s320/DSC08190.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the bubble tea for only 5 dollars. Fuck my life, look at this fucker it's massive right?! And the pearls are so nice, they are mini pearls so they won't get stuck in your straw and also they are so soft and easy to chew and just perfect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've also visited the Singapore Flyer which is a massive&amp;nbsp;Ferris&amp;nbsp;Wheel that takes approximately 30 minutes for one full rotation. We decided to head over there at night - Joyce, Mary and Stefanos. The view was great, and the city shines so bright here in Singapore but then again I'm pretty sure all Asian cities are like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ljnmL_ZpGIg/TzFvQz20zMI/AAAAAAAACpw/sF_eXIhufBQ/s1600/DSC08208.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ljnmL_ZpGIg/TzFvQz20zMI/AAAAAAAACpw/sF_eXIhufBQ/s320/DSC08208.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us before going onto the flyer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpwowJnZlAI/TzFvSuj3BXI/AAAAAAAACp4/t3ybb280UmQ/s1600/DSC08233.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpwowJnZlAI/TzFvSuj3BXI/AAAAAAAACp4/t3ybb280UmQ/s320/DSC08233.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The view on the wheel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y19F7mTCCF4/TzFvU6a3rWI/AAAAAAAACqA/Jw0jbRhf46w/s1600/DSC08243.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y19F7mTCCF4/TzFvU6a3rWI/AAAAAAAACqA/Jw0jbRhf46w/s320/DSC08243.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joyce and Me!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Everything is just such a blur right now and I feel like time is flying by really quickly. Before I know it, it feels I'll be on a plane back home to Melbourne, I feel like I have so many things to organise still not only here but also back home when I arrive but right now just being as carefree as possible. Been meeting some of Mary's friends recently and went to karaoke with Mary, Jasmine and Xan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I met my cousins today who kindly toured my around the business district of Singapore and it was really insightful. Seriously. Then they treated me to dinner inside Marina Bay Sands where we had Chinese food and I was totally satisfied, everything was delicious and what's even better is that I didn't overeat and bloat myself which is what I normally do every day now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'll be going over to Malaysia for the weekend but I still have to call and confirm everything with my family over there, I know I'm leaving it quite late but I like to think all will work out in the end. When I was back in Australia I already informed my aunt but I should really call to confirm it all and remind her of my arrival. I'm also excited that I have an&amp;nbsp;opportunity&amp;nbsp;to meet my friend Josh who I have not seen in over 2.5 years since he left Australia to go to NS (National Service - i.e. Singaporean Army).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay I shall sleep now, can't wait for tomorrow as I am going out with Joyce, Mary and Stefanos to eat steamboat! Yes that's right fuckers it's steamboat not hotpot!!! What's even better is that it's an all you can eat and also they&amp;nbsp;specialise&amp;nbsp;in XIAO LONG BAO too! Oh my fucking god - SUPER LIKE! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1i3JomMc7dU/TzFxSJ4XdCI/AAAAAAAACqI/Mo2-mIDLh_8/s1600/DSC08034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1i3JomMc7dU/TzFxSJ4XdCI/AAAAAAAACqI/Mo2-mIDLh_8/s320/DSC08034.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spam! Good night!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-2666418127478862689?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/2666418127478862689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=2666418127478862689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/2666418127478862689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/2666418127478862689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/02/singapore-update.html' title='Singapore Update'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NVZHWWr7VOw/TzFrGEelnfI/AAAAAAAACo4/kospwQtHp98/s72-c/DSC08024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-6881124951326122510</id><published>2012-02-03T02:04:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T04:58:22.772+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Titanic Marina Bay Sands</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a dedicated blogger aren't I? It's early in the morning now and I'm just wanting to recap day 2 of the Singapore Trip. Pretty much it&amp;nbsp;involved&amp;nbsp;taking a trip to Esplanade which is a performing art&amp;nbsp;theatre with lots of cool and artistic work inside. Joyce and Mary also took me to Marina Bay Sands for some sight seeing and yeah that was pretty much it. Had this amazing all you can eat buffet inside MBS at Todai, it was a bit expensive but I reckon it was well worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before dinner though we went to see the&amp;nbsp;Titanic&amp;nbsp;Exhibition at the&amp;nbsp;Titanium&amp;nbsp;which&amp;nbsp;involved&amp;nbsp;a documentary and this really awesome walk through of the Titanic. The Titanium is just a place where Singapore hosts all it's exhibitions and displays. I know it sound freaking lame but it seriously was really amazing inside like they reconstructed the whole first class cabin and all and the famous double stairway and they also had a real ice burg in side, what the fuck right? Exactly 100 years since the tragic Titanic incident, it's kind of spooky... so many people died...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual just going to spam some photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6_GzrQKKQC8/TyrG0HKE6eI/AAAAAAAACng/p_CFmdMzBfw/s1600/DSC07972.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6_GzrQKKQC8/TyrG0HKE6eI/AAAAAAAACng/p_CFmdMzBfw/s320/DSC07972.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Inside a walkway to Esplanade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4klesIrZD3s/TyrG3ld8ibI/AAAAAAAACno/yQs1H5oQcnc/s1600/DSC07973.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4klesIrZD3s/TyrG3ld8ibI/AAAAAAAACno/yQs1H5oQcnc/s320/DSC07973.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Esplanade display art&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EB7IBF9zMpU/TyrG5WJvdGI/AAAAAAAACnw/alUHdGjhajU/s1600/DSC07981.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EB7IBF9zMpU/TyrG5WJvdGI/AAAAAAAACnw/alUHdGjhajU/s320/DSC07981.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Camwhoring :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lMx3SNCfz0k/TyrG7ExsIpI/AAAAAAAACn4/Y53CatB9D6s/s1600/DSC07984.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lMx3SNCfz0k/TyrG7ExsIpI/AAAAAAAACn4/Y53CatB9D6s/s320/DSC07984.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hazelnut bubble tea - the pearls tasted so good, way better than Melbourne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2XeFYuvw1o4/TyrMdlIerfI/AAAAAAAACow/fWVZ9f6DY80/s1600/DSC07986.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2XeFYuvw1o4/TyrMdlIerfI/AAAAAAAACow/fWVZ9f6DY80/s320/DSC07986.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joyce and Mary&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZgzK5LFiEx0/TyrG_XRn2jI/AAAAAAAACoI/oDmC_1pPBjI/s1600/DSC07988.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZgzK5LFiEx0/TyrG_XRn2jI/AAAAAAAACoI/oDmC_1pPBjI/s320/DSC07988.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joyce and me with a face full of pearls&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FeFtb66u4HA/TyrHCLLN59I/AAAAAAAACoQ/MRd2RdE_w_U/s1600/DSC07989.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FeFtb66u4HA/TyrHCLLN59I/AAAAAAAACoQ/MRd2RdE_w_U/s320/DSC07989.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Posing in front of the&amp;nbsp;Titanium&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TTe3wmfjE94/TyrHEF9qHVI/AAAAAAAACoY/05uT88wL6oc/s1600/DSC07998.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TTe3wmfjE94/TyrHEF9qHVI/AAAAAAAACoY/05uT88wL6oc/s320/DSC07998.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sweets at Todai! I wish I took more photos of the actual place because it's was so amazing like the decor and ambience and the food was to sensational&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hm2eMiYG2eg/TyrHGM3rh_I/AAAAAAAACog/Ym3W0MsJ1H8/s1600/DSC08011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hm2eMiYG2eg/TyrHGM3rh_I/AAAAAAAACog/Ym3W0MsJ1H8/s320/DSC08011.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A shot of beautiful Singapore after dinner and walking back to the MRT (train stations) to go home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xGYByCD1E2U/TyrHIsvtXWI/AAAAAAAACoo/fITE03vYfhQ/s1600/DSC08020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xGYByCD1E2U/TyrHIsvtXWI/AAAAAAAACoo/fITE03vYfhQ/s320/DSC08020.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lastly, from the Titanic - tickets, boarding pass (this really cool thing where they give you a boarding pass of &amp;nbsp;an actual person that was on the Titanic and it tells you their back story etc. At the end of the exhibition there is a memory wall and you can search up your name to see if your passenger survived or died. Sadly for me I was a 3rd class passenger with a wife and we both died on board). Also got a free&amp;nbsp;souvenir which is a heart shape I love Singapore badge - so cool because it's true I do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm so satisfied today, had the best dinner and got to see amazing things. I am super tired though, I feel like I've been walking around all day. I think I'll be heading to sleep now guys. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-6881124951326122510?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/6881124951326122510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=6881124951326122510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/6881124951326122510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/6881124951326122510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/02/titanic-marina-bay-sands.html' title='Titanic Marina Bay Sands'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6_GzrQKKQC8/TyrG0HKE6eI/AAAAAAAACng/p_CFmdMzBfw/s72-c/DSC07972.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-6424035125143488198</id><published>2012-02-02T10:55:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T14:13:02.974+11:00</updated><title type='text'>SINGAPORE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I've arrived in Singapore and loving it so far. Currently I'm sitting in Mary's place blogging this as Joyce is still sleeping and we're leaving the place in 1 hours time so I thought I'd give you guys a quick update. Let me start with the flight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Fucking hell Emirates is the shits seriously! The best! I am in love with Emirates. The staff are pretty, hot and all of the above and the service is unbelievable. In economy there are over 150 movies to select from, heaps of TV shows and loads of albums to listen to. I ended up listening to&amp;nbsp;Adele's album on the plane when I was just shutting my eyes and I realised she has either (a) lived a very sad and tragic life or (b) a good story teller.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways, back to the flight, seriously no complaints it was great. It is&amp;nbsp;defiantly&amp;nbsp;the best airline I've been onto so far.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So when I landed Joyce and Mary picked me up and was so happy to see them. A little bit tired and deflated but that's normal right? We went to a hawker centre! A hawker centre according to Mary is like a place where races&amp;nbsp;congregate together (usually in an outdoor setting) to set up stalls to sell food. It's great because there is so much&amp;nbsp;diversity&amp;nbsp;and you can experience a lot of things i.e. Chinese food, Singaporean food, Indian, Malay, etc.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-68DbGiLOsqM/Tyn6LEbknSI/AAAAAAAACnA/9N3Ao3HAuh4/s1600/DSC07960.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-68DbGiLOsqM/Tyn6LEbknSI/AAAAAAAACnA/9N3Ao3HAuh4/s320/DSC07960.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Satays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ng4K-CDicw/Tyn6PbRv3-I/AAAAAAAACnI/nK3G6q8JVyw/s1600/DSC07962.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ng4K-CDicw/Tyn6PbRv3-I/AAAAAAAACnI/nK3G6q8JVyw/s320/DSC07962.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had my first&amp;nbsp;Stingray&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HBTUdnVXcnY/Tyn6RTJ7KuI/AAAAAAAACnQ/hZKOeNbbm5I/s1600/DSC07964.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HBTUdnVXcnY/Tyn6RTJ7KuI/AAAAAAAACnQ/hZKOeNbbm5I/s320/DSC07964.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what Joyce got me! It's quite funny it's just a cheque book where it has lots of things in it that you rip out and give to your friends. Sorry for the shitty explanation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KxRAAV1XvV4/Tyn6UMqDo_I/AAAAAAAACnY/3THEz03D-uQ/s1600/DSC07968.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KxRAAV1XvV4/Tyn6UMqDo_I/AAAAAAAACnY/3THEz03D-uQ/s320/DSC07968.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Roti Prata - Egg and Cheese NOMNOMNOMNOM Where can you get this in Australia for only a few dollars?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-6424035125143488198?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/6424035125143488198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=6424035125143488198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/6424035125143488198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/6424035125143488198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/02/singapore.html' title='SINGAPORE!'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-68DbGiLOsqM/Tyn6LEbknSI/AAAAAAAACnA/9N3Ao3HAuh4/s72-c/DSC07960.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-5804274688508346326</id><published>2012-02-01T11:45:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T11:45:04.283+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying away</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;I had a really strange dream last night that ended with me breaking the punch in device machine at work (accidentally of course) and then for some reason everyone was poaching or cooking eggs. It ended with this guy called Andy Kim who told me he was working like 90 hours the last week which made me super happy for him because I remember he was only given like 3 hours during the Christmas period? But then again 90 hours isn't even plausible and it was just weird and then after being happy I got super jealous! It's because NO ONE is getting any work and it's super depressing and sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm Flying today!!! :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to have lunch with Nicholas and mum in Glen Waverley for&amp;nbsp;Vietnamese&amp;nbsp;Pho!!! I haven't had that in like forever so I'm super happy. Then going to wait for dad to come home so we can all drive up to the airport. I hope I packed everything and everything goes smoothly and nothing bad happens like my luggage gets lost or something because then I'll seriously cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if my blog dies whilst on my travels but I'll try to update once in a while but it wouldn't surprise me if I don't post anything because my travel plans are so full - which is good as I need to be entertained. But I do want to try to regularly update though, honestly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--VwsQdGzW5U/TyiKmVfFdQI/AAAAAAAACm4/yMf40-17vFU/s1600/luggage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--VwsQdGzW5U/TyiKmVfFdQI/AAAAAAAACm4/yMf40-17vFU/s320/luggage.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so ready to travel!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Goodbye my friends, see you in 1 months time!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-5804274688508346326?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/5804274688508346326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=5804274688508346326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/5804274688508346326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/5804274688508346326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/02/flying-away.html' title='Flying away'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--VwsQdGzW5U/TyiKmVfFdQI/AAAAAAAACm4/yMf40-17vFU/s72-c/luggage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-8640909931984141323</id><published>2012-01-31T23:37:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T00:44:46.692+11:00</updated><title type='text'>BarBosh Dinner</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;I went to Knox today to have dinner with Lambert, Amy and Sam! Sam also paid for us and it wasn't cheap so thank you Sam! It's such a traditional thing to pay for everyone once you commence full time work and in Sam's case - 1 year full time interning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ncNsBOuDQ70/TyftTbAI09I/AAAAAAAACmI/prMKK5PSfWo/s1600/DSC07943.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ncNsBOuDQ70/TyftTbAI09I/AAAAAAAACmI/prMKK5PSfWo/s320/DSC07943.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bar Bosh! So good, I love this place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wGJLHIoIR6U/Tyfta06EDeI/AAAAAAAACmY/BobkB0VyckA/s1600/IMG_1878.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wGJLHIoIR6U/Tyfta06EDeI/AAAAAAAACmY/BobkB0VyckA/s320/IMG_1878.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amy and Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fONo5l505ss/TyftecmgWII/AAAAAAAACmg/VJq1zkwdLx8/s1600/IMG_1879.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fONo5l505ss/TyftecmgWII/AAAAAAAACmg/VJq1zkwdLx8/s320/IMG_1879.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam, Lambert, Amy and Myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fDol0iid95Y/TyftjcyPNcI/AAAAAAAACmo/P4v7M38HLMg/s1600/IMG_1880.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fDol0iid95Y/TyftjcyPNcI/AAAAAAAACmo/P4v7M38HLMg/s320/IMG_1880.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sammy Li&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CevRQYY_zzs/TyftrjO0UDI/AAAAAAAACmw/z3F6U8gjlPI/s1600/IMG_1881.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CevRQYY_zzs/TyftrjO0UDI/AAAAAAAACmw/z3F6U8gjlPI/s320/IMG_1881.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lambert. Seriously sleep more, you have&amp;nbsp;raccoon&amp;nbsp;eyes dude&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vxTlM6eyjEc/TyftYNvoW2I/AAAAAAAACmQ/UFJUlh6WYRI/s1600/DSC07952.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vxTlM6eyjEc/TyftYNvoW2I/AAAAAAAACmQ/UFJUlh6WYRI/s320/DSC07952.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Desserts! YUM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was a good night with lots of fun and interesting topics and discussions. Enjoyed it a lot! This time tomorrow I'll be in another country, oh my god... excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-8640909931984141323?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/8640909931984141323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=8640909931984141323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/8640909931984141323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/8640909931984141323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/01/barbosh-dinner.html' title='BarBosh Dinner'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ncNsBOuDQ70/TyftTbAI09I/AAAAAAAACmI/prMKK5PSfWo/s72-c/DSC07943.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-3279504267060082963</id><published>2012-01-30T21:15:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T21:15:50.737+11:00</updated><title type='text'>All organised</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A new hairstyle that I'm sporting! Super shaved sides and back which is actually an undercut as I have long bits that goes all around. I finally got rid of my side fringe - yes! That has been annoying me for so many weeks now. It is&amp;nbsp;definitely different and it's my first time sporting it. I think it looks cool, now it's all of a matter of getting used to however it'll probably have grown back substantially by the time I come back from my holiday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YuA0RgHG-V4/TyZqj77AxnI/AAAAAAAACmA/wnF8EB0Yq10/s1600/cut.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YuA0RgHG-V4/TyZqj77AxnI/AAAAAAAACmA/wnF8EB0Yq10/s320/cut.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So after cutting my hair today I did my banking for my trip and now all that's left to do is the packing which I am going to start in just a short bit. I can't believe the wait is finally over just two more sleeps. The reason why I'm packing tonight is because tomorrow I just want to relax and rest and enjoy myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-3279504267060082963?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/3279504267060082963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=3279504267060082963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/3279504267060082963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/3279504267060082963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/01/all-organised.html' title='All organised'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YuA0RgHG-V4/TyZqj77AxnI/AAAAAAAACmA/wnF8EB0Yq10/s72-c/cut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-8292041134287215449</id><published>2012-01-29T23:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T02:34:09.142+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Mens Finals!</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: My raw emotions! I am writing this during the closing ceremony!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I AM IN FUCKING&amp;nbsp;DESPAIR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am never going to get over this match and I am so fucking sad that Nadal lost in an epic 5 set match with so many ups and downs. I'm a firm Djokovic, Nadal and Federer fan but after this match I think I'm just going to hate on Djokovic for the rest of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart reaches out for Nadal. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think a lot of people don't even follow tennis and the Australian Open is just some fucking random event where they can all start talking shit as if they know things. It fucking pisses me off. YES I'm angry because Nadal lost and I'm in a foul mood so I am going to vent out my&amp;nbsp;frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think people who actually follow and play tennis would understand my feeling right now, the history between the players and just the mental and physical energy they need to get through something like this is&amp;nbsp;unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I am not really angry but more in a state of shock I think, so like it's not the same feeling I was feeling in my previous blog entry. Just thought I needed to let you all know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay everyone is entitled to their own opinions on who they want to support and all but I swear people are so fucking ignorant because they 1. Don't even follow tennis, and 2. know nothing about the the sport or players yet they still choose to blindly follow/support someone who they probably only watch during the Australian Open. Once the Australian Summer of tennis ends they wouldn't give two shits about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just full of so much emotions right now. I can't stand ignorant people in moments like this!!! Yes I'm acting spoilt and bratty I KNOW okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've never screamed and sweated so much watching a tennis match before!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is such an epic way to finish the Australian Open for 2012! It has been so freaking good. Seriously. I feel so bad for Nadal but congrats to Novak because I do actually support Novak too however from now on I suspect I'll always be supporting Nadal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-8292041134287215449?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/8292041134287215449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=8292041134287215449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/8292041134287215449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/8292041134287215449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/01/mens-finals.html' title='Mens Finals!'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-827531047856721147</id><published>2012-01-28T13:05:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T13:09:25.961+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Dealing with anger</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning and was extremely pissed! I was fucking angry as hell man. This is the second day now that my family has pissed me beyond imagination. Yeah I screamed, raged and vented for a good 10 minutes!!! &amp;nbsp;And I'm no stranger in letting anyone know how exactly I feel. Even though I may have sounded incoherent (at times) I am a firm believer though that expressing yourself is highly important. I mean come on, if you can visibly see someone is in distress or angry through their body language, choice words and tone in their voice it doesn't really matter what they are saying as normal people should be able to identify and relate to their&amp;nbsp;frustration. This especially works with crying. Don't you just feel like shit when you see someone else cry even though they could be&amp;nbsp;entirely wrong or just outright crazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yi8zOUU3biI/TyNOat_QJLI/AAAAAAAACl4/YsQjQYnKkIk/s1600/angry-face.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="185" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yi8zOUU3biI/TyNOat_QJLI/AAAAAAAACl4/YsQjQYnKkIk/s320/angry-face.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However this entry is not really going to be bitching every single detail of what had transpired (sorry to disappoint) but instead I'm going to write up techniques I use to deal with my&amp;nbsp;frustration&amp;nbsp;and anger. Now everyone is different and what works for me will probably not work for you and what works for you will probably won't work for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * * * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1. Best friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you don't have a best friend then any close friend will do and I find this really helps. It's good to vent out your&amp;nbsp;frustration&amp;nbsp;to other people and get things off your chest. If you are the friend though, I find that giving an objective opinion at that time isn't going to be appropriate even if you think the person is wrong or over dramatic, etc. I've recently experienced this through Amy and Andrew. Long story short, Amy felt very partial and indifferent to Andrew and spoke to me about it and I was calming giving an very objective stance/viewpoint as they were both my friends but in reality what Amy was really seeking was empathy and support. Which is totally natural and understanding as if you are really super angry the last thing that you want is someone else giving resistance and not being a very good listener. I'd suggest then give it a few days and then have your serious/objective discussion then after things have cooled down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding best friends though, for me, personally I feel that if I'm pissed off at topics which are somewhat trivial or minor? Then this really works. For issues like what I experienced this morning, I feel so physically and mentally exhausted because I was THAT angry I really can't repeat it and talk it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2. Mindless activities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I find that when I'm angry I have a lot of thoughts running through my head that if I just sit around doing nothing they start to really eat me up. Watching some trash tv, or a series you are following or a movie would be a good idea. I'm currently following Vampire Diaries and Glee and Community (sad what is happening to Community I hope it comes back!!!). I think when you watch stuff that you enjoy and like then gradually as the episode unfolds I find myself becoming more relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;3. Hobbies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a hobby then I highly suggest you do it. For me my hobby is blogging and I really do find it stress&amp;nbsp;relieving. Regardless if I'm blogging up what had transpired to why I was so infuriated or just writing another entry about another topic or event it's somewhat&amp;nbsp;therapeutic&amp;nbsp;to me. I know a few friends who find training and working out a good thing to do when they are mad, or going shopping, or even smashing out some angry tunes on the piano - all good ways of getting some tension out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;4. Others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to quickly mention here that I find myself frowning a lot with lots of tension in my face, I actually have to consciously tell myself to relax the muscles in my face and to just get comfortable again - this is super important! And of course time will always make things better, time always does so leave yourself lots of room for a cooling off period. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * * * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these are just a few things I find helps when I'm furious and angry at people, and this usually applies to my family as when you think about it no one can piss you off better than your own family!!! It's so true, even people who I'm partial to, sure they annoy me and make me mad sometimes but it seriously cannot compare when my family pisses me off. The main reason is probably because you have to actually LIVE with these people. I guess this really is the meaning of a love/hate relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right now what exactly am I feeling? A bit better, actually a lot better. I'm kinda over everything now and I guess I'm the type of person who gets over things quite easily which is more like a skill that needs to be developed over time. What I really mean is that I feel I'm someone who can see things in perspective and look at the bigger picture when given some space and then realising that life isn't all too bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-827531047856721147?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/827531047856721147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=827531047856721147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/827531047856721147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/827531047856721147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/01/dealing-with-anger.html' title='Dealing with anger'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yi8zOUU3biI/TyNOat_QJLI/AAAAAAAACl4/YsQjQYnKkIk/s72-c/angry-face.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-4097574988961425487</id><published>2012-01-27T23:35:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T23:53:02.111+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;Not really having a good day today. Just been pissy for much of the day and that was induced by my parents and brother. Even a trip to IKEA to eat meatballs couldn't cheer me up - actually it was during lunch when I got super annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too tried to explain everything and it's more of a&amp;nbsp;frustrating&amp;nbsp;feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways met up with friends later on, I was quite tired and I feel like my energy levels were low and I probably wasn't the best company tonight but I did my best. At one point I just wanted to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However must try to remain positive as I'm flying to Singapore in 4 days time!!! However my lips feel like they aren't even there because I'm very sure they are sunburnt and also my shoulders are all burnt and they are a little painful. I wanna just get physically healthy and well again before I fly off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-4097574988961425487?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/4097574988961425487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=4097574988961425487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/4097574988961425487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/4097574988961425487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/01/bad-day.html' title='Bad Day'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-4181727352027882562</id><published>2012-01-26T23:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T02:07:18.815+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Australia Day at Lambert's!</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;Nadal battling Federer in the Australian Open semifinals was epic! Totally enjoyed that match! Just finished watching it with Lambert, Herbert, Andrew and Sam!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a Australian Day BBQ at Lamb's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was so much food and we invited lots of people from a few different groups but I think it was a great success. We had so much left over food because the girls didn't really eat anything!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CMGILb7mPTs/TyFoKmOEJQI/AAAAAAAAClA/6kLNhiMz1CI/s1600/DSC07901.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CMGILb7mPTs/TyFoKmOEJQI/AAAAAAAAClA/6kLNhiMz1CI/s320/DSC07901.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Australia Day Drinks! We actually had more and we still have so much left over too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eSPuVcsFWF4/TyFoiVvUM9I/AAAAAAAAClI/xsZK3QiR26I/s1600/DSC07902.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eSPuVcsFWF4/TyFoiVvUM9I/AAAAAAAAClI/xsZK3QiR26I/s320/DSC07902.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zhen, Kara, Maggie and Xinnie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s5WRhLMAza8/TyForckBZOI/AAAAAAAAClQ/_UgZ3zs5DLA/s1600/DSC07903.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s5WRhLMAza8/TyForckBZOI/AAAAAAAAClQ/_UgZ3zs5DLA/s320/DSC07903.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Regina, Andrew, Lambert and Jenny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShxjYMKrOoE/TyFqK_IKtHI/AAAAAAAAClY/NKxsrGI8qqA/s1600/DSC07907.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShxjYMKrOoE/TyFqK_IKtHI/AAAAAAAAClY/NKxsrGI8qqA/s320/DSC07907.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Skewers and corn - love corn!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mVZ0lAQ0gE8/TyFqP6k2TbI/AAAAAAAAClg/27nQ3nFAZ58/s1600/DSC07919.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mVZ0lAQ0gE8/TyFqP6k2TbI/AAAAAAAAClg/27nQ3nFAZ58/s320/DSC07919.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah I love corn...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wFmNlcT_NuM/TyFqUaUit_I/AAAAAAAAClo/sZtSHM2ZGTs/s1600/DSC07925.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wFmNlcT_NuM/TyFqUaUit_I/AAAAAAAAClo/sZtSHM2ZGTs/s320/DSC07925.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam and me! So what's so funny Sam?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9yafj2c21OA/TyFqdI6FOMI/AAAAAAAAClw/kEm1HSo3dgI/s1600/DSC07933.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9yafj2c21OA/TyFqdI6FOMI/AAAAAAAAClw/kEm1HSo3dgI/s320/DSC07933.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Watching the tennis after at Lambs - the best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Australia Day is just a very chilled and relaxed day where everyone can just sit around enjoy a BBQ and drink whatever beverage you prefer. Best enjoyed with in the company of good friends!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-4181727352027882562?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/4181727352027882562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=4181727352027882562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/4181727352027882562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/4181727352027882562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/01/australia-day-at-lamberts.html' title='Australia Day at Lambert&apos;s!'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CMGILb7mPTs/TyFoKmOEJQI/AAAAAAAAClA/6kLNhiMz1CI/s72-c/DSC07901.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-5848716079488482764</id><published>2012-01-25T23:44:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T03:05:22.472+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Vitamin Me!</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;desperate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;need of some&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Vitamin Me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now everyone reading this is probably thinking to themselves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Now I know about Vitamin A, B, C, D, E and even K but what on earth is Vitamin Me?!"&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Vitamin Me is the most important vitamin of all. Haven't y'all heard? It is purely a subjective vitamin that can be acquired and obtained in all forms. However to maximise it's effects it is widely believed that&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;adrenaline&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;wonder &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;excitement &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;are the key components in unleashing it's potential!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sitting at home playing computer games? &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Very poor&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Vitamin Me!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Snorkelling along the Great Barrier Reef?&lt;/span&gt; Now that's what I'm talking about baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do y'all now understand what Vitamin Me is now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But I wonder... where on earth can I find a place with such rich sources of Vitamin Me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Gm4eCGxfv4Q" width="470"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where else but &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Queensland!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As a student currently pursing my masters and having completed my thesis in all of 2011 my Vitamin Me levels are extremely low. This course has been the most intellectually challenging thing I have ever done so far in my life! So if I was given a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;$5000&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; trip to Queensland this is how I intend to increase my Vitamin Me levels through the roof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XEnMUth58Xk/Tx_1ui-n3TI/AAAAAAAACko/ypVCwjRc-Xw/s1600/Great-Barrier-Reef.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XEnMUth58Xk/Tx_1ui-n3TI/AAAAAAAACko/ypVCwjRc-Xw/s320/Great-Barrier-Reef.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1. Scuba Diving in the Great Barrier Reef!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://picnicguides.com/2011/11/the-great-barrier-reef-australia/" target="_blank"&gt;Image Credit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I've always wanted to scuba dive and what better place than the Great Barrier Reef, which is the world's largest coral reef system. With so much biodiversity I'm convinced that the reef would be an eye opening experience. With so much beauty to explore and discover, without a doubt this would be the first thing I would do to boost my Vitamin Me levels!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Water related activities, in my opinion, are unbeatable as it's uncommon for us (well me as a student) to experience on a &lt;strike&gt;daily weekly 1/2 a year&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;frequent basis. Deep ocean water fishing, sailing, snorkelling are all things still on my bucket list that I hope to tick off soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sGBQ6RF4I0w/Tx_7j8zj8uI/AAAAAAAACkw/3LGSdhQvbh0/s1600/nudey_beach.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sGBQ6RF4I0w/Tx_7j8zj8uI/AAAAAAAACkw/3LGSdhQvbh0/s320/nudey_beach.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Beaches! Beaches! Beaches! &lt;a href="http://www.cairnsunlimited.com/cairnsislands.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Image Credit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I think of Queensland the first thing that comes to my mind is lots of sun and lots of beaches! White clear sand to laze on&amp;nbsp;surrounded by crystal clear waters, what more could you ask for really. I'm already feeling quite jealous just thinking about all those beaches up there in the sunshine state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0xStGKnFbxw/Tx_-0UXS6gI/AAAAAAAACk4/DS9PfrQ-tMA/s1600/Brisbane_9_goldcoast.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0xStGKnFbxw/Tx_-0UXS6gI/AAAAAAAACk4/DS9PfrQ-tMA/s320/Brisbane_9_goldcoast.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Theme parks!!! &lt;a href="http://mastraveller.com/Features/2010/10/12/5-reasons-to-visit-Brisbane/" target="_blank"&gt;Image Credit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love roller coasters and I'm sure every Australian would know that Queensland is the home of 4 amazing theme parks - Movie World, Sea World, Wet'n'Wild and Dreamworld. There is nothing quite like having wind blasting through your hair whilst travelling at&amp;nbsp;tremendously fast speeds. The adrenaline rush is unreal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There seriously is &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;too many&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; amazing things to see and explore in &lt;a href="http://www.queenslandholidays.com.au/experiences/vitamin-me/vitamin-me_home.cfm" target="_blank"&gt;Queensland&lt;/a&gt;! This is just a short snapshot on how I would spend my time to replenish my levels of Vitamin Me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Are you in need of some Vitamin Me? Click &lt;a href="http://www.queenslandholidays.com.au/qldhols_06/index.cfm?102494CF-0B79-E9CF-DEB9-02656EDF3879" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and take this short test to find out where you stand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All the best to all the blogger's entering this very generous competition hosted and sponsored by &lt;a href="http://www.nuffnang.com.au/blog/2012/01/24/boost-your-vitamin-me-levels-in-qld/" target="_blank"&gt;Nuffnang &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.queenslandholidays.com.au/" target="_blank"&gt;Tourism Queensland&lt;/a&gt;! And remember guys Vitamin Me is highly important for your general well-being. If we unfortunately can't be in Queensland there are always ways we can try to source it, no matter where we come from. On that note, it's time for me to shut my computer down, go to sleep, and try to soak in the sun outdoors tomorrow which coincidentally is Australia Day - Hooray!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-5848716079488482764?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/5848716079488482764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=5848716079488482764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/5848716079488482764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/5848716079488482764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/01/vitamin-me.html' title='Vitamin Me!'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Gm4eCGxfv4Q/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-75840500746296091</id><published>2012-01-24T23:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T02:21:17.688+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Advertorial: Melbourne Museum</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Advertorial&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melbourne&amp;nbsp;Museum - &lt;a href="http://www.nuffnang.com.au/what-is-product-talk/" target="_blank"&gt;Product Talk&lt;/a&gt; by Nuffnang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuffnang was awesome enough to present me with 3 adult Melbourne Museum tickets for me and my best friends to experience and it was most&amp;nbsp;defiantly&amp;nbsp;worth it - thank you Nuffnang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Melbourne&amp;nbsp;Museum&amp;nbsp;is an amazing place to visit, learn and discover. With so many exciting topics to explore, don't be&amp;nbsp;surprised if you end up learning &lt;b&gt;MANY &lt;/b&gt;new facts about life in the past, present and life as it is, heading into the future. As young adults, me and my best friends - Catherine and Lambert, most&amp;nbsp;certainly did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many photos (101 to be exact) so I've substantially limited the photos in the entry but I suspect there's still going to be lots! It was just really addictive and I just found myself snapping away&amp;nbsp;continuously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-obsF4Qu2njw/Tx687mw9-lI/AAAAAAAACiQ/zI7sPDqIxqo/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-obsF4Qu2njw/Tx687mw9-lI/AAAAAAAACiQ/zI7sPDqIxqo/s320/1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Melbourne Museum! It was such a hot Summer day today but thankfully the museum is refreshingly cool - thank goodness for air-conditioning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The main reason that we took this trip down to experience...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lmCuflvMkN0/Tx69v6O4WyI/AAAAAAAACiY/R35Uhe2Q-sc/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lmCuflvMkN0/Tx69v6O4WyI/AAAAAAAACiY/R35Uhe2Q-sc/s320/2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tiddalik the Thirsty Frog!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vl-mOPRLjvI/Tx7Ahj1lYAI/AAAAAAAACig/C_SJvh-Pmbo/s1600/10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vl-mOPRLjvI/Tx7Ahj1lYAI/AAAAAAAACig/C_SJvh-Pmbo/s320/10.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The line was very long, however it took less than 2 minutes to enter as everyone just proceeds into the&amp;nbsp;theatre&amp;nbsp;so do not panic and feel discouraged when you see this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This was live show performed by two&amp;nbsp;Aboriginals targeted towards children, however everyone no matter how young or old will find this live performance pleasant, educational but most importantly entertaining!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tiddalik is a very greedy frog who decides one day to drink all the water supply in Australia! As one could imagine there are detrimental consequences for such&amp;nbsp;behaviour so the animals try to brainstorm together ways of making Tiddalik laugh out all the water back to where it belongs. Will they succeed? You'll just have to go and find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This performance was&amp;nbsp;executed&amp;nbsp;to perfection, the visual and audio cues timed perfectly to the actors actions and the actors really&amp;nbsp;involved&amp;nbsp;the audience. Seriously! At one point of the performance kids and adults were all jumping and dancing around and you could really sincerely tell that the kids were&amp;nbsp;thoroughly enjoying themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OFG8Q5SIOYg/Tx7AjSefaKI/AAAAAAAACio/JuAj45RAbdc/s1600/11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OFG8Q5SIOYg/Tx7AjSefaKI/AAAAAAAACio/JuAj45RAbdc/s320/11.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A quick snap of the performance. Not sure if you can can see but the whole&amp;nbsp;theatre&amp;nbsp;was packed!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is a little bit&amp;nbsp;embarrassing but as someone who is turning 23 this year I can sincerely say it was highly enjoyable and I found not only myself, but also Catherine and Lambert laughing along too. This performance lasts for only 20 minutes so it's ideal for young families as it's not too long for children. However, if you do decide to check it out just note that prams are not allowed inside so you'll have to park them just outside the gate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After the performance there are also lots of other activities such as Tiddalik the frog face painting activities, however Lambert, Catherine and I decided to pass and leave those resources to the children. This gave us time to check what other things the Melbourne Museum has to offer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FHY4e7K33nw/Tx7CqoXhJ5I/AAAAAAAACjA/Pyd2KtYW65Q/s1600/5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FHY4e7K33nw/Tx7CqoXhJ5I/AAAAAAAACjA/Pyd2KtYW65Q/s320/5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Firstly can I just say that there is free Wifi connectivity! I don't know why you would need it through because the last thing you would be doing is jumping online as there is just too many things to see in here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B9Q-Kp_B7Vw/Tx7Ck6rYPfI/AAAAAAAACiw/2TL1UEBw9b4/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B9Q-Kp_B7Vw/Tx7Ck6rYPfI/AAAAAAAACiw/2TL1UEBw9b4/s320/3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lots of information are usually presented in a very interactive form, from movies in 3D cylinders to physical activity there is always something fun to do while you learn. This example while exploring dinosaurs involved a touch screen pad that once activated prompted a short educational clip to begin playing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VW40Eb-zjMc/Tx7CnzfKrFI/AAAAAAAACi4/JAgwW3JF4V8/s1600/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VW40Eb-zjMc/Tx7CnzfKrFI/AAAAAAAACi4/JAgwW3JF4V8/s320/4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Catherine probably thinking to herself - "what pretty stones"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VTCGO8srDfY/Tx7CtUI7aCI/AAAAAAAACjI/VvaE05Fkxtc/s1600/7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VTCGO8srDfY/Tx7CtUI7aCI/AAAAAAAACjI/VvaE05Fkxtc/s320/7.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lambert behind a glass wall of preserved butterflies!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ViB7jTemccA/Tx7Cvmpef0I/AAAAAAAACjQ/YdgxI_u1Gjw/s1600/8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ViB7jTemccA/Tx7Cvmpef0I/AAAAAAAACjQ/YdgxI_u1Gjw/s320/8.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From butterflies to spiders *shivers*... I have a serious fear for spiders, and I won't lie, this place seriously gave me the creeps for a bit. However, I am also a curious boy by nature and I couldn't resist doing at lease one round inside the spider hut.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ix5rsSOmSA/Tx7C18gAGQI/AAAAAAAACjY/x8SwGn7CJMY/s1600/9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ix5rsSOmSA/Tx7C18gAGQI/AAAAAAAACjY/x8SwGn7CJMY/s320/9.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was so cool! I got Lambert to take a photo of me inside a class container but get this! I'm&amp;nbsp;surrounded&amp;nbsp;by live ants!!! Clearly this was inside the insect section of the museum but there were so many live insects inside there!!! I&amp;nbsp;defiantly recommend checking it out&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;However, if insects aren't your thing....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How about palm reading?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G6g3tz6UF4M/Tx7C47BrcYI/AAAAAAAACjg/VLEENNxsUh4/s1600/12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G6g3tz6UF4M/Tx7C47BrcYI/AAAAAAAACjg/VLEENNxsUh4/s320/12.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was really, REALLY&amp;nbsp;fascinating! As you can tell from this photo Lambert and Catherine and busy studying their palm. It was interesting and I reckon we spent a good 10 to 15 minutes trying to analyse each other. I personally don't really believe in any of it but hey, who know? One can never really be too sure right?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-__RMqj81w3s/Tx7C8vgEXoI/AAAAAAAACjo/VrfHDd6KQM0/s1600/13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-__RMqj81w3s/Tx7C8vgEXoI/AAAAAAAACjo/VrfHDd6KQM0/s320/13.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Animal Kingdom&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Feel like tickling your intellect?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_1oCt_teED4/Tx7C-1794zI/AAAAAAAACjw/ni2ix1BhnbQ/s1600/14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_1oCt_teED4/Tx7C-1794zI/AAAAAAAACjw/ni2ix1BhnbQ/s320/14.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Myself posing in front of this sign. We moved on to the area of the mind and psychology and as someone who holds a psychology major, this will always be something that holds my attention&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VERZVevamFs/Tx7DAVcdc_I/AAAAAAAACj4/bvG6yzhydbw/s1600/15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VERZVevamFs/Tx7DAVcdc_I/AAAAAAAACj4/bvG6yzhydbw/s320/15.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really love how in the museum if you ever want more information they always provide you with a&amp;nbsp;pamphlet or card or some kind of assistant. It's great! I wish more events offered more services like this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Moving onto Australian Culture! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_YqjFjcrfx0/Tx7DD5QiBII/AAAAAAAACkA/JYcMa9rxzqg/s1600/16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_YqjFjcrfx0/Tx7DD5QiBII/AAAAAAAACkA/JYcMa9rxzqg/s320/16.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Took a photo of myself against this backdrop of what Melbourne City looked like years ago. There is about 5 or 6 different shots and you can really follow and explore and see the&amp;nbsp;noticeable&amp;nbsp;changes across the decades. It's a little bit awkward posing in front of these things but hey all for my love of blogging right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TlT2RKz_3tQ/Tx7DHHdddCI/AAAAAAAACkI/WtWp8pyPXNs/s1600/17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TlT2RKz_3tQ/Tx7DHHdddCI/AAAAAAAACkI/WtWp8pyPXNs/s320/17.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lastly there is an extensive museum shop situated near the entrance/exit. You really must go inside and check it out, some great gifts to present your kids, friends or even yourself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Overall I really want to thank Nuffnang for sponsoring the admission tickets for me, Lambert and Catherine. I personally learnt a lot of new, awesome and cool things and I&amp;nbsp;defiantly&amp;nbsp;feel much more cultured. Tiddalik the Frog is very&amp;nbsp;entertaining&amp;nbsp;and ideal for young&amp;nbsp;families but besides that the Melbourne Museum is great!!! For those who have never really checked it out before, I highly recommend it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'm not going to lastly leave you with some &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;details &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;about Tiddalik the Frog:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;3 &lt;/span&gt;shows a day running at &lt;b style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;11:30am, 1pm and 2pm &lt;/b&gt;(except Saturday and Australia Day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;20 minutes only!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (perfect for kids)&lt;br /&gt;Ends &lt;span style="font-size: large; font-weight: bold;"&gt;31st of January &lt;/span&gt;so be quick!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The &lt;a href="http://museumvictoria.com.au/melbournemuseum/" target="_blank"&gt;Melbourne Museum&lt;/a&gt; is located at 11 Nicholson Street Carlton VIC 3056&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Opens daily 10am to 5pm and is only closed on Good Friday and Christmas Day&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/5555631737864781865-75840500746296091?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/75840500746296091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=75840500746296091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/75840500746296091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/75840500746296091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/01/advertorial-melbourne-museum.html' title='Advertorial: Melbourne Museum'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-obsF4Qu2njw/Tx687mw9-lI/AAAAAAAACiQ/zI7sPDqIxqo/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-5947671705992673450</id><published>2012-01-23T23:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T00:55:19.636+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The only thing that's stopping me is time</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;Desperately wishing that January would just end already. All I can really think about is my holiday now and it's so close! Although I still have to do a few things around Melbourne before I fly off I am confident that it won't take me long to get organised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W4-ZR4PBB_8/Tx1mKYfbxKI/AAAAAAAACiI/klTQ47aiyqQ/s1600/flying-away.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W4-ZR4PBB_8/Tx1mKYfbxKI/AAAAAAAACiI/klTQ47aiyqQ/s320/flying-away.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;"Traveling is a brutality. It forces you to trust strangers and to lose sight of all that familiar comfort of home and friends. You are constantly off balance. Nothing is yours except the essential things – air, sleep, dreams, the sea, the sky – all things tending towards the eternal or what we imagine of it.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;–&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cesare_Pavese" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #225e9b; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Cesare Pavese&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-5947671705992673450?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/5947671705992673450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=5947671705992673450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/5947671705992673450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/5947671705992673450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/01/can-time-move-any-slower.html' title='The only thing that&apos;s stopping me is time'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W4-ZR4PBB_8/Tx1mKYfbxKI/AAAAAAAACiI/klTQ47aiyqQ/s72-c/flying-away.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-6026734140193657402</id><published>2012-01-22T23:38:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T23:45:23.022+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year Festival</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;It was scorching today but hey what else is new? Of course It's going to be hot when I hang out with Catherine as we have a history of going to Chinese New Year Festivals and other events on terribly hot summer days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried something different today and that is, I took some videos and put them all together to make a video of my day so check it out below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NTwMGTV6Axs" width="470"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year Festival!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The festival was pretty good but there isn't really much to see. We just ate a bunch of food, brought heaps of drinks and then went on a ride and played some games. The video pretty much sums my whole day out but here are some snaps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aP1o05VpRS4/TxwA-ln5dCI/AAAAAAAAChA/VvCXNnUS7gI/s1600/DSC07754.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aP1o05VpRS4/TxwA-ln5dCI/AAAAAAAAChA/VvCXNnUS7gI/s320/DSC07754.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so hot... walking down the street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jNTtr5uiLBE/TxwBB4EtpiI/AAAAAAAAChI/3ZD-lARyKoU/s1600/DSC07756.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jNTtr5uiLBE/TxwBB4EtpiI/AAAAAAAAChI/3ZD-lARyKoU/s320/DSC07756.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many food stores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8rQq8led7TM/TxwBERSm8lI/AAAAAAAAChQ/0Y88Lo9QiPw/s1600/DSC07757.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8rQq8led7TM/TxwBERSm8lI/AAAAAAAAChQ/0Y88Lo9QiPw/s320/DSC07757.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and more food stores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jLf_aGoRsxU/TxwBHZvNYxI/AAAAAAAAChY/ZBNmnnzdDUM/s1600/DSC07759.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jLf_aGoRsxU/TxwBHZvNYxI/AAAAAAAAChY/ZBNmnnzdDUM/s320/DSC07759.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catherine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S7UtdHMSO3o/TxwBK43QuiI/AAAAAAAAChg/cIjIuJwsxpw/s1600/DSC07761.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S7UtdHMSO3o/TxwBK43QuiI/AAAAAAAAChg/cIjIuJwsxpw/s320/DSC07761.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nomnomnom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PCYrfAiwkzo/TxwBNx7jtOI/AAAAAAAACho/ODRm51tqTCY/s1600/DSC07762.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PCYrfAiwkzo/TxwBNx7jtOI/AAAAAAAACho/ODRm51tqTCY/s320/DSC07762.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us, ready to eat into our lamb skewers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-66X63hl_zfI/TxwBTgSciHI/AAAAAAAACh4/j2dNJROnthY/s1600/DSC07776.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-66X63hl_zfI/TxwBTgSciHI/AAAAAAAACh4/j2dNJROnthY/s320/DSC07776.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Old guys playing Chinese chess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I was really surprised at some peoples fashion sense on this hot day. Seriously some people were wearing so many fucking layers it made me even hotter and then other people were just wearing jumpers which is crazy!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I was so fucking tired though like seriously wanting to sleep and when I got home I just showered and forced myself to stay up because I then had a Chinese New Year dinner at my grandma's place (which is my dad's side). So yeah spent some family time and collected money!!!! Yes I know I'm very money driven and I'm pretty poor in the month of&amp;nbsp;January&amp;nbsp;as I only worked twice and I can't be stuffed checking the roster in case I got a shift because I doubt that any of us has. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-6026734140193657402?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/6026734140193657402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=6026734140193657402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/6026734140193657402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/6026734140193657402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/01/chinese-new-year-festival.html' title='Chinese New Year Festival'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/NTwMGTV6Axs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-8591516145849246816</id><published>2012-01-21T21:49:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T21:49:42.788+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Ice Cream</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;So my mum loves ice cream, which works fine for me because....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A6JJfR_PO-w/TxqVGIwd9TI/AAAAAAAACg4/aZgxjIWF5sA/s1600/ice+cream.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A6JJfR_PO-w/TxqVGIwd9TI/AAAAAAAACg4/aZgxjIWF5sA/s320/ice+cream.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love this brand of ice cream! It's so good!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is just one of 6 tubs that are sitting my freezer. So usually if you buy one it's like 8 dollars or some shit right? My mum some how managed to score 6 tubs at the price of 5 dollars &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;TOTAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. What the hell right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is perfect because on long hot days I just find myself&amp;nbsp;indulging in awesome strawberry ice cream, and not the shitty type too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The bad side is I've been eating way too much junk food recently. Must stop eating so much crap or else I'll need to start dieting again. Tomorrow however I'm going with Catherine to the Chinese New Year Festival in Springvale. I anticipate lots of awesome Asian goodies (food) and heaps of money spent buying drinks as it's going to be a scorcher of 32 degrees!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-8591516145849246816?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/8591516145849246816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=8591516145849246816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/8591516145849246816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/8591516145849246816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-love-ice-cream.html' title='I Love Ice Cream'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A6JJfR_PO-w/TxqVGIwd9TI/AAAAAAAACg4/aZgxjIWF5sA/s72-c/ice+cream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-195887672330780168</id><published>2012-01-20T23:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T03:17:58.794+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Nina Dobrev</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with Nina Dobrev and the characters she plays in Vampire Diaries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a13/timtamz12345/Kat-3-katherine-pierce-17429288-500-225.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a13/timtamz12345/tumblr_lh5mvm0AK21qct5jho1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Katherine Pierce/Katerina Petrova&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That is all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-195887672330780168?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/195887672330780168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=195887672330780168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/195887672330780168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/195887672330780168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/01/nina-dobrev.html' title='Nina Dobrev'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-4992040238183230270</id><published>2012-01-19T23:04:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T00:03:24.386+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Lab</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;Hey y'all I'm really excited to write about this because I've just discovered this really cute sweet store! This place is called Happy Lab and it has a very novel themed concept that I'm sure will appeal to many of you. Located in various places around Melbourne I stumbled across the Chadstone branch with Catherine and Alyssa and this was actually the first time noticing and seeing this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the theme that this store uses is science. They sell sweets and chocolates and all other&amp;nbsp;confectioneries in science themed packages such as test tubes, conical flasks,&amp;nbsp;Petri-dishes, etc. This really appealed to me as a geek who loves science and dedicated 3 years of my life to science I was just amazed! Because really I'm not the type of person to just buy sweets or chocolates. I don't really crave them in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v0OfVMLL7sY/TxeS9-zOM1I/AAAAAAAACfY/M7mp-OQRH-M/s1600/DSC07719.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v0OfVMLL7sY/TxeS9-zOM1I/AAAAAAAACfY/M7mp-OQRH-M/s320/DSC07719.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at this bag! It's smiling at you!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bQJI16BOVlQ/TxeTAvI6j7I/AAAAAAAACfg/URKFVq58_9U/s1600/DSC07720.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bQJI16BOVlQ/TxeTAvI6j7I/AAAAAAAACfg/URKFVq58_9U/s320/DSC07720.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So what is inside of this bag of happiness. Seriously though this bag feels and looks really special. It's just simply a black paper bag.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HOW FUCKING COOL ARE THESE??!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cyhZAYLC5og/TxeTFUx3DQI/AAAAAAAACfw/vAr6DQdIxvQ/s1600/DSC07723.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cyhZAYLC5og/TxeTFUx3DQI/AAAAAAAACfw/vAr6DQdIxvQ/s320/DSC07723.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What I suspect is strawberry jelly beans in a test tube!!! - this one didn't have a tag on it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ks1Mr_0U5_U/TxeTIHKiA9I/AAAAAAAACf4/O2eIlEZ0fUg/s1600/DSC07724.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ks1Mr_0U5_U/TxeTIHKiA9I/AAAAAAAACf4/O2eIlEZ0fUg/s320/DSC07724.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pear!!! Look at this label, not only are these things packaged so awesomely, but it appears that these&amp;nbsp;confectioneries&amp;nbsp;are made from all natural colours and flavouring. Although I'd question the&amp;nbsp;authenticity of how natural these really are.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iZsmkdDTsPA/TxeTKpDK2pI/AAAAAAAACgA/vTqslfCRdbw/s1600/DSC07725.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iZsmkdDTsPA/TxeTKpDK2pI/AAAAAAAACgA/vTqslfCRdbw/s320/DSC07725.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blueberry pie! I've heard from Nicholas that this doesn't really taste good but I shall taste and judge for myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fEFCFriC-uI/TxeTNUv6yoI/AAAAAAAACgI/OyPdSjmitx8/s1600/DSC07726.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fEFCFriC-uI/TxeTNUv6yoI/AAAAAAAACgI/OyPdSjmitx8/s320/DSC07726.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I still can't get over how cool these look&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So the sales girls asked me if I was interested in buying a test tube rack for an additional $1.50 AUD. Of course I was interested, I was like thinking to myself&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Whoa they even sell test tube holders? Seriously cool!&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2RYzGBfkQLA/TxeTPmYH7GI/AAAAAAAACgQ/N1gSG79MHuE/s1600/DSC07728.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2RYzGBfkQLA/TxeTPmYH7GI/AAAAAAAACgQ/N1gSG79MHuE/s320/DSC07728.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Clear plastic test tube holder, actually when I think about it now I'm sure it was really worth $1.50&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-33CppWsVQMg/TxeTR0EjxoI/AAAAAAAACgY/zeP7Yt6dRIA/s1600/DSC07729.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-33CppWsVQMg/TxeTR0EjxoI/AAAAAAAACgY/zeP7Yt6dRIA/s320/DSC07729.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now taking residence in my room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And check out the&amp;nbsp;receipt&amp;nbsp;guys&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BvMqnfgxaDo/TxeTC10nYdI/AAAAAAAACfo/Di-r_IYCt9s/s1600/DSC07722.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BvMqnfgxaDo/TxeTC10nYdI/AAAAAAAACfo/Di-r_IYCt9s/s320/DSC07722.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Each test tube cost $1.95 AUD and the reason why the test tube holder is at $3.00 is because Catherine also wanted one so we just did it in 1 transaction so really it's $1.50 still!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Another thing I want to quickly comment on is that at the checkout you can pick up these really cool stickers &amp;nbsp;with comments such as "missing you", "eat one when you miss me", "the diet starts tomorrow", "sorry", "pep up" and all sorts of romantic and positive messages on it. Therefore I reckon Happy Lab would be a perfect gift to your boyfriend or girlfriend and it might actually work better to send it off as a parcel for long distance relationships.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In terms of presentation and appeal of the products I am totally satisfied! Really! However I guess I should really sample and taste them to actually see if they are&amp;nbsp;edible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Taste Test Time!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pink Test Tube: &lt;strike&gt;Strawberry &lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;flavour. Oh my god it wasn't strawberry at all it's fucking cotton candy - even better! It's very sweet though and I believe it will give me diabetes but hey it was very interesting and surprising so I approve, in moderation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Blue Test Tube: Blueberry Pie flavour. It wasn't too bad, not the best but a decent hit of blueberry I don't know why they had to call it blueberry pie because it just taste like normal blueberries. However it does have a medicine like after taste which I'm not too sure if that's in my head or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Green Test Tube: Pear flavour. It&amp;nbsp;defiantly&amp;nbsp;has a lot of pear flavour! Really tasted like I was biting into a pear. So I guess it really is packed with flavour, it is clearly the strongest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;These jelly beans are fucking interesting man! If I was to rank them I'd go with pear then cotton candy and then lastly blueberry pie. The texture is pretty much the same across all jelly beans and yeah better than the average generic brands like Coles or Safeway jelly beans. Just note I just sampled one of each so who knows maybe if I ate like 10 of each I'll have a different opinion.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-4992040238183230270?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/4992040238183230270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=4992040238183230270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/4992040238183230270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/4992040238183230270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-lab.html' title='Happy Lab'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v0OfVMLL7sY/TxeS9-zOM1I/AAAAAAAACfY/M7mp-OQRH-M/s72-c/DSC07719.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-7075563042427956539</id><published>2012-01-18T23:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T02:58:12.923+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not really being a hermit after all</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;Can I just firstly say that the tennis is seriously fucking amazing right now! the time is close to 3am and just finished playing a bit of Skyrim with Nicholas. Before that Kih, Lamb and Amy were over and we mahjonged and before that Lamb and I were at Amy's place as she was making these chocolate cakes. I feel like I'm writing this entry in reverse as before Amy's I headed into Chadstone with Catherine and we did a bit of shopping. I found something really sweet, cool and awesome which I shall blog it up tomorrow to show you as I'm pretty tired now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To finish this entry with some really trivial useless nonsense...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My chair is a computer chair that's made of fabric and I decided to give it a clean because I think it's starting to smell and I reckon like I'm sitting on it for so long my sweat and stuff must like cause some sort of&amp;nbsp;odour. It's kind of gross I know but long story short, I put some carpet cleaner on it and it worked! It really did! It's really clean and it doesn't smell anymore of anything but the carpet cleaner actually left white stains or patches on my chair and it looks quite bad, like fucking wrong actually. It actually looks like I've just violently masturbated and shot all over my chair that is now left with stains - sigh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-7075563042427956539?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/7075563042427956539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=7075563042427956539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/7075563042427956539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/7075563042427956539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/01/im-not-really-being-hermit-after-all.html' title='I&apos;m not really being a hermit after all'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-1679706729312098501</id><published>2012-01-17T23:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T02:43:58.134+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoying being a hermit</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;Staying at home for the whole day is usually a drainer for me, but I've come to not actually mind. I big part of it is because of the Australian Open and the Summer of Tennis. I find myself just watching match after match on my awesome widescreen TV. That and I am&amp;nbsp;thoroughly enjoying my play station 3 with my brother - sponsored by dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure there are times where I find myself a little bored but nothing to really get all worked up about. I think that the hot weather also plays a big factor on my mood to do something. I like to consider myself a rather social person with lots of friends and I think I do sometimes go out too much which really puts things into perspective. &amp;nbsp;Right now I'm really enjoying this 'down' period. I guess sometimes when you go out too much you just gradually become more and more tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also like to think I'm not really a lazy person. When someone asks me out or plans something to do, even when I'm not really feeling up for it I have tendency to just comply and say yes to everything. However, I think I should change that habit because I think being&amp;nbsp;genuinely tired is a valid reason to not want to go out. However, there is a difference between being genuinely tired as opposed to being just a lazy shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday that passes though is really exciting for me because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It's one step closer to finding out who the Australian Open Champions are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Another day closer until I fly off to Singapore!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog entry may sound very ironic soon because I'm actually not really going to be much of a hermit as I have a lot of events coming up such as a trip to the Melbourne&amp;nbsp;Museum, Chinese New Year Festival at Springvale, Chinese New Year family events, etc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-1679706729312098501?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/1679706729312098501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=1679706729312098501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/1679706729312098501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/1679706729312098501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/01/enjoying-being-hermit.html' title='Enjoying being a hermit'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-2789026804329329101</id><published>2012-01-16T23:35:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T00:44:43.388+11:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Years Ago...</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;So back in 2006...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;...Firstly Ali called me to play some tennis at 1pm, which was fine, which was good because I really needed to hit but what was strange was that Rita and Stephen were there and so was Lillian and Tom, so we ended up playing some doubles insted because Lillian and Tom didn't have much time to play. Anyways we played for quite some time and I got back about 2 - 3 hours later. By that time when I got back I had about a 1 hour rest before Sonal called me to play tennis as well; if it was someone else I would of said no but since Sonal is my best friend and I haven't seen him in ages yeah I said Okay lets play. I was suprised how well I played since I was feeling a little too tired, I ended up winning the first set 6-3 but then lost the second set 6-2, however we decided to finish our match on Saturday because it was getting a little late.&amp;nbsp;Anyways on other news I met Jie the other day, Which was a new thing for me as I haven't met him before, I wonder sometimes if he can understand me though because maybe I talk funny? Not sure but yeah, I hope he doesn't think I'm weird because I really am I nice person, and I think he's a really nice person too.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- January 16th 2006.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes as you suspected this is another reflective entry. It's weird reading back on things I've written, I can still remember everything as it doesn't seem all too long ago but then reality kicks in and you realise this was in 2006, which was 6 years ago since it's 2012 now - fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it appears I played a lot of tennis this exact day and how does that differ from now? Instead of practising tennis with my team mates (which, by the way we won that season!), I played Topspin4 on my playstation 3. I know, getting lazy. That and I also sat and watched the Australian Open all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonal was my best friend in primary school but ever since that ended we never really made much effort to keep in touch. We did here and here for a bit but naturally we drifted, although there really should be no excuse considering he's in my neighbourhood and literally less than 2 minutes away from my house. Oh well times have changed at lease we're facebook friends. It really is such a small world out there though, everyone is like connected somehow, I feel like almost all the 1989'er to maybe 1991'er's appears to know each other somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was like the first and only time that I'd actually met Jie. The back story was that he used to study in Australia and went to the same primary school as Danny Yu, Jason Ling and Willie Chau. For some odd reason none of these guys were free that day so they asked me to take Jie around. Jie moved back to Singapore and is now working as a nurse I believe? I could contact him to re-meet again in Singapore next month but I'm not sure if it would be very awkward after so much time and we never really kept in frequent contact either. We shall see...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-2789026804329329101?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/2789026804329329101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=2789026804329329101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/2789026804329329101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/2789026804329329101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/01/6-years-ago.html' title='6 Years Ago...'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-8235817678566868102</id><published>2012-01-15T22:04:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T00:11:14.513+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Yumcha with the Haileybury boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Kevin, Allen and Phung are leaving overseas next week (more on that later on) so therefore the purpose of Yumcha was for us to all catch up before they go. We had Yumcha at Sharkfin!!! It was indeed very satisfying. There was six of us in total with those three guys plus Lambert, Sam and myself - a very good number to go yumcha-ing indeed since most things come with three things on the plate so all we have to do is order two. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i1Q-Coca7D0/TxK3DMCSMOI/AAAAAAAACek/aDNYBINUOWM/s1600/combined.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i1Q-Coca7D0/TxK3DMCSMOI/AAAAAAAACek/aDNYBINUOWM/s320/combined.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are a few of my favourite things! The top photos is mango ice-cream, I actually know all the names of the dishes but I can't spell and therefore I will not attempt to write them up in Chinese but the bottom photos is pretty much an egg tart and a chicken pie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7cCx-Tci1XQ/TxK3FifuCXI/AAAAAAAACes/gvHULvDR_GQ/s1600/DSC07710.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7cCx-Tci1XQ/TxK3FifuCXI/AAAAAAAACes/gvHULvDR_GQ/s320/DSC07710.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Allen and Phung - lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ezWCywPtxo/TxK3IPRnduI/AAAAAAAACe0/PhcuDGcQ_Vg/s1600/DSC07711.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ezWCywPtxo/TxK3IPRnduI/AAAAAAAACe0/PhcuDGcQ_Vg/s320/DSC07711.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Phung munching away and Kevin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hJ-Xbe81sPQ/TxK3KbochgI/AAAAAAAACe8/rbb2rSs8m0M/s1600/DSC07712.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hJ-Xbe81sPQ/TxK3KbochgI/AAAAAAAACe8/rbb2rSs8m0M/s320/DSC07712.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sammy Li, Lambert and Allen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D14e0qN0si0/TxK3M5O6MUI/AAAAAAAACfE/eiMmvjGzsv8/s1600/DSC07714.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D14e0qN0si0/TxK3M5O6MUI/AAAAAAAACfE/eiMmvjGzsv8/s320/DSC07714.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So you notice that dark patch of spilled tea on the table. This was taken after Kevin attempted to put the teapot back down, however very comically just poured tea all over the table - excellent waiting skill Kev!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lFSgWvJvscU/TxK3Pb_kMWI/AAAAAAAACfM/vINKDougXuo/s1600/DSC07717.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lFSgWvJvscU/TxK3Pb_kMWI/AAAAAAAACfM/vINKDougXuo/s320/DSC07717.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lastly, photowhoring in Sam Li's Car! I can't resist when there is good lighting in the car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Later on around 3pm I went to Glen Waverley to catch up with all my high school friends. The&amp;nbsp;occasion&amp;nbsp;appeared to be Amanda's return from her almost 2 month trip. It was good because I got to see Sharon Pau who I have not seen in a very long time and also Janice Tang which feels like the first time I've seen her since high school. There was actually quite a few of us and we bumped into Hong and Kev Hu who were sitting to the table next to us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Back to the topic of Kevin, Allen and Phung's trip - Oh this should be interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I feel like a &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;disclaimer&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;is needed before I start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't claim to know everything, just things I've heard and picked up from friends and also from my own observations. I really hope they have a fucking amazing time over there and it's everything that they ever planned and wanted! - End disclaimer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It really isn't even much of a rant that I want to write up anyways. So from what I know Phung and Kevin appears to be fully loaded with cash but Allen on the other hand is broke. Broke as in I think he has about $500 with him. Does anyone else see how problematic this could potentially be? What I suspect is that when Allen runs out of money he'll need to borrow money from them and it's probably going to be Kevin because I feel Kevin is the type of person to take pity on Allen and cave into his request which I personally feel he shouldn't. It's either that or I'm not sure if Kev just get bullied into doing things?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This brings me to another observation. Phung and Allen are fucking trolls. Even today at Yumcha I remember distinctly that Phung and Allen plans and intents to troll Kevin - poor guy. I really feel for Kevin. Repeat. I really feel for Kevin because I don't think anyone deserves to be trolled this hard. I get the impression that Kevin is kind of annoyed already and doesn't really appreciate being provoked by these two shit-stirrers. I mean come on guys, it's a holiday why would you purposely try to make someone else's holiday&amp;nbsp;miserable? I mean unless you don't have any interpersonal skills it's pretty obvious to identify when someone is annoyed or pissed. I mean, it's really selfish behaviour to identify it but still choose to keep on trolling. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So what exactly happens when Allen runs out of money? Is he to just stay in the hotel room whilst Phung and Kevin go exploring by themselves? The correct answer should be yes because what kind of idiot goes travelling with no money! However, I would imagine Phung and Kevin covering a lot of Allen's expenses because no one is that heartless - not even me (haha).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;From experience and also just my thoughts in general, travelling with three people is actually not very ideal because more often than anything else when there is an indifference in travel plans or agenda it will always end up being two verse one. Especially if I were to be travelling to Vietnam where Phung and Allen actually know the language it wouldn't surprise me if they just spoke Viet all the time and if that happened I would consider that damn rude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay before I end up bitching even more I will cut it short. This is mainly for Kevin, hope he has a good time that they all have a crazy, epic, awesome time and hopefully the trolling it kept to a minimum. I don't think I'll be seeing any of these guys for a few months as when they return I'll be gone on my trip so til then. I don't think any of them are going to stumble across this except for Kevin so when your reading this Kev just know I was going to tell you all this anyways, hope you don't mind.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-8235817678566868102?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/8235817678566868102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=8235817678566868102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/8235817678566868102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/8235817678566868102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/01/yumcha-with-haileybury-boys.html' title='Yumcha with the Haileybury boys'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i1Q-Coca7D0/TxK3DMCSMOI/AAAAAAAACek/aDNYBINUOWM/s72-c/combined.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-3865298957802621869</id><published>2012-01-14T22:39:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T22:39:26.064+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaylin's 15th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My cousin turned 15!!! Today was her party, oh my god I feel so old. Very jealous indeed. Headed over to their place in the afternoon and just ate some food and played play station 3 and like chess and table tennis. She had all her other friends over so I pretty much was doing all this with Nicholas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q39skNeFf5k/TxFlRU3GVhI/AAAAAAAACeM/gXkO63XjliU/s1600/Photo0738.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q39skNeFf5k/TxFlRU3GVhI/AAAAAAAACeM/gXkO63XjliU/s320/Photo0738.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Failing at Chess... fuck man I'm so shit now, used to be so good. The next 2 moves after this I just raged quit my queen died - all hope is gone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-igovZNrAa0c/TxFlUEdCs9I/AAAAAAAACeU/YJfeamBWqXY/s1600/Photo0739.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-igovZNrAa0c/TxFlUEdCs9I/AAAAAAAACeU/YJfeamBWqXY/s320/Photo0739.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Cake! Lemon, butter&amp;nbsp;flour-less&amp;nbsp;cake? It was so good!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dzBd0rXsUmQ/TxFlXBz1rTI/AAAAAAAACec/hTZc0Ff3auc/s1600/Photo0740.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dzBd0rXsUmQ/TxFlXBz1rTI/AAAAAAAACec/hTZc0Ff3auc/s320/Photo0740.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My cousins with the awesome cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sad news of the day: I got a call from work today to take a good shift from 1-6 and I was so sad that I had to turn it down... Oh well hopefully they call me more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-3865298957802621869?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/3865298957802621869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=3865298957802621869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/3865298957802621869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/3865298957802621869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/01/kaylins-15th.html' title='Kaylin&apos;s 15th'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q39skNeFf5k/TxFlRU3GVhI/AAAAAAAACeM/gXkO63XjliU/s72-c/Photo0738.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-6859522301547111047</id><published>2012-01-13T23:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T01:26:08.644+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Trolling Puja</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;Van and I had a shift today and yeah nothing really memorable or anything, just that&amp;nbsp;apparently&amp;nbsp;we were meant to dress all Vegas themed and shit. Didn't really happen I don't think many people took it seriously but I borrowed Sam's casual vest and I used my bow tie and wore the white shirt that Catherine got my from Korea - I just paired it with my dress shoes and jeans. I have to say wearing Jeans to work is so much better than suit pants, I wish I can wear jeans everyday to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gXo-WlH3Dmw/TxA2b7VrcVI/AAAAAAAACeE/ElE5xv23Kc4/s1600/DSC07701.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gXo-WlH3Dmw/TxA2b7VrcVI/AAAAAAAACeE/ElE5xv23Kc4/s320/DSC07701.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;looking sharp Timmy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Work was boring, but I had Van!!! Lucky for her she lives so close to me so I dropped her back but first we went to Maccas. We fabricated this stupid story to troll Puja - the must funny shit ever. I won't blog it up because it's pretty bad but was totally&amp;nbsp;believable! I will make a rule that no entries should disclose any work related matters that I find could have highly detrimental consequences so sorry guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm pretty tired should really try to get into a habit to sleep earlier but holidays is too good to sleep early, am I right? I've been playing a lot of tetris in the very early hours of the morning... One of the early signs in determining whether you need to get a new life I suspect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-6859522301547111047?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/6859522301547111047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=6859522301547111047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/6859522301547111047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/6859522301547111047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/01/trolling-puja.html' title='Trolling Puja'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gXo-WlH3Dmw/TxA2b7VrcVI/AAAAAAAACeE/ElE5xv23Kc4/s72-c/DSC07701.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-61525156190736985</id><published>2012-01-12T23:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T00:49:29.297+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Max Brenner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sam Li and I caught &amp;nbsp;up with Tammy Sung today just because it's been a while since we saw her. Typical Tammy, still the same&amp;nbsp;whiny person she is but that's okay because I'm somewhat similar at times too. We ended up at Max Brenner in Centro The Glen shopping complex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A few funny things that I'd like to mention:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1) When ordering the waiter asked Tammy&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Would you like ice-cream on top?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;She says no then changes her mind after the waiter keys in the order to yes. So Bi-polar! Doesn't sound very comical here but I thought that was pretty amusing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2) Some time after ordering her drink she just spills it all across the table. You see people! Being tired is deadly, you do stupid shit like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;3) Kih and Lynn joint us later but before that Tammy gives me her phone and tells me to talk to kih vis text messages. So I text something along the lines of&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm a loser so please confirm this fact for me"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;In which Kih texts back "yup confirmed". I'm such a troll &lt;strike&gt;all the time&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;sometimes - Meidi would be proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--F_hq8hZeP8/Tw7eRSKuOEI/AAAAAAAACd0/bg6tm1QNS64/s1600/Photo0731.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--F_hq8hZeP8/Tw7eRSKuOEI/AAAAAAAACd0/bg6tm1QNS64/s320/Photo0731.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Strawberry Float - So good!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Gkqvn8M454/Tw7eU6jtjII/AAAAAAAACd8/qlX4TECkd0o/s1600/Photo0732.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Gkqvn8M454/Tw7eU6jtjII/AAAAAAAACd8/qlX4TECkd0o/s320/Photo0732.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tammy hiding away from photos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It sounds like I'm really taking a stab at Tammy tonight but in all seriousness it was good seeing her again. She's a very funny person in her&amp;nbsp;mannerism and the way she develops arguments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tomorrow for work my manager texted me:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hello! Don't forget we have a Las Vegas theme dress up tomorrow. So you need to come dressed up. Not in black/white. Remember you have to wear closed shoes through. See you tomorrow. In your bling..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh my god what does this even mean? I called up the store and yeah it's confirmed. I have to dress up Las Vegas style. What the hell is that? One team member told me to just wear a vest and a bow tie and it should be fine. I'm going to look so stupid tomorrow, I mean I'm pretty sure I'm going to look very casual and everyone will be all dressed up. Fail. Fuck you MYER! I've never seen staff members serve customers in theme before, why now huh?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In more exciting news!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/c6VT1HowXAw" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have decided to get the Blackberry BOLD 9900! Stop judging me you iphone and android freaks - fuck you all. After my trip from Singapore I'm just going to buy it outright and then go on a BYO Optus Plan because they totally rock! I will probably in the future explain all my decisions later but it's 99% confirmed. I've calculated that buying the handset and then going on this plan is way more cheaper than locking myself in to a 70 dollar contract for 2 years! That is like almost 1700 dollars and I'm prepared to make a commitment of 70 dollars a month, fuck that shit. I rather own the handset and pay smaller amounts.&amp;nbsp;&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/5555631737864781865-61525156190736985?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/61525156190736985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=61525156190736985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/61525156190736985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/61525156190736985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/01/max-brenner.html' title='Max Brenner'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--F_hq8hZeP8/Tw7eRSKuOEI/AAAAAAAACd0/bg6tm1QNS64/s72-c/Photo0731.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-6354072057490103875</id><published>2012-01-11T23:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T00:09:35.175+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up over dinner</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;Tonight Sam, Lambert and I had a chance to catch up with Simone and Yuky. Decided to head into Glen Waverley for dinner and ended up at Stareast. Of course that grumpy old man waiter guy is always there, seriously I would go to Stareast much more often if he wasn't working there he just ruins everything. Okay I shall get off that guys back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always a pleasure catching up with Simone I find her very humorous and witty. Headed over back to my place where we played monopoly deal and we taught Simone and Yuky and then all of a sudden Yuky was on a rampage to just destroy me - I didn't even do anything! I love monopoly deal there is no such things as friends &amp;nbsp;in that game it just brings out the worst in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was fun, good catching up with the girls who I don't usually see very often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S// It was so fucking cold today! This morning it felt like a cyclone and it was fucking pouring down so hard and real stormy weather - not cool! I was freezing all day!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-6354072057490103875?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/6354072057490103875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=6354072057490103875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/6354072057490103875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/6354072057490103875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/01/catching-up-over-dinner.html' title='Catching up over dinner'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-2626353253410310201</id><published>2012-01-10T23:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T03:21:52.390+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Honey Mustard Chicken with Amy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Apologies for always blogging to late now a days. It seems I'm always blogging at 2-3am in the morning, I guess there is no real point of the time stamp on my entries. If you ever see entries marked at 11:59pm it's probably really late/early in the morning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I spent the evening with Amy where we decided to make some dinner and by make our dinner I mean just can food and rice. Because both of us a very car-less we took a walk to the mega Coles nearby my place but first let me show you Amy's new baby!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t-9Jltat4hU/TwxgFn05_UI/AAAAAAAACdE/abnSbMTJa24/s1600/IMG_0770.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t-9Jltat4hU/TwxgFn05_UI/AAAAAAAACdE/abnSbMTJa24/s320/IMG_0770.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She got a new camera! It is so fucking awesome and I am so jealous. She's always wanted a DSLR and now she's finally got one. All the photos from this blog are taken from her camera &amp;nbsp;by the way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zTAx9zOdwgo/TwxgKQxUncI/AAAAAAAACdU/S6F4AaGEXic/s1600/IMG_0797.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zTAx9zOdwgo/TwxgKQxUncI/AAAAAAAACdU/S6F4AaGEXic/s320/IMG_0797.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Took our walk to Coles on a very gloomy day it seems. Always time for camwhoring though, even though we both look pretty shocking tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got to Coles and we really didn't know what to make. Feeling very lazy as well... decided to go for the easy option by getting.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3j0Su5rVao/TwxgM-UeiWI/AAAAAAAACdc/1QIVxEutivI/s1600/IMG_0798.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3j0Su5rVao/TwxgM-UeiWI/AAAAAAAACdc/1QIVxEutivI/s320/IMG_0798.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chicken!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jNJVfa5Sc4g/TwxgRFrwIFI/AAAAAAAACdk/9CENZEInlh8/s1600/IMG_0799.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jNJVfa5Sc4g/TwxgRFrwIFI/AAAAAAAACdk/9CENZEInlh8/s320/IMG_0799.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And canned soup!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How lazy right? We actually brought a jar of chicken tonight and made that. So we originally was going to get butter chicken because we both adore and love butter chicken but we ended up trying the honey mustard chicken instead.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Verdict is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Very good! I was quite pleased with the taste. Okay you can totally tell it's just pre-made from a jar but I was totally satisfied. As you can probably tell it's not hard to satisfy me at all - hell, throw a bowl of fried chips in front of me and you would win my love instantly.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QubjO55LxGI/TwxgVLoI39I/AAAAAAAACds/9cirvrP-Boc/s1600/IMG_0800.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QubjO55LxGI/TwxgVLoI39I/AAAAAAAACds/9cirvrP-Boc/s320/IMG_0800.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amy in the Kitchen! Notice how she's wearing one of my hoddies as she was cold - see how nice I am, I do not always bully Amy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As always I never really do any cooking at all, I just stand around taking photos and my excuse is "I'm a blogger and I want photos for my blog". It's a pretty poor excuse but hey it works! That and I don't particularly enjoy cooking as much as others. That coupled with being super&amp;nbsp;exhausted and tired today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lambert and Sam came over later we mahjonged then headed off to McDonalds for supper, but Amy and I was so full from dinner we decided it was probably better for us to not order any more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-2626353253410310201?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/2626353253410310201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=2626353253410310201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/2626353253410310201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/2626353253410310201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/01/honey-mustard-chicken-with-amy.html' title='Honey Mustard Chicken with Amy'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t-9Jltat4hU/TwxgFn05_UI/AAAAAAAACdE/abnSbMTJa24/s72-c/IMG_0770.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-4277742970389703787</id><published>2012-01-09T23:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T02:57:24.258+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I love IKEA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Went to IKEA Springvale today!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8av9zp18AnY/TwsNn43ma3I/AAAAAAAACc8/EBnG3B7nUBE/s1600/Photo0729.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8av9zp18AnY/TwsNn43ma3I/AAAAAAAACc8/EBnG3B7nUBE/s320/Photo0729.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Swedish Meatball's are my favourite!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BEST&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;i&gt;Seriously&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-4277742970389703787?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/4277742970389703787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=4277742970389703787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/4277742970389703787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/4277742970389703787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-love-ikea.html' title='I love IKEA'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8av9zp18AnY/TwsNn43ma3I/AAAAAAAACc8/EBnG3B7nUBE/s72-c/Photo0729.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-868437149855752914</id><published>2012-01-08T23:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T03:49:21.674+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much playstationing</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;I really should be sleeping right now as I'm meeting Sam tomorrow for lunch but I need to bus it to Monash University to meet him as he has some prior appointment. It's almost 4am now and yeah I suspect I'm going to be screwed tomorrow - oh shit. It's because I've been playing way too much play station these days. See this is what happens to me when I don't get any shifts at MYER and I'm stuck in the house alone with the tennis on TV and a play station 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catherine and I caught up today because just had lunch and then headed to Coles and K-mart shopping area at Burwood. We were reading our star signs in this book and stuff and&amp;nbsp;apparently Virgo's and Aries are unsuitable on all areas of life. Well considering I'm a Virgo and Cat's a Aries I think we did quite well to end up as best friends. The book also said that this is my year!!! I'm meant to have a really awesome year. Now if this actually happens then maybe I'll consider taking horoscopes more seriously - fingers crossed because it did say a lot of awesome things that I really hope do come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rQCoCtTfTzM/TwnHvUb-UYI/AAAAAAAACck/tY3wiqlXK3I/s1600/Photo0726.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rQCoCtTfTzM/TwnHvUb-UYI/AAAAAAAACck/tY3wiqlXK3I/s320/Photo0726.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When at Coles we saw this. Pepsi-Cola was that always like that? Maybe I've been to ignorant to notice. For a moment I thought Pepsi and Coke combined but that's not possible right? Now everyone reading this is just giving themselves a good face palm right now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vd3W0vHhD0w/TwnHyZojvyI/AAAAAAAACcs/1tMJQFexDdg/s1600/Photo0727.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vd3W0vHhD0w/TwnHyZojvyI/AAAAAAAACcs/1tMJQFexDdg/s320/Photo0727.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Renji is going home tomorrow! Aww going to miss this cute fellow. I won't lie, it wasn't all good having him around, he was being so disobedient and pee'd on the carpet one time. But besides from that he's been really good and super cute!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ywYIEqtAdms/TwnH1VqA0uI/AAAAAAAACc0/xX0ybYqLEcg/s1600/Photo0728.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ywYIEqtAdms/TwnH1VqA0uI/AAAAAAAACc0/xX0ybYqLEcg/s320/Photo0728.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I brought cheese from Coles because ever since Tracy brought over cheese from new years eve I've just fallen in love with cheese all over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lastly.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Vampire Diaries is back!!! Watched the mid-season return today, it's been too long - too LONG!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-868437149855752914?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/868437149855752914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=868437149855752914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/868437149855752914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/868437149855752914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/01/too-much-playstationing.html' title='Too much playstationing'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rQCoCtTfTzM/TwnHvUb-UYI/AAAAAAAACck/tY3wiqlXK3I/s72-c/Photo0726.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-3358313791367297478</id><published>2012-01-07T23:09:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T01:36:14.776+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Manchester Press Review</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers&lt;br /&gt;Have you guys ever heard of &lt;b&gt;Manchester Press&lt;/b&gt;? I bet a lot of you wouldn't of heard of this cafe before right? That's because it is somewhat in a very hidden place of sorts. It's in an ally, so that's why I've called it 'hidden'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who end up finishing this entry you can find the place here at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Rankins Lane, Melbourne - 3000.&lt;br /&gt;(03) 9600 4054&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me walk you through my personal experience after visiting this wonderful cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny actually found this place and wanted to give it a try. I honestly didn't know anything about this place at all and I wasn't really given many details either just that Amy told me that we're going for bagels! Oh my god, bagels! I love bagels. Seriously. Jenny organised a brunch and so our&amp;nbsp;entourage (besides Jenny and myself) included Andrew, Lambert, Amy and Simon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first impression of the place was very positive. I can't exactly remember the time we arrived but I would guess maybe around 11ish? Point is, the place was nicely filled, presented well and had a great feel and ambience. It has a lot of quirky things filled throughout and the staff members working there seem attentive and pleasant to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CdliBjb9LyU/Twg09dWqUfI/AAAAAAAACbc/drcJ4jPueRQ/s1600/DSC07641.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CdliBjb9LyU/Twg09dWqUfI/AAAAAAAACbc/drcJ4jPueRQ/s320/DSC07641.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Check out this menu, how cool is it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Okay I will admit it's not very easy to read, oh well for me when I first got my hands on it I was struggling to understand it for maybe 3 seconds? But after adjusting my eyes a bit it was totally fine - can't believe blogging about my incompetent menu reading abilities. The menu is not very extensive with most things involving bagels but as soon as I saw salmon I was sold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ol7cBSSXF9E/Twg1Y0xWzRI/AAAAAAAACcU/2YGdsqlqgew/s1600/DSC07654.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ol7cBSSXF9E/Twg1Y0xWzRI/AAAAAAAACcU/2YGdsqlqgew/s320/DSC07654.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The counter to pay, customers and workers candid shot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu8JPfeNi2k/Twg1bFsamOI/AAAAAAAACcc/PJ7B-fTgALY/s1600/DSC07655.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu8JPfeNi2k/Twg1bFsamOI/AAAAAAAACcc/PJ7B-fTgALY/s320/DSC07655.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Customers enjoying their bagels plus the massive bowling pin in the corner of the cafe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The food!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Okay guys the bagels were massive!!! Seriously I was very happy with the portion sizing. They gave me two bagels with generous amounts of salmon and it only cost me 12 dollars. Can you believe that? I don't know if that is considered expensive, but I consider that to be well priced and affordable. I don't know if I can recall any other dishes with Salmon that costs this cheap. At some other restaurant that I can't remember the name off, I ordered a small salmon pasta and that itself cost me $17.50 with hardly any salmon in it! Terrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-72dQNfEQXNw/Twg063Elf3I/AAAAAAAACbU/-Eigh9bUk7M/s1600/combined.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-72dQNfEQXNw/Twg063Elf3I/AAAAAAAACbU/-Eigh9bUk7M/s320/combined.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Snapshot of our food and the waiters! Look how awesome it is!!! You guys be the judge!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fm_ZOaGtPiY/Twg0369v8sI/AAAAAAAACbM/ueIdKdh0ADo/s1600/combined+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fm_ZOaGtPiY/Twg0369v8sI/AAAAAAAACbM/ueIdKdh0ADo/s320/combined+2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Furthermore check out the coffee art! Amazing right? I was so impressed with that they did with the coffees. I personally didn't drink one so I cannot comment on how good their coffee actually taste but just from judging it's appearance, it probably taste freaking good!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wB_ca_e1GOY/Twg1AFuhETI/AAAAAAAACbk/pmBTCH-7dSo/s1600/DSC07649.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wB_ca_e1GOY/Twg1AFuhETI/AAAAAAAACbk/pmBTCH-7dSo/s320/DSC07649.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amy, Me and Andy - shot taken waiting for our bagels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Enjoyed what you read so far? Do you too want to enjoy some awesome bagels at Manchester Press? Fear not stranger I will give you some visual cues so you will be able to find this cafe effortlessly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZwFQPqY4rw/Twg1Ed5HrcI/AAAAAAAACbs/qVu3DTYJK2I/s1600/DSC07669.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZwFQPqY4rw/Twg1Ed5HrcI/AAAAAAAACbs/qVu3DTYJK2I/s320/DSC07669.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me standing in the ally way, it's on the right of the photo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1vxEOm9JOwI/Twg1IJts9oI/AAAAAAAACb0/WnFAx5ZYyPY/s1600/DSC07671.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1vxEOm9JOwI/Twg1IJts9oI/AAAAAAAACb0/WnFAx5ZYyPY/s320/DSC07671.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You should be looking out for this sign here and then enter the cafe via a large sliding door that slides towards the left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So my overall verdict for Manchester Press would have to be a very positive one. Good company, good food at reasonable prices and great atmosphere. If you are looking for a new and unique cafe to explore with a friend then this place might be a good stop for you. However, if you think bagels are too simple and easy to prepare and serve and that you consider paying 12 dollars too expensive (for essentially a sandwich) then you perhaps should search elsewhere.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am no means a food blogger but I do enjoy sharing my experiences with people so hopefully this blog post was helpful to somebody out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;urbanspoon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;for more reviews and information&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.urbanspoon.com/r/71/1584177/restaurant/CBD/Manchester-Press-Melbourne"&gt;&lt;img alt="Manchester Press on Urbanspoon" src="http://www.urbanspoon.com/b/link/1584177/biglink.gif" style="border: none; height: 146px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly to conclude, tomorrow is Jenny's birthday so we brought her a cake and celebrated a little early&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0DGOOrNtTrI/Twg1K7-i2YI/AAAAAAAACb8/AIZRh3bEc_0/s1600/DSC07680.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0DGOOrNtTrI/Twg1K7-i2YI/AAAAAAAACb8/AIZRh3bEc_0/s320/DSC07680.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Jenny and the cake! It was passion fruit - so good!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M1I2CK3hH4Y/Twg1NmR4V5I/AAAAAAAACcE/yivZ6flPvOw/s1600/DSC07690.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M1I2CK3hH4Y/Twg1NmR4V5I/AAAAAAAACcE/yivZ6flPvOw/s320/DSC07690.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Andrew and I, taken at Starbucks near Collins street&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ICU0zxVQFVk/Twg1QQiOP3I/AAAAAAAACcM/lQYcZTQKfbw/s1600/DSC07692.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ICU0zxVQFVk/Twg1QQiOP3I/AAAAAAAACcM/lQYcZTQKfbw/s320/DSC07692.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also lastly, look who I bumped into on the train ride home - Gracie! I've missed you lots, so good catching up with you. At lease I got to see you this Summer!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-3358313791367297478?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/3358313791367297478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=3358313791367297478&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/3358313791367297478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/3358313791367297478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/01/manchester-press-review.html' title='Manchester Press Review'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CdliBjb9LyU/Twg09dWqUfI/AAAAAAAACbc/drcJ4jPueRQ/s72-c/DSC07641.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-1640799396526544</id><published>2012-01-06T23:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T00:37:16.565+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Skyrim</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;Just finished a good mahjong session with Amy, Lambert and Sam and then Monopoly Dealing - was fun. It's always a lot of fun playing with these guys and I'm so delighted that Sam Li is back in Melbourne and now I have another friend I can call out whenever I'm bored! But Seriously speaking really happy to see Sam again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I want to write about Skyrim guys. I never ever thought I would be playing games like Skyrim again but my brother convinced me to give it a shot so we both chipped in and brought it. I am totally clueless with this game though! I never really followed the hype and therefore I'm writing this up with literally about 2 days of experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-akzwOP5UEow/Twb1t-eMvdI/AAAAAAAACbE/fEcHTuSL5gY/s1600/1f0b71b9c90e5e66c9b7fbfc52b9383e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-akzwOP5UEow/Twb1t-eMvdI/AAAAAAAACbE/fEcHTuSL5gY/s400/1f0b71b9c90e5e66c9b7fbfc52b9383e.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Skyrim is like the Sim's meets Lord of the Rings as everything is interactive and there are so many story lines, etc. Whatever you want to do in Skyrim - you can. Want to kill animals, sure why not! Want to saluter a town, go for it!, Want to stab your best friend in the back? Yay! I'm not kidding too. I took my sword out and slashed at a chicken and so the town's people took my life - what the fuck right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all seriousness though it is very realistic and people don't react out of the norm. Back in those days people got burnt to the stake over really trivial things so I guess getting killed for killing livestock is a serious crime. I am though fucking confused about a lot of things. Nicholas and I are playing together and we don't really know what skills and stuff to put, if it's anything like Diablo II and stuff, it's not wise to just place random skill points everywhere, there needs to be some sort of structure or organisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore it's damn confusing, my brother and I are using a walkthrough because if we didn't we wouldn't be getting anywhere. For example, inside a tomb or some shit there's this puzzle in which you have to work out in order for it to open. It doesn't give you any clues on how to do it and lots of people would probably get stuck here (or maybe we're both incompetent) just a bit&amp;nbsp;vague?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story line to me is a bit shit right now and I'm just trying to convince myself it gets a lot better as we play more, or maybe I'm just too old for this shit now? Graphics are amazing - no complaining there though. So what exactly is my verdict on Skyrim? Does it really live up to the hype of it all? - No. However there is no denying that Skyrim is a very entertaining game and I could easily play it for hours on end. Therefore I'd say, give it a shot and be you will be&amp;nbsp;surprised&amp;nbsp;at the amount of freedom and creative control you'll have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-1640799396526544?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/1640799396526544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=1640799396526544&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/1640799396526544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/1640799396526544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/01/skyrim.html' title='Skyrim'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-akzwOP5UEow/Twb1t-eMvdI/AAAAAAAACbE/fEcHTuSL5gY/s72-c/1f0b71b9c90e5e66c9b7fbfc52b9383e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-7588065959414099064</id><published>2012-01-05T23:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T04:03:35.118+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sebastian's Farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Tonight was Sebastian's farewell dinner, this guy is seriously one of the nicest guys you will ever meet. From South America from Chilli, although he's much older than us he seriously is the youngest at heart and can party it up like no other guys I ever know. I remember meeting this guy with Meidi at induction or orientation (Masters) outside where there was lots of food, just asking lots of really random questions and getting to know the guy. Little did we know at the time that Meidi and Sebastian would become such close friends and that we would all just grow and love that guy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sebastian is very soft spoken but highly intelligent and educated. He is a cool and composed guys with heaps of character. However, when given alcohol this guy is totally different, pumping it and living it up. Although I was never the closest with Sebastian, I do feel we close enough to say I will miss this guy and what he brought to the masters group.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways, Thao organised a farewell get together for Seb. We went to the Blue Moon on Russell Street in the city and the theme tonight was Mexican food. I think Mexican food is only really good if it's fucking good, average Mexican food just taste like shit and therefore I am not really a fan. I truly believe that I have yet to taste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oK-bPzdvSk0/TwW6udj_3GI/AAAAAAAACZs/FKPx_bPheSY/s1600/DSC07598.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oK-bPzdvSk0/TwW6udj_3GI/AAAAAAAACZs/FKPx_bPheSY/s320/DSC07598.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adidas Super Stars - Haven't worn these in ages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-68o8CR3swaE/TwW6xckjiQI/AAAAAAAACZ0/nVToafDG6NQ/s1600/DSC07605.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-68o8CR3swaE/TwW6xckjiQI/AAAAAAAACZ0/nVToafDG6NQ/s320/DSC07605.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thao, Clarissa and Chris Callas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-526lqsYe9MU/TwW60NAsWaI/AAAAAAAACZ8/uDvo5ZIOOHg/s1600/DSC07608.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-526lqsYe9MU/TwW60NAsWaI/AAAAAAAACZ8/uDvo5ZIOOHg/s320/DSC07608.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nipuna and Sebastian&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y-O2uRVZ-Nc/TwW62spmiqI/AAAAAAAACaE/PTJwnuR6yTI/s1600/DSC07613.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y-O2uRVZ-Nc/TwW62spmiqI/AAAAAAAACaE/PTJwnuR6yTI/s320/DSC07613.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mexican Food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5li84X2W6so/TwW65mYkjHI/AAAAAAAACaM/9qXsUGUGJc8/s1600/DSC07614.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5li84X2W6so/TwW65mYkjHI/AAAAAAAACaM/9qXsUGUGJc8/s320/DSC07614.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kristina and Myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DWUut93CseY/TwW69F0crUI/AAAAAAAACaU/eNSBM0EJLgg/s1600/DSC07615.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DWUut93CseY/TwW69F0crUI/AAAAAAAACaU/eNSBM0EJLgg/s320/DSC07615.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From Left to right, John, Kristina, Me, Nipuna, Steve, Sebastian, Mark, Chris Siah, Thao, Clarissa and Chris Callas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Headed off the to The Humming Bird for drinks later. Pretty nice venue, need to check out more bars and lounges in Melbourne more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BQjr34OSvCw/TwW6_BhmYAI/AAAAAAAACac/TZZYaMtwmnE/s1600/DSC07617.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BQjr34OSvCw/TwW6_BhmYAI/AAAAAAAACac/TZZYaMtwmnE/s320/DSC07617.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cocktail Menu Cover&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LfAxF1G9qW4/TwW7X5hHdsI/AAAAAAAACak/ye3j0yNZyxo/s1600/DSC07625.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LfAxF1G9qW4/TwW7X5hHdsI/AAAAAAAACak/ye3j0yNZyxo/s320/DSC07625.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yolanda and Me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5XkgRyAVh30/TwW7Z-c05cI/AAAAAAAACas/BdiRpzL3CzU/s1600/DSC07627.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5XkgRyAVh30/TwW7Z-c05cI/AAAAAAAACas/BdiRpzL3CzU/s320/DSC07627.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Humming Bird - taste so good! I will go back and drink more!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xUBeybJnG7k/TwW7ceiIodI/AAAAAAAACa0/WSMuEbJ_idw/s1600/DSC07632.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xUBeybJnG7k/TwW7ceiIodI/AAAAAAAACa0/WSMuEbJ_idw/s320/DSC07632.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thao and me, I love this photo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uabd41yxPhE/TwW7gNL_C5I/AAAAAAAACa8/orteHlpfDE8/s1600/DSC07638.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uabd41yxPhE/TwW7gNL_C5I/AAAAAAAACa8/orteHlpfDE8/s320/DSC07638.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Sebastian!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have some group photos but they are all so fucking blury and are unusable, unusable, unusable and unusable but Thao took some pics too so hopefully we'll get to see them soon on facebook. My Camera was very blury tonight I need to play around with the setting to make it perfect is very dark environments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Have a safe trip back, stay health, stay safe and&amp;nbsp;defiantly&amp;nbsp;keep in touch Sebastian!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-7588065959414099064?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/7588065959414099064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=7588065959414099064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/7588065959414099064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/7588065959414099064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/01/sebastians-farewell.html' title='Sebastian&apos;s Farewell'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oK-bPzdvSk0/TwW6udj_3GI/AAAAAAAACZs/FKPx_bPheSY/s72-c/DSC07598.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-6393845127545972095</id><published>2012-01-04T23:32:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T23:32:20.490+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Lamb and Amy Chill Out</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;I saw Lambert and Amy today, they came over to my place to chill a bit. Got taught a different version of mahjong, which is interesting but I pretty much lost everything. It's a very simple version that requires no skill at all, but I guess it's more about taking risks and waiting to self pick rather than winning of people. Who ever is the biggest gambler would probably win everything or end up with nothing. It's always fun playing with these guys, totally playing on emotions - we would be the worst poker players ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lambert also brought over a newer version of monopoly deal that he picked up in Hong Kong. It's so good playing with new monopoly deal cards as the deck that I have is so ruined and shit to play with now it's just really annoying. Anyways, what's special about this deck is that there are a lot of new action cards which make the game so much more fun and interesting. For example there is a card where you can sly deal 2 properties. Another card is steal another players card, and another one is to force a player to skip it's turn. There are many other cards but I can't be stuffed telling you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my pay for the last 2 weeks and it was a very nice pay indeed although I was taxed so much! Tax really hurts but I'm still a big believer that tax is a necessity in order to live in a great city. I think I have more than enough money for my Singapore/Malaysian trip but you can never have enough money - never!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-6393845127545972095?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/6393845127545972095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=6393845127545972095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/6393845127545972095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/6393845127545972095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/01/lamb-and-amy-chill-out.html' title='Lamb and Amy Chill Out'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-1950666592967621665</id><published>2012-01-03T23:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T01:18:19.275+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing really to report</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;Not much happened today. As the usual just sat my ass on the couch watching the tennis on the television. When the cool change finally came I went with Nicholas to the tennis courts to have a hit - played really well, good session if I say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for all of you living in Melbourne, aren't we all glad the heat is finally dying down? Seriously the last few days have been such a scorcher. Mum's worried that our aircon system is going to break down because it's been on for days. We did give it a about 7 hours break today but we had to turn it back on because it was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly 4 weeks now until I fly off to Singapore! I'm so excited just counting down the days of January. I have a feeling January is going to fly be really quickly as the tennis is going to keep me company, that and Lambert is back in Australia and Sam is coming back in a few days so I can catch up with those losers.&amp;nbsp;Apparently Lambert dyed his hair red and now he's in hiding because to him it looks unflattering. I on the other hand want to see his hair so I can take lots of photos and plaster them all over facebook. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regina and I were talking about organising a clubbing night one of these Fridays at Alumbra. Haven't clubbed in so long so I wouldn't mind. Well to me, clubbing is kind of like a mood you have to be in. I couldn't go clubbing each week because (1) financially it's too expensive, (2) I think I would get bored after a while and (3) &amp;nbsp;you really need to go clubbing with friends that you trust and I don't know I have many friends that I trust to go clubbing with. I guess I need to find more reliable friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kidding, because back to what I was saying, for me, to club, you need to be in the right mood. I honestly just enjoy taking shots with mates and getting high and dancing to awesome music. There's nothing better than waking up the next morning after an epic night out clubbing with awesome people, great music and a shit load of alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My poison of choice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tequila and 151's!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-1950666592967621665?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/1950666592967621665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=1950666592967621665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/1950666592967621665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/1950666592967621665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/01/nothing-really-to-report.html' title='Nothing really to report'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-6656921625293534674</id><published>2012-01-02T23:53:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T00:28:40.801+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer of tennis is here</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;Tennis is a big part of my life. I've been playing tennis ever since I was in primary school and have always loved the feeling of smacking tennis balls around on a tennis court. Every Australian Summer I'm always so excited to watch all the players at all the lead up tournaments before the Australian Open. I must say though, I had totally forgotten the season had started until dad came into my room and told me Channel 7 Digital was broadcasting the Brisbane International. As you guys can all guess I pretty much glued myself to the television and watched the matches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the Brisbane International because it is such a high class tournaments. Only the best of the best get a chance to play here and the draws are so competitive. I guess this applies also to the Sydney tournament as these tournaments are in high demand due to being the first tournaments before the first Grand Slam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really inspires me to head over to the courts and play some really good matches. I know a lot of friends are enjoy and appreciate the sport but I also know a lot of friends who find tennis quite boring. I can see how people can find it boring but I think it's because they are not knowledgeable enough to appreciate what these&amp;nbsp;athletes&amp;nbsp;are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tennis is one of the most physical and mental games out there. How the game is played today is insane, the mount of work these tennis players have to do is crazy. When people see players just hitting left to right, right to left they come to conclusion that it's a really boring game, but people who know better can see the different amounts of spins players are using. Furthermore, it's all about shot selection and constructing a point. Good players don't just ball bash the ball and go for winners because that would be a very low percentage play. Good players construct and try to find a loop hole in the opponents game and once they receive that right ball (generally a ball that lands shorter into the court) they will go for the kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on forever about tennis but I think I'll just let people enjoy what they want to enjoy. I feel like I can appreciate sport as I've played and grown up with sport for majority of my life. I think all athletes, no matter what sport you play can relate to one another as they can identify with pressure. Sport is all about performing well under pressure. You can be really good at something but crumble under pressure and therefore fall short of your potential. It doesn't mean your not good at the sport you play but it just means you will never become truly great and know what it really feels to be a champion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sadly, feel that I've fallen short a lot of the times but I've won over 5 titles in my junior life of the WDTA District so I can't really complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jgWncJ1WWQE/TwGw9-u0t9I/AAAAAAAACZg/VLFoh2AYYt8/s1600/DSC00866.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jgWncJ1WWQE/TwGw9-u0t9I/AAAAAAAACZg/VLFoh2AYYt8/s320/DSC00866.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-6656921625293534674?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/6656921625293534674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=6656921625293534674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/6656921625293534674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/6656921625293534674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/01/summer-of-tennis-is-here.html' title='Summer of tennis is here'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jgWncJ1WWQE/TwGw9-u0t9I/AAAAAAAACZg/VLFoh2AYYt8/s72-c/DSC00866.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-5129907403644355937</id><published>2012-01-01T23:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T01:58:54.209+11:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of 2012</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;I pretty much went into work today from opening to close. Wasn't too busy, but consistent. I was actually meant to work tomorrow but I gave it to Van, as I just got really lazy and decided I just want a break (even though there is a very high chance no one is going to be getting any more shifts). It was really relaxing, pretty much my manager just got me to do a lot of ticketing and tagging so I didn't really work the registers much, which was good. I used to really like serving customers, but now I'm really happy just doing stock work or like folding clothes because I can somewhat zone out and not worry about them at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much spent the whole day with Van, we took all our breaks together and then I drove her home. We're so bad we&amp;nbsp;purposely&amp;nbsp;"forgot" our break times and therefore it "forced" us to go on breaks together - oh well.&lt;br /&gt;This morning when I woke up I swear I couldn't get out of bed! It was such a major struggle I'm so glad that I eventually dragged myself out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a random side note, my dad fucking takes everything I own if I leave it lying out. I have a box of cables for my camera, phone, and other small electrical devices and he'll just randomly take them and then claim them for his own. I remember one time he took my phone charger and I was like what the fuck?!!! How will he ever use my phone charger it only works for my phone. It's just so fucking annoying and when I confront him or just ask him for a reason, any reason to this idiotic behaviour all he can do is make a fucking sound effect or grunt. It just shits me because it doesn't make any sense. Why would you take someone else's cables and not tell them? Do you think they will not notice it when they need to actually use the device. So gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not come into my room takes things that do not belong to you and expect there to be no consequences. If you need to use or borrow something ask me and I'll give it to you - this is an good example of drama in my life that normal people don't have to usually experience because normal people don't put things into a drawer to have someone else ravish through it and then take their shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to end this entry with some photowhoring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4Z9HGyX7mE/TwB0U-nQehI/AAAAAAAACZU/t47JTpIGpgg/s1600/DSC07597.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4Z9HGyX7mE/TwB0U-nQehI/AAAAAAAACZU/t47JTpIGpgg/s320/DSC07597.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Been thinking for a very long time now what to do with my hair, to either grow it or cut it again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-5129907403644355937?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/5129907403644355937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=5129907403644355937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/5129907403644355937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/5129907403644355937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2012/01/first-day-of-2012.html' title='First Day of 2012'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4Z9HGyX7mE/TwB0U-nQehI/AAAAAAAACZU/t47JTpIGpgg/s72-c/DSC07597.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-2123859295876914161</id><published>2011-12-31T23:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T01:52:02.840+11:00</updated><title type='text'>NYE Party</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;My last entry for 2011 - well technically it's 2012 already as the time is around 1:30am. Friends just went home as I hosted a house dinner party/gathering - nothing wild. I'm kinda screwed because I have a 8 hour shift tomorrow/today from 10-6 fuck my life but oh well live in the now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good tonight, just had a dinner and ended up with way too much food. Oh well guess I know what I'll be eating from now on. Invited a few high school friends which were David Teoh, Ann and Xuan. Of course Catherine was there and also Susan and Ravy for a bit. Minhtu, Tracy and Regina also rocked up and Kevin poped in later along with David Ng and his sister. I was slightly worried that people wouldn't get along but I think it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my day pretty much involved work then rushing home to go to Coles with Cat and then coming back and cooking and then guest started coming. I'm so tried, seriously don't know how I'm going to survive my shift later tomorrow/today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The count down was cool, we just gathered around my lounge turned on the television and counted down then exploded lots of party poppers and glitter and streamers where flying all around the room. I didn't take many photos but here are just a few snaps I grabbed at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3MZnWmqZK9I/Tv8frXD5oYI/AAAAAAAACY4/EjG80x5Uxe4/s1600/DSC07584.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3MZnWmqZK9I/Tv8frXD5oYI/AAAAAAAACY4/EjG80x5Uxe4/s320/DSC07584.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Catherine and Me first photos of 2012!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NN1CNfDTjp8/Tv8fuj4W95I/AAAAAAAACZA/7md5yTTs9N0/s1600/DSC07586.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NN1CNfDTjp8/Tv8fuj4W95I/AAAAAAAACZA/7md5yTTs9N0/s320/DSC07586.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me, Teoh, Ann, Yevonne and David&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k32C6OCVAQo/Tv8fxVUritI/AAAAAAAACZI/5neEcYHW0L4/s1600/DSC07589.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k32C6OCVAQo/Tv8fxVUritI/AAAAAAAACZI/5neEcYHW0L4/s320/DSC07589.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tracy, Regina, Me, Kevin and Minhtu&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm exhausted guys! 2011 has just ended and 2012 is just beginning, be excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-2123859295876914161?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/2123859295876914161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=2123859295876914161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/2123859295876914161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/2123859295876914161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/12/nye-party.html' title='NYE Party'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3MZnWmqZK9I/Tv8frXD5oYI/AAAAAAAACY4/EjG80x5Uxe4/s72-c/DSC07584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-2180566066113209273</id><published>2011-12-30T23:21:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T00:22:54.033+11:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 in review</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WARNING VERY LONG ENTRY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So another year has past and we're all a little bit older and little bit wiser. I hope everyone had a really good year and if this year wasn't exactly the year for you then I hope 2012 brings you more joy, happiness, peace and serenity and may your next year be absent of all physical stress and mental anxiety guys and girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My year has had a lot of ups and down and it was full of stress but at the same time there was plenty of time to relax and enjoy and hang out with my awesome friends. I've met a lot of awesome people this year, had lots of new experiences and I've enjoyed every single one of them, even the bad ones because if it wasn't for the bad how am I to grow and learn from mistakes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's recap 2011! - Just a few highlights from each month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JANUARY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lots of Mahjong with the usual - Hong, Lambert, Sam and at times Amy Young&lt;br /&gt;- 1000 step's a couple of times&lt;br /&gt;- Super excited about Masters and told myself to do well which I think I achieved!&lt;br /&gt;- Jenny's 21st&lt;br /&gt;- Mum's delayed &lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;birthday dinner at a M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: 15px;"&gt;editerranean Restaurant in Malven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Beaching with my high school friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Met Andy's baby daughter Erin at her baby shower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Australian OPEN was FUCKING GOOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: 15px;"&gt;- David Teoh's 21st Birthday, enjoyed some amazing steak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;FEBRUARY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Mum hosted Chinese New Year at our place for Dad's side of the family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Freak flooding's and storms in Melbourne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Lisa's 21st Birthday in the city, was a photographer for the first time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Catching up with Melbourne girls since meeting at Mr.Kims in December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Glen Waverley Chinese New Year Festival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Spent Valentines day with Hong - sad but fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Feeling shit I didn't have a casual/part time job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Ashcombe road trip with Jason and Catherine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Starting coaching kids again for tennis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Masters began!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;MARCH:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Started to hit regularly with some tennis guys a year level under me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Element Lounge for Regina's 21st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Shit started already getting serious for Uni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Grace and Sharon's Birthday get together at Zest89&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Amy Young's 21st Birthday party, was epic fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Brother birthday, celebrated as a family at a restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;APRIL:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- First masters social get together at LuckyCuk Chapel Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Bass Lounge Clubbing for Andrew's birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Malaysian Club bowling + lazer tag invite by Kih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Dyed my hair black in preparation for graduation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Had graduation!!! Felt all special and educated!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- My best friend Catherine's 21st and Ann's 21st on the same day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Pranked Fang to get his credit card number&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Faridah's 21st House Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;MAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Lost my epic wireless USB mouse - super sad even to this day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Stressed out about Uni,&amp;nbsp;commercialisation&amp;nbsp;project... failing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Crashed the car, most traumatic experience ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Tammy's 21st in Glen Waverley RSL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Patent Law take home exams were fucking killing me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Hot pot with Lawrence, Tammy, Kih and Fang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Started working at Roy Morgan - lasted 3 shifts lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;JUNE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Got a job at MYERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Very stressed and sleep deprived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Cracked the shits at Andrew and his tennis friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Law exam part 2 was hell all over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- VIP ZARA opening night tickets with Catherine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Teoh's Euro Trip farewell dinner around Glenny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Richards&amp;nbsp;surprise&amp;nbsp;Kebab birthday outing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Exchange Hotel Clubbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Lamberts 21st birthday dinner then clubbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Harry Potter Marathon attempt - fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;JULY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Games night at Lambert's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Earthquakes in Melbourne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- First day at MYERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Best friends Cat and Lamb having dinner at mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Mid-year break ended, back to Uni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Felita's farewell dinner at Sofia's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;AUGUST:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Worked out for 1 week as&amp;nbsp;Capitan&amp;nbsp;America inspired me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Masters social event at Jeremy's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Dad's Birthday at Tao's - so fucking good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Karaoke with the boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Started to seriously consider travelling to Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Nipuna's birthday celebrated with all the Masters crew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Starting to already fail finance - no joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Uni is really raping me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: 15px;"&gt;SEPTEMBER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Shaved the sides of my head for the first time in YEARS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: 15px;"&gt;- First Crazy Wings experience&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Dumplings at Teoh's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Fighting with my finance group&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Hong's 22nd Dinner + Passion Flower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: 15px;"&gt;- My Birthday with my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: 15px;"&gt;- David Ng's 21st House Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;OCTOBER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Mojito's + Electric Ladyland with masters for my birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Stressed beyond imagination&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Mega Coles is my new addiction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Started tennis competition after almost 4 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Sleep deprived more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Meidi and I had our presentation which we rocked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;-&amp;nbsp;Commercialisation&amp;nbsp;Project is finally over! Meidi is the best&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;NOVEMBER:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Thought I failed the finance exam was super emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Holidays began, 4 months of freedom bitches!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Started catching up with Stefanos, finally!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Masters Roadtrip - love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- A lot of my close friends went overseas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Masters Presentation Night&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- John's 23rd Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;DECEMBER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Car had a flat battery - first experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Pissed an anonymous off through blogging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Finally fucking cleaned my room!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- James's Birthday in the city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Lunching with Jenny, Amy and Andrew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Booked my tickets to Singapore!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Dogs started living with us&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Retail throughout Christmas was crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Christmas at Ivy's then Teoh's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;- Obtained a PS3 thanks to dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;After going through all my entries I've realised I actually had a fucking epic year! Like seriously. I smile thinking and remembering all the events that I have done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;Academically it has been one of the hardest years I have ever done, at at the same time overall it has just been truly rewarding. I think if you put in your all in everything you do and really study hard, or live through the lows and manage to get yourself out of struggle town then everything after feels amazing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;The last thing left for 2011 is just a shift at MYER's any then I'm hosting a New Year Eve house party at mine! Should be good!! I hope you all party safe and finish 2011 off in style!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-2180566066113209273?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/2180566066113209273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=2180566066113209273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/2180566066113209273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/2180566066113209273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011-in-review.html' title='2011 in review'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-8059420068413327550</id><published>2011-12-29T23:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T02:45:01.801+11:00</updated><title type='text'>PS3</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;I am so tried because it's almost 3am and I've been playing on my new PS3!!! Dad got me and my brother a late Christmas present!!! Seriously a lot of things happened today but I'm too lazy to blog it up, but pretty much took a trip to the dentist and then ended up in IKEA for sweedish meatballs - the best thing ever!!! and then ended up coming home with a PS3!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hand is so sore from playing with it for hours but I don't care and I'm so fucking sleep deprived now - oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-8059420068413327550?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/8059420068413327550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=8059420068413327550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/8059420068413327550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/8059420068413327550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/12/ps3.html' title='PS3'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-6686297100954425019</id><published>2011-12-28T23:54:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T01:46:21.206+11:00</updated><title type='text'>New layout for the new year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hey y'all I was going to release this new layout at 12am New Years Day but then that was such a sad thought as I should be celebrating with friends and which I am because after work I'm going to be throwing a NYE dinner party with some friends. We'll see how it turns out, I hope it's not too tacky! It sucks because I'm working NYE and also NYD so like I can't really party all hardcore for NYE as I've got to head into work in the morning which I'm pretty sure no one will be there as everyone would still be recovering from the night before.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Today I got a random text message from good old Stefanos and he wanted to hang and because I wasn't working and had nothing better to do why not! He also got his P's finally so he felt like driving around I suspect. Came over to my place and chilled for a bit and talked more about our plans for Singapore and then decided to head out to Glen Waverley to eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bszfCbqYBQo/Tvsde2YxD2I/AAAAAAAACYM/9Ubn1N-b1G0/s1600/Photo0714.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bszfCbqYBQo/Tvsde2YxD2I/AAAAAAAACYM/9Ubn1N-b1G0/s320/Photo0714.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is a such a very careful driver, I approve though! It's better to be safer. But look at this losers wrist! He stole my watch!!! We were just in my room and some how he ended up leaving with my watch on - dodgy much? I'm totally kidding he was just trying it on and forgot and he left his own watch sitting in my room anyways - Although my watch is so much more better, it's Tommy Hilfiger.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ahnHKjrWswM/TvsdbX8euaI/AAAAAAAACYE/D-MOptenGtE/s1600/330275_2861333608406_1111676244_3179943_1870181869_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ahnHKjrWswM/TvsdbX8euaI/AAAAAAAACYE/D-MOptenGtE/s320/330275_2861333608406_1111676244_3179943_1870181869_o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stefanos sniping me whilst texting things on my phone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RPGzYo7N3vw/Tvsdhr6FEgI/AAAAAAAACYU/IZwo6KpSdjs/s1600/Photo0715.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RPGzYo7N3vw/Tvsdhr6FEgI/AAAAAAAACYU/IZwo6KpSdjs/s320/Photo0715.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This funny guy wanted to eat oysters! Oh my god I've never eaten oysters at Glen Waverley before - epic lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qyfmFWI_xAs/Tvsdk_QkwvI/AAAAAAAACYc/sua9KP0Nr4o/s1600/Photo0717.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qyfmFWI_xAs/Tvsdk_QkwvI/AAAAAAAACYc/sua9KP0Nr4o/s320/Photo0717.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had the satay chicken risotto. It wasn't too bad, quite nice but nothing exactly anything to get excited about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YIbkb12yq-8/TvsduPbVC6I/AAAAAAAACYk/BzIg9wfPxQI/s1600/Photo0718.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YIbkb12yq-8/TvsduPbVC6I/AAAAAAAACYk/BzIg9wfPxQI/s320/Photo0718.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at this guy, so Greek but so Asian at the same time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmlnQIK-BEw/Tvsdyf2t8UI/AAAAAAAACYs/avDY_DQDTL8/s1600/Photo0719.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmlnQIK-BEw/Tvsdyf2t8UI/AAAAAAAACYs/avDY_DQDTL8/s320/Photo0719.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pizza to finish off!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today was good though, had so much food from oysters to our mains and then pizza cause we were still hungry. To finally finish it off we went to Gloria Jeans to get hot chocolate. Stefanos looked&amp;nbsp;pregnant, that gook.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways what do you all think about the new layout? Doesn't matter anyways, who cares what you all think it's all what I think and it's probably going to be staying for a very long time. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-6686297100954425019?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/6686297100954425019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=6686297100954425019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/6686297100954425019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/6686297100954425019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-layout-for-new-year.html' title='New layout for the new year'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bszfCbqYBQo/Tvsde2YxD2I/AAAAAAAACYM/9Ubn1N-b1G0/s72-c/Photo0714.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-2330873422782860676</id><published>2011-12-27T11:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T01:32:26.760+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally a break!</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;So went back into the store for work today and boy was that difficult. I'm pretty sure I only got 6 hours of sleep last night and when my alarm went off at 9 I seriously felt like death. However, it was good today because there was still lots of customers to keep me busy but not too many customers that the store is trashed! Time really flew by quickly and I was finishing at 3pm today which was awesome and great! Another good thing was that I wasn't in underwear to do more cleaning! Fuck yeah, some other poor souls had to clean up all that crap and I didn't get into trouble either for leaving underwear in such a mess - double yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my shift pretty much grabbed something to eat and then took out Renji to the tennis courts as Nicholas, Samman and myself went to have a it. Was good, I think if I didn't work for so long and still feeling the effects of boxing day then I would of defiantly had a longer hit, but my feet were so tired from standing up all day. It was a little slow for me to get into but then after a started moving my feet more I was beginning to build in confidence as my shots were becoming much better. I guess, I got more feel for the ball and made better racquet contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up bumping into Andrew and his tennis group at the courts so we played beside them as all the other courts were taken at the time. Talked very briefly to them and mainly to Andrew Wu and Eugene as they were playing with Renji on the grass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-2330873422782860676?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/2330873422782860676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=2330873422782860676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/2330873422782860676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/2330873422782860676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/12/finally-break.html' title='Finally a break!'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-7877660108741592819</id><published>2011-12-26T23:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T01:58:28.167+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Boxing Day Madness</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;Guys I'm super tired and exhausted but I really want to write up a really good entry about this day as it seriously was crazy. Like I shit you not there was so many people I couldn't even walk around as there was no space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was placed in underwear and fuck my life it looked like a bomb had hit the place or a tornado just raped it or some shit. Seriously I was actually really stressed towards the end because there was no way in hell we were going to get time to clean it up and all the managers were constantly telling me I had to clean it all up - fuck my life. The people I was working with though were champs, good group of guys and girls and made the day very much more enjoyable. Seriously though, guys it was all so crazy that most of it felt like a blur. Just stuck at the register serving customer after customer and yeah I didn't really even notice the mess until like hours later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I should of swapped with one of my friends for the 6am to 6pm shift isn't of the 12:15 to 12:15am shift, at lease that way I wouldn't have to worry about the trashed up store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall though the customers were very friendly and really nice except for two. I had two very unpleasant customers which was such a bitch to handle. One customer just degraded you and was just giving fucking&amp;nbsp;attitude&amp;nbsp;and shit and the customer was actually wrong, mind you. However, he was causing a scene and my manager so happened to walk pass and she just said let it go and do it because we're losing more money spending time&amp;nbsp;arguing&amp;nbsp;with this dumbfuck when there are 25 other customers in the line or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second loser was some Asian guy, not like loser Asian but pretty boy Asian who I think he seems like the type just because he looks some what attractive he has some special right to get whatever he wants. Anyways I found him fucking weird man because John was serving him and then he asked me for help and then later John handballed it back to me as he had to go and fair enough I'd always let people go home because I always want to go home on time. He just says really weird things like "You're Asian you should know better than a white guy" "what's wrong with you today? Long day? Asian's know everything why do you have to talk to him?" "Asian's are so much more smarter than Australians". I was like, are you fucking kidding me? I'm Asian but I feel very offended and I'm pretty sure John is half Asian too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are fucking savage on boxing day!!! There is more clothes on the floor then it is hanging on the racks, I seriously can't believe people think it's socially acceptable now to just chuck shit everywhere. Empty bottles, coffee's, personal tissues? I mean have these people been raised by dogs? Okay I'm probably over reacting as most people I served today appear to be lovely and all and I guess it's just unavoidable when you have so many in such close proximity all madly shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For anyone reading that doesn't know this, boxing day is meant to be the shopping event of the year in Australia. Massive sales everywhere, however... I personally didn't think the sales were good at all. There was sale in September that was better than the boxing day offer in underwear's - weird right? All the smart people will just wait until box day is over and wait over the week when the store then starts red ticketing and marking down everything dirt cheap - that is a hint for all you noob shoppers out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeRPD3en8xQ/TviJPjygpyI/AAAAAAAACXo/PwUWG2g236Y/s1600/Photo0711.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeRPD3en8xQ/TviJPjygpyI/AAAAAAAACXo/PwUWG2g236Y/s320/Photo0711.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Store Myer.... This was when it was slowly dying down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VfT7IBR1IQ4/TviJTzgrupI/AAAAAAAACXw/0L6tgoeDQXI/s1600/Photo0712.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VfT7IBR1IQ4/TviJTzgrupI/AAAAAAAACXw/0L6tgoeDQXI/s320/Photo0712.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The counter that I worked for the last 12 hours, fuck my life my manager is going to kill me tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ng-ddeqSbQM/TviJXKqdq_I/AAAAAAAACX4/Mmq5QsrqBbM/s1600/Photo0713.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ng-ddeqSbQM/TviJXKqdq_I/AAAAAAAACX4/Mmq5QsrqBbM/s320/Photo0713.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The CK underwear racks. How the fuck are you meant to clean this? Mind you, this was taken after we tried cleaning it as it was 100 times worst than this. Ended up just jamming everything back in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we lost so must stock today, like the store makes 3 million dollars in 1 day!!! But I'm 100% sure they must lose at lease 500,000 dollars worth of stock due to&amp;nbsp;theft. Anyways the time is like almost 2am and I have to go back to work at 10 tomorrow - sad face. I hope y'all enjoyed your day though and got good buys, unlike me who was overwhelmed in a very packed out store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just think of the money though Timmy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-7877660108741592819?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/7877660108741592819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=7877660108741592819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/7877660108741592819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/7877660108741592819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/12/boxing-day-madness.html' title='Boxing Day Madness'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeRPD3en8xQ/TviJPjygpyI/AAAAAAAACXo/PwUWG2g236Y/s72-c/Photo0711.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-189028091365671349</id><published>2011-12-25T11:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T01:20:03.595+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Happy Holidays! I hope y'all had a very Merry Christmas and celebrated with all your family and friends as I know I sure did. People of Melbourne may have experienced such shitty weather as it was very stormy on this Christmas day. Seriously, got soaked in the rain with my dad and when dad was driving home I was just so glad I didn't have to drive in these weather conditions.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;In the morning I celebrated Christmas with my family at my cousins Ivy's place as she has a newly renovated house and it's so big and spacious. I think I rather live in a large, open spacious place than a crammed up house but then again don't we all? These family events are so hit and miss, but I have to say this one wasn't too bad. Had a chance to catch up with my cousins and eat some awesome food - Mmmm satays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;In the evening Catherine came over my place and we headed off to Teoh's for a Christmas dinner. I was so full but I ended up eating so much still. Seriously, I need to stop putting things into my mouth just because I can. Caught up with Catherine, Teoh, Jason, Ann, Xuan, Edward and Esther.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I managed to have the honours of slicing up the ham! Go me! First time ever doing it and yeah it's not as hard as I had previously imagine. I guess I can tick that off my list of things to do before I die.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;HAPPY SNAPS://&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CnlfVYUZSLc/Tvcs7WITrlI/AAAAAAAACWk/iudBVZXj0TI/s1600/DSC07547.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CnlfVYUZSLc/Tvcs7WITrlI/AAAAAAAACWk/iudBVZXj0TI/s320/DSC07547.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Getting drenched in the rain, but photoshoping makes things so much better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tVPvfa23uOw/Tvcs-YM509I/AAAAAAAACWs/97UExc9O_Yc/s1600/DSC07551.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tVPvfa23uOw/Tvcs-YM509I/AAAAAAAACWs/97UExc9O_Yc/s320/DSC07551.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Ham that I sliced up! It was seriously a good leg of ham. Seriously hate to be a vegetarian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K0kv9oPIF4k/TvctAQ1OfeI/AAAAAAAACW0/Vjnm7M_giWo/s1600/DSC07554.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K0kv9oPIF4k/TvctAQ1OfeI/AAAAAAAACW0/Vjnm7M_giWo/s320/DSC07554.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas bonbons!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W3xXPVtaaeg/TvctDM_IEwI/AAAAAAAACW8/dm59ss7t-fs/s1600/DSC07555.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W3xXPVtaaeg/TvctDM_IEwI/AAAAAAAACW8/dm59ss7t-fs/s320/DSC07555.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Group shot of us plus Teoh's mother, minus Jason Ling and Edward as they came after dinner.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XK2C1LKW918/TvctF0LuUoI/AAAAAAAACXE/UrvBJaOdBXc/s1600/DSC07556.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XK2C1LKW918/TvctF0LuUoI/AAAAAAAACXE/UrvBJaOdBXc/s320/DSC07556.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lame Bonbon messages!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-huTMp_sW8vY/TvctH9JuzgI/AAAAAAAACXM/xuehtz85ZNc/s1600/DSC07562.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-huTMp_sW8vY/TvctH9JuzgI/AAAAAAAACXM/xuehtz85ZNc/s320/DSC07562.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So look at David Teoh's passport. This guy seriously loses or damages his passport every time he travels. You can ask him the story the next time you see him but the water literally washed off his whole face. Voldemort much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bbpFlQ5pdPk/TvctKdd21gI/AAAAAAAACXU/WoJFNOo8lYs/s1600/DSC07565.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bbpFlQ5pdPk/TvctKdd21gI/AAAAAAAACXU/WoJFNOo8lYs/s320/DSC07565.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Catherine - clearly tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7u7Gb0Tcx2Q/TvctMoqm2eI/AAAAAAAACXc/4jMub2x5qBY/s1600/DSC07569.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7u7Gb0Tcx2Q/TvctMoqm2eI/AAAAAAAACXc/4jMub2x5qBY/s320/DSC07569.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Teoh and Cat preparing desserts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'd say Christmas this year was&amp;nbsp;successful. Got to spend time with my family from my mum's side and then also got to hang out with some awesome high school friends. Can you believe that after this year ends it's going to be 5 years since we left high school!!! It's so good we can all still keep in touch and be close friends, although I don't really talk much to some people.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Although the weather was fucking scary and annoying and all, I'm thankful it didn't quite ruin my Christmas after all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tomorrow Entry: The Boxing Day Shift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;... that should be fun to write up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-189028091365671349?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/189028091365671349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=189028091365671349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/189028091365671349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/189028091365671349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CnlfVYUZSLc/Tvcs7WITrlI/AAAAAAAACWk/iudBVZXj0TI/s72-c/DSC07547.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-3666407897736342453</id><published>2011-12-24T15:04:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T17:49:50.260+11:00</updated><title type='text'>24 hour trade at Chadstone</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;On Friday I had very long day and it left me feeling so exhausted for work. I had to do some things in the city because ending up coming home at 4pm ish then doing to Chadstone at around 4:30 to meet with Kih to do some shopping before starting my shift at work from 7pm to 5am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chadstone was so packed, it was booming and I didn't really expect many people to be shopping so late but really there was a good consistent line of people. That and Nicholas and Michelle visited me and also Teoh, David, Xuan, David's sister and her friend also bumped into me whilst I was working. Spent my break with them at the food court too. I finally ate chips and fuck it tasted so good!!! I'm pretty sure that's okay because I feel like I'm actually losing weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I have to say if I was a customer the vibe at night is defiantly much more relaxed even though there are more people around. I was placed in underwear but then had to help out with shoes as shoes was so busy and it seriously is one of the most hectic departments to work in, even busier than youth at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had one customer who was seriously giving me attitude though. I was on the phone placing a hold/order for a customer and he's just glaring at me muttering things like 'I've been waiting for ages and there's no service and shit' and I'm thinking to myself - excuse me, since when was it acceptable to mutter shit to someone who is clearly serving another customer that came here before you and I'm on the fucking telephone dude what do you want me to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I am such a good worker I ended up asking Juan to come over and help me out with Shoes as it appeared I was the only one there so Juan comes and starts helping but the customer gets really annoyed when Juan serves another customer and then badgers me again who I care not how annoyed he is. I just tell him politely, there's nothing I can do if you really want service go hail someone from another department. Another thing is that he walks off all pissed for 20 minutes so when I tried looking for him to serve him next he's gone and when he comes back he looks even more angry because I'm not "free" to serve him. What the hell man, of course if you wander off for 20 minutes I'm not going to wait around for you to come back, I'm going to attend to other customers. Lastly at checkout he doesn't but anything because he misread the sign for 25% off and then he asks me can I give him a 10% discount!!! After all that shit you've been giving me you can kindly fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit when I first started the shift I already felt like dying but as it got busier I felt much more awake and I was working with cool people so in underwear I was working with Melissa and then after when she left Natasha came over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got into bed at around 6am after showering and stuff and the aftermaths of the night was not pretty. I actually feel like my body is all sore like it feels I've just played a tennis match or something and my head feels drowsy and all but I think I'm slowly waking up. My feet and shins still hurt though!!! I'm doing a 12 hour shift on Boxing Day from 12:15-12:15 and then the day after from 10-3 and then on NYE from 11:30-5:30. Yay for public holiday shifts - must earn more money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I do realise it is Christmas Eve but I just had to write about this as it was&amp;nbsp;defiantly&amp;nbsp;a new experience for me and probably one of my retail highlights that I will ever experience as who knows how much longer I'm going to be staying with MYERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. My manager gave me 2 tickets to a NYE party at Club Soda corner of Kings and Lonsdale! However, I don't think I'll be making it so if anyone wants these just holla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wv6NfSSQ8gc/TvV1h2Vx9mI/AAAAAAAACWQ/1r-YxpNqTJs/s1600/DSC07544.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wv6NfSSQ8gc/TvV1h2Vx9mI/AAAAAAAACWQ/1r-YxpNqTJs/s320/DSC07544.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lbMkd_6MUnc/TvV1l5K9VgI/AAAAAAAACWY/WTMamF0O_FI/s1600/DSC07545.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lbMkd_6MUnc/TvV1l5K9VgI/AAAAAAAACWY/WTMamF0O_FI/s320/DSC07545.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Free BBQ and cocktails though!!! Damn!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-3666407897736342453?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/3666407897736342453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=3666407897736342453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/3666407897736342453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/3666407897736342453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/12/24-hour-trade-at-chadstone.html' title='24 hour trade at Chadstone'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wv6NfSSQ8gc/TvV1h2Vx9mI/AAAAAAAACWQ/1r-YxpNqTJs/s72-c/DSC07544.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-8671756449251616370</id><published>2011-12-22T23:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T01:10:30.859+11:00</updated><title type='text'>So hot</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;It's&amp;nbsp;defiantly scorching here in Melbourne with the temperatures reaching around 30 degrees or so. I was going to write up something but I totally forgot, but then I planned my holiday with Mary and Joyce over Skype!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck yeah! I guess that is something worthy of blogging up right? So I'm all super excited for that. I'll keep this brief as I desperately require sleep. Pretty much waking up early tomorrow going into the city for an appointment at 1 (hopefully when I re-read this entry back I will know what I am talking about) then rushing home to try to fit in a power nap before doing my long ass 7pm to 5am shift at MYERS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-8671756449251616370?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/8671756449251616370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=8671756449251616370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/8671756449251616370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/8671756449251616370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/12/so-hot.html' title='So hot'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-6118261334751534909</id><published>2011-12-21T23:52:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T01:37:25.311+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Renji</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;Look who's back - so excited!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_570488168"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_570488169"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fniCEWn-mwo/TvHusqvNXaI/AAAAAAAACV8/wRQG_asJM3U/s1600/snapshot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fniCEWn-mwo/TvHusqvNXaI/AAAAAAAACV8/wRQG_asJM3U/s320/snapshot.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Okay sorry for shitty webcam photo, shall take better ones another time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-6118261334751534909?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/6118261334751534909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=6118261334751534909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/6118261334751534909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/6118261334751534909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/12/renji.html' title='Renji'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fniCEWn-mwo/TvHusqvNXaI/AAAAAAAACV8/wRQG_asJM3U/s72-c/snapshot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-8270164883777668177</id><published>2011-12-20T23:22:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T00:53:28.626+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Racisms</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;Racisms is such a sensitive topic that it is often best to not talk about it at all or else you will probably offend someone, even if that person is not from the race you are talking about. However when I was on facebook today the topic of racisms popped into my mind and therefore I'm going to dedicate a blog entry expressing my views on the topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an Asian Australian I have sadly experienced racisms on a number of&amp;nbsp;occasions throughout my life and my earliest memory was in grade 2 or 3 where this red head Australian girl would tease me on why my nose was so flat with direct racial sub-context. &amp;nbsp;But hey, I'd rather have a flat Asian nose then be a red head ranga with freckles. From memory her name was&amp;nbsp;Chelsea Ballard, and she probably now is orange as fuck from bottles of fake tan, heavy black eye liner to give her the&amp;nbsp;raccoon appeal and she has probably&amp;nbsp;peroxided her hair blonde to cover the shame of being a red head. Now all the reader's are are judging me to no end as I appear to be bashing this girl that I do not even know - and who was no more than 8 or 9 years old at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite what you all think, I do believe I have some rights to be some what pissed even to this day. Because in all seriousness early unpleasant trauma is fucking scaring. Anyone who has ever experienced negative life events as a young child would lock and store these memories in their head and these memories are often difficult to forget. I do understand though that she was a child who didn't know any better then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming from a mostly white primary school I recall a few more instances but I don't feel the need to. I am not way saying I didn't have an enjoyable primary school experience because the truth is it was great. As an Asian, everything came easy to me - no joke. I was a house captain and a lead cast member in the school play/musical, part of the choir, bat tennis leader, and I was considered quite popular and liked by many - which is ironic as I don't know if it was the novelty of being one of the few Asian kids in my year level but I'd like to think it was for my personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now many years have past....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are a lot different now! After primary school high school and university just turned into an Asian invasion. I don't really have many&amp;nbsp;Caucasian friends and every time I make friends with one I feel like I have to cherish that friendship a lot more because it's so rare for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I feel like I am totally not addressing to topic. After growing much older and wiser now I have come to the conclusion that we are all racist and if somebody says that they aren't then not only are they racist but also a big fat liar too. It is only natural to have a preference for a particular race and there are many legit reasons for this. Some reasons may include feeling safer with Asian people then African-American people or wanting to sit next to your race because you feel you have some cultural similarities. This is totally acceptable in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean seriously guys, when we are with our friends all sorts of racist jokes, remarks and comments are always getting thrown in the air but it's not in an intentionally harmful manner. It's all just a joke and for laughs and to be taken lightly. I will admit that I am not really partial to Indian people however I know a lot of lovely Indian people who I sincerely think are&amp;nbsp;absolutely amazing (I really hope I do not get backlash from that comment - but it's true, we all have our own preferences). Additionally, I only believe you can be racist in a joke-like manner if it is similar to your race. Example - me making fun of other Asians because I am an Asian. I don't think things will sit well with others if a white person was full on making fun of a black or Asian person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what is unacceptable is people who seriously endorse racist activities. I don't know how to define this line but I'm just going to say people who sincerely in the bottom of their hearts actually mean what they do/say in a spiteful and destructive manner. You know these people right, it is so easy to identify when someone is just having fun and making a joke from someone who seriously hates on another race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I feel like in today's society a lot of people play the race card even when nothing substantially racist is going on. I feel like people think they can just pull this card out of the bag and label anything that they don't like a personal attack on their race. It may not even be racist at all!&amp;nbsp;It may be that you are just a total bitch and the reason people are not nice to you is not because you are black, yellow or white, but you seriously have a nasty personality. Think about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in closing, we are all racist at heart, seriously. All of us have racial preferences and like some things that other races do but more notably, dislike a lot of things that other races do. That is totally fine and it is in human nature to do it, so long as you do it in a light, sensibly&amp;nbsp;humoured way. I don't encourage or endorse legitimate racial attacks on other races in any form (can't believe I had to state that, but I just felt it was safer to do so anyways)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-8270164883777668177?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/8270164883777668177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=8270164883777668177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/8270164883777668177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/8270164883777668177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/12/racisms.html' title='Racisms'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-153781321183610245</id><published>2011-12-19T22:31:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T22:33:13.230+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky the Pug</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A special visitor is in my house today and it is Michelle's pug!!! Pug's are considered to be quite ugly but I have to say it seriously grows on you. The ugly face soon turns into a very adorable and cute looking face. Michelle's dog however appears to be overweight but the fat contributes to it's cuteness!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CWYyn7mLu44/Tu8Y3WihkOI/AAAAAAAACVQ/A7hNjBoo87s/s1600/DSC07533.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CWYyn7mLu44/Tu8Y3WihkOI/AAAAAAAACVQ/A7hNjBoo87s/s320/DSC07533.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at how it sits haha, it doesn't even sit properly it just sits on it's ass and hangs itself over. I think a normal dog actually sits using it's legs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JNW02k3SriY/Tu8Y7DjKraI/AAAAAAAACVY/VgS10iydTGY/s1600/DSC07539.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JNW02k3SriY/Tu8Y7DjKraI/AAAAAAAACVY/VgS10iydTGY/s320/DSC07539.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nicholas playing with the pug&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm not sure if I have mentioned this before but my cousins dog Renji will be staying with us for 2 weeks whilst my relatives are away. I'm allergic to dogs but I do see the appeal from them. I for one do not really believe in owning pets as I refuse to let my life be dictated by an animal and by that I mean when you have a pet you have to do a lot of things to&amp;nbsp;accommodating&amp;nbsp;for it and it's well-being. However, I have no problem with other people owning pets and taking care of one temporarily is totally fine to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's not that I hate animals or I have no soul, it's just that I guess I'm more worried about the animal as you have now the&amp;nbsp;responsibility&amp;nbsp;to make sure it's all happy and shit. Some animals are also not really expressive so how is someone to know what they want? Also I've noticed that dogs are always hungry like they will do anything for food and if given the choice they probably eat all the time. It is really hard actually to resist their cute little faces but like a child who gets sick from eating too much candy, too much snacks and treats for a dog is bad too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So when Renji used to stay with us we were given instructions to give him this special dog treat which looks like a light green rectangular biscuit before he goes to bed each night. Nicholas told me that those things are damn expensive and for Lucky (Michelle's Pug) he only gets one of those once a month after he bathes. Aww... how sad right? But then again, Renji does come from a super rich family so I guess it's a very privileged dog. Seriously though my heart reached out for Lucky when I heard he only gets to eat them once a month and here I am knowing that Renji eats them on a daily basis.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-153781321183610245?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/153781321183610245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=153781321183610245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/153781321183610245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/153781321183610245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/12/lucky-pug.html' title='Lucky the Pug'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CWYyn7mLu44/Tu8Y3WihkOI/AAAAAAAACVQ/A7hNjBoo87s/s72-c/DSC07533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-4937995832587946065</id><published>2011-12-18T23:22:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T14:16:44.069+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to Kih's</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;Heading over to Kih's to meet up with Fang for some PS3ing and chilling and whatever else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT://&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I found this on Clicknetwork.TV and it did make me laugh and smile a bit. This guy is clearly excited and happy about Christmas, seriously wouldn't mind to witness this in MYERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VlZ8DXRnM-0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Christmas Dancing Video&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Although I can see how many people would find it really weird because essentially there is no music to the general public, he's just dancing with his ipod.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-4937995832587946065?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/4937995832587946065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=4937995832587946065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/4937995832587946065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/4937995832587946065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/12/going-to-kihs.html' title='Going to Kih&apos;s'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/VlZ8DXRnM-0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-1633646315679943609</id><published>2011-12-17T23:27:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T00:10:01.032+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Always thinking of flying away</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;I tried to search back to what I was doing exactly this time last year and when I clicked on my blog to try to search for it it hit me that I was still in Korea probably having the time of my life. Therefore, being the determined person I am I opened up my Korean photos and starting tracking the capture date of each photo and it appears this time last year I was meeting up with my aunt and cousins from Singapore in Korea!!! Strangely enough we were exploring Dongdaemun together and then having coffee at a nice awesome cafe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also remember being terribly sick and getting a fever and all and evidently losing my voice but it was so worth seeing my family. I have contacted my cousins in Singapore and I have already notified them that I will be visiting and I'm so super excited!!! I felt like our encounter in Korea was so short didn't really have enough time to catch up and all and after so many years it was so random to meet up in such a foreign country!!! I mean seriously it felt like I just bumped into them off the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am in a very reflective mood right now as work was quite draining and I was thinking to myself what I was doing this time last year and also this really illustrates how quickly things can change within one year. I mean who know, this time next year I have no idea what I'll be doing or where I'll be fingers crossed having the time of my life in a foreign country!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To close:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essentially it's pretty much 7 days until Christmas!!! Get excited guys!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-1633646315679943609?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/1633646315679943609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=1633646315679943609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/1633646315679943609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/1633646315679943609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/12/always-thinking-of-flying-away.html' title='Always thinking of flying away'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-2833076074970949754</id><published>2011-12-16T23:31:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T00:00:11.538+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper bag fish was a success</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So today Catherine and I decided to catch up and hang out and grab some lunch, however we were quite over eating at the same shitty restaurants in Glen Waverley. Okay not all of them are shitty but it does get tiring eating at the same places all the time. So whilst I was trying to google new restaurants to eat I realised it is so much more easier to look up recipes instead. Therefore we decided instead of eating out we'll just take a trip down to the super market and make something!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Took a trip down to Coles where I just recently learnt that they have a Gloria Jeans hidden away in some dodgy corner, a shop that is called something random but reflects that of a Daiso store with everything being foreign from overseas and everything in the store is $2.80. We ended up pretty much winging this dish and decided to just put in simple&amp;nbsp;ingredients.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BbeJz_8e2C4/Tus0DxykQeI/AAAAAAAACUk/9ZN8dN8KJ5A/s1600/DSC07516.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BbeJz_8e2C4/Tus0DxykQeI/AAAAAAAACUk/9ZN8dN8KJ5A/s320/DSC07516.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Catherine in the Kitchen about to wrap her fish up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E6C16Riu9oA/Tus0INT0ezI/AAAAAAAACUs/pHTsma-_ek0/s1600/DSC07517.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E6C16Riu9oA/Tus0INT0ezI/AAAAAAAACUs/pHTsma-_ek0/s320/DSC07517.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looks so tasty even before being cooked. Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bgs3VSqfZkw/Tus0NGmw3FI/AAAAAAAACU0/1VTbTLQe_YM/s1600/DSC07520.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bgs3VSqfZkw/Tus0NGmw3FI/AAAAAAAACU0/1VTbTLQe_YM/s320/DSC07520.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My awesome best friend&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 16px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-swcm7Q-mHH4/Tus0SDS84HI/AAAAAAAACU8/zkBq5_TPpdA/s1600/DSC07526.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-swcm7Q-mHH4/Tus0SDS84HI/AAAAAAAACU8/zkBq5_TPpdA/s320/DSC07526.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After being cooked! It seriously smells, looks and tastes so good!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It really is quite simple to make and this is what Cat tells me is French style cooking where they just throw in fish inside a paper bag (in this case wrapped up baking paper) and it turns out amazingly well. Fish in general is really easy to cook and they cook really fast. If you want to prepare this all you guys need is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1x A fillet of fish of your choice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1x Lemon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Butter&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Capers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Pepper and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Olive Oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Seriously that is it!!! And all this cost about jack all. I think besides the butter everything is so healthy too, win-win right? Anyways it's really simple all you need to is is grab some baker paper then put some olive oil on the base. After washing the fish put it on the olive oil and then put another layer of oil. After that place ur pepper then put in sliced up lemons all over the fish and then add the capers and cube up some butter and that's it! All you do now is wrap it all up and place it on a tray and then put it in the oven at 180 degrees for about 12-15 minutes. Too easy. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Fuck man I should become a Master Chef!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;To be fair though I actually don't really do much, Catherine does pretty much everything and I just stand around taking photos and stuff. I don't even like touching things in the oven and taking them out and all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Took some footage today, a little bit retarded but I love moments like these.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YSJISDQTM_A" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Catherine also got me a lens filter from Hong Kong. Man I wish I had this before I fucked up and dropped/damaged my camera. I am so fucking ignorant sometimes I never even knew filters&amp;nbsp;existed. Pretty much it's a transparent plastic circle that sits on top of your lens to protect it from all the shit in the world. Therefore when your filter gets dirty it's much easier to clean shit off rather than trying to clean it off the actual lens which is so fragile. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rzlLbBxh34Y/Tus1L1pLiHI/AAAAAAAACVE/yEMRGf9-KLw/s1600/Photo0699.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rzlLbBxh34Y/Tus1L1pLiHI/AAAAAAAACVE/yEMRGf9-KLw/s320/Photo0699.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With the filter on, my camera is looking much better now right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S// on the way back from work there was like a traffic Jam inside the Chadstone car park! Oh my god gay, I had to spend like 20 minutes just to drive out of the car park - fuck my life. Christmas is like awesome but I'm sure everyone who's worked in retail before must feel so annoyed in how&amp;nbsp;commuting&amp;nbsp;from home to work is always a struggle.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-2833076074970949754?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/2833076074970949754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=2833076074970949754&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/2833076074970949754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/2833076074970949754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/12/paper-bag-fish-was-success.html' title='Paper bag fish was a success'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BbeJz_8e2C4/Tus0DxykQeI/AAAAAAAACUk/9ZN8dN8KJ5A/s72-c/DSC07516.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-3538899840429868001</id><published>2011-12-15T22:08:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T23:13:03.816+11:00</updated><title type='text'>All I want for Christmas is....</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;So with the Christmas season well under way I have decided to dedicate an entry on why I enjoy Christmas and how special it is to many people around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is defiantly only of my favourite holidays as in general the weather in Australia is so beautiful and cheerful and it really has a special feel to it that I can't quite explain - much more exciting than Easter. I guess after a long year, no matter what you have been through, celebrating with friends and family is always going to cheer you up right? The notion of giving presents to friends and sharing good food and company with each other really paints a happy picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Teoh used to host some pretty fun/chilled Christmas parties at his place which I really appreciated as it really gave us all an&amp;nbsp;opportunity&amp;nbsp;to come together once again as a high school group and just share some stories and experiences we've all had over the year. I really miss those days. It feels like I've missed a lot of Christmas's in Australia but in reality I've only spent Christmas in Korea once and the second time I went I landed right on Christmas and was rushed off to a family Christmas party on my mums side. I will admit Christmas away from family and friends will make anyone sad. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know new years is the time to celebrate on all your achievements and&amp;nbsp;accomplishments but to me Christmas is &amp;nbsp;more of an appropriate time as new years just reminds me of going out with friends and trying to get high and then that massive countdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is everyone really wanting and wishing for Christmas??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want for Christmas is &lt;strike&gt;you&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I wouldn't mind a girlfriend actually as happiness is like really important and all but that is very unrealistic right now so money is the next best thing yeah?? I'm only saying this as I had anticipated much more shifts are MYER so my bank is looking a little pathetic right now. Also, although I think I have more than enough money for my Singapore/Malaysia trip, I have this fear that I'm going to go apeshit crazy and buy everything in all the expensive stores and thus end up with little to nothing left over. I really shouldn't go crazy with the shopping through as I want to come home with some money in my bank and also it'll be a good way to start saving for my next holiday which I intend to take in the second half of 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But materialistically right now, all I really want is the new Blackberry Bold 9900!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-3538899840429868001?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/3538899840429868001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=3538899840429868001&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/3538899840429868001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/3538899840429868001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/12/all-i-want-for-christmas-is.html' title='All I want for Christmas is....'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-8517423965956539650</id><published>2011-12-14T23:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T01:17:54.348+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking Out</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;My face is a mess as I'm breaking out everywhere. I cannot believe this and it's only on my left side of my face. I have like 4 or 5 really big painful pimples and it's really really annoying. I have nothing really to report today except just headed into work. Work isn't actually bad, I know I may sound like I complain a lot about it but I actually so love working where I am especially seeing all of the casual's like Juan, Brian, Andy, Suri, Van, Joel just to name a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again sorry for the dodgy blog entry, promise tomorrow will be some what more substantial - just too tired....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-8517423965956539650?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/8517423965956539650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=8517423965956539650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/8517423965956539650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/8517423965956539650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/12/breaking-out.html' title='Breaking Out'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-5978585876794324439</id><published>2011-12-13T23:49:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T23:49:26.598+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Party</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any photos because I didn't bring my camera but pretty much Jackie and James had organised a Christmas Lunch at Jackies place with a few people. I met a couple of new people but mostly it was some old science friends who I haven't seen in a shit long time. The people that I did know was Jackie, James, Jenny, Dickson, Anna, Aya, Alvin and I think that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was so much food and Jackie and James and whoever else cooked did an amazing job because seriously everything tasted fucking amazing. Presentation was top notch too, I wish I had photos to show you guys I really do but Jackie took some snaps so hopefully they will be floating around on facebook some time soon. I was seriously so full after that I couldn't stand to eat anything else which isn't a good thing because I was going out with my family to celebrate my mum's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just headed to Spicy Fish in Glen Waverley and to be honest I'm not a fan of that place but hey trying something new. I mainly just say there because I couldn't eat any more or else I would explode but it was fun none the less just random talking about random things, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I've written this entry half asked as I am very tired and have to wake up at 9 tomorrow to head into work by 10. *Sings* Working hard for the money~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-5978585876794324439?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/5978585876794324439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=5978585876794324439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/5978585876794324439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/5978585876794324439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-party.html' title='Christmas Party'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-2369791989739036252</id><published>2011-12-12T23:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T01:11:28.382+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Airfares are confirmed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7DHVp6-6o_s/TuX8iZIbKTI/AAAAAAAACUc/YiTuvm8ktEc/s1600/DSC07503.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7DHVp6-6o_s/TuX8iZIbKTI/AAAAAAAACUc/YiTuvm8ktEc/s320/DSC07503.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is this exciting or what?!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Guys I finally have my E-ticket!!! I'm super excited! Been waiting for this for a long time now and I'm so happy it's finally going to happen. So the details of my travel plans is as the following...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Firstly, I'd be flying with the amazing Emirates Airlines which is known for it's amazing service and excellence in flight. I shall write a review once I've experienced it and I can only really compare it to Korean Air, China Eastern, Qantas and Malaysian Airlines as those are the only real airlines I've flown with (I think). I'm really looking forward to this experience.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'll be leaving Melbourne 7pm on Feb 1st and then arriving at 11:30pm Singapore time and then departing Singapore on the 25th at 10:25pm so I'll be back home in Australia at 8:50 in the morning! I'm so excited!!! I realise I keep repeating that but it honestly is the truth. I know when my friends travel they hardly express any excitement at all which I personally think is weird but hey everyone reacts differently right?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In case you are wondering my Emirates Airline ticket was only 860 dollars which I thought was really cheap as budget airlines were only slightly cheaper but by the time you add on all the options like meals, blankets and what not it doesn't really save you that much money. That and I can't believe Emirates allows you 30kg of luggage which is a major deal because the more space they allow you, the more you can shop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-2369791989739036252?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/2369791989739036252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=2369791989739036252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/2369791989739036252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/2369791989739036252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/12/airfares-are-confirmed.html' title='Airfares are confirmed!'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7DHVp6-6o_s/TuX8iZIbKTI/AAAAAAAACUc/YiTuvm8ktEc/s72-c/DSC07503.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-2600884767327109181</id><published>2011-12-11T23:38:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T00:32:13.155+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Something in my eye</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just hate it when you can feel something in your eye but when you check in the mirror for shit in your eye you realise that you can't physically see anything!!! It's the most annoying thing ever. Right now my right eye is experiencing this sensation. So I rub it a few times and it feels oh so good but now it's it's fucking red and all - great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This seems to always happen to me. Well okay, not always but recently I've noticed it more. It's probably a sign to just sleep it off but I swear if this continues I'll probably have some weird eye disease in the future. It's even more weirder when I go up to my friends and say things like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"dude there's something in my eye can you blow it for me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awkward...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they say something usually along the lines of "I can't see anything there"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"THERE"S SOMETHING FUCKING IN THERE LOOK HARDER!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, a little defensive but I refuse to believe that there is nothing in there when I can physically feel something tugging in my eye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-2600884767327109181?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/2600884767327109181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=2600884767327109181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/2600884767327109181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/2600884767327109181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/12/something-in-my-eye.html' title='Something in my eye'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-8019970748276956537</id><published>2011-12-10T23:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T02:20:09.141+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Tennis/Cousin/Gym</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;Today was a really weird day, weird in the sense that it just felt so jumbled and all. The current time is around 2am in the morning and I just showered and totally tired but now allowing my hair to dry for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly I had tennis competition with Nicholas and our team didn't even rock up so we won by default. Was kinda annoyed as I gave away a really nice shift at work today which I really could of used as I'm not getting as much shifts as I anticipated. I'm in struggle town right now, I desperately need more money and the only way to do that is to get more shifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much just bummed around for the rest of the afternoon, once again I was really tempted to nap but I ended up lazing on my parents bed watching funny home videos. I don't know why, every time I'm bored that shit ass show always appears to be on TV, like 99% of the videos are not even that funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to give Eddy a call (my cousin) as I haven't spoken to him in a while, ended up catching up over drinks at Glen Waverley. Was good, just talked about a lot of random things and topics and in a few more weeks will be seeing them all at the family Christmas party at Ivy's house - my other cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home and then somehow ended back in Glen Waverley with Kih, Fang and their friend Jenny. Bummed in the TAB for a bit before they wanted to eat some food so hovered around Kingsway in search for things. I think we had fish balls from monga and then pho at that Saigon Viet restaurant, which Kih loves because he's 100% Viet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways by this time Kih, Fang and I headed into Box Hill for 24 hour gyming. We were all so fucking tired, well I was. I pretty much didn't do anything except for some cardio with Fang. I still feel good though my muscles feel a bit sore and hey managed to already get in some tennis this afternoon so light gyming isn't too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, even though it feels like a lot has been going on I don't have any photos of anything. I really should try to fix my sleeping patterns and get back a routine soon because I really feel like this kind of lifestyle is slowly killing me inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-8019970748276956537?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/8019970748276956537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=8019970748276956537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/8019970748276956537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/8019970748276956537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/12/tenniscousingym.html' title='Tennis/Cousin/Gym'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-4803803259233117653</id><published>2011-12-09T23:55:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T00:47:32.687+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunching with Amy, Jenny and Andrew</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Had a pleasant lunching and dessert date with Amy, Jenny and Andrew today. The last time we did this was back in January 2010!!! To be exact the 28th of January and here is the blog post entry -&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2010/01/chocolate-love.html" style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2010/01/chocolate-love.html&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;In the morning I caught the train with Amy and Jenny and headed into Melbourne City. It got me thinking on how much we've all grown up now and how much science we actually know after all being science graduates. I just remember talking about&amp;nbsp;institutions&amp;nbsp;such as the WEHI and Bakers IDI and Burnet, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We were actually meant to go have Pizza's for lunch but the place that we wanted to go to had like a 30 minute wait - it was so packed!!! I will go and try that place one day though because it actually looked really nice and the pizzas that were on customers tables looked so mouth watering. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ended up heading into Ramen Ya at the GPO. I've been there many times before, it's so good, I really like that Japanese restaurant.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sBy6N7TSlBo/TuIKpVBQlEI/AAAAAAAACTc/CVx2q8ZYvsM/s1600/DSC07462.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sBy6N7TSlBo/TuIKpVBQlEI/AAAAAAAACTc/CVx2q8ZYvsM/s320/DSC07462.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am happy to see food, I was so fucking hungry man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xDfk7aRZEak/TuIKsbDmfFI/AAAAAAAACTk/8b_k-B8Djsw/s1600/DSC07465.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xDfk7aRZEak/TuIKsbDmfFI/AAAAAAAACTk/8b_k-B8Djsw/s320/DSC07465.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amy on the Phone with Andrew as he actually slept in or something and didn't join us til like 2:30 when we were meant to meet at 1 and Jenny being Silly haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C75RSnqiSEw/TuIKvxyF0UI/AAAAAAAACTs/4dxt-wiKopw/s1600/DSC07472.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C75RSnqiSEw/TuIKvxyF0UI/AAAAAAAACTs/4dxt-wiKopw/s320/DSC07472.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me, Amy and Andrew at the MYER City Christmas Windows. I can honestly see the appeal to young children but to be honest it's so boring and probably a waste of money, but hey it's Christmas and it does give a very festive feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZslYELHAp90/TuIKyZrrwVI/AAAAAAAACT0/KGfgJ5LnFTY/s1600/DSC07475.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZslYELHAp90/TuIKyZrrwVI/AAAAAAAACT0/KGfgJ5LnFTY/s320/DSC07475.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Andrew looks so tired this whole time when he finally joined us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XfPeudCg4_o/TuIK0QBD05I/AAAAAAAACT8/0qqVcOtMbsg/s1600/DSC07480.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XfPeudCg4_o/TuIK0QBD05I/AAAAAAAACT8/0qqVcOtMbsg/s320/DSC07480.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amy with Andrew and Jenny in the background heading upstairs in ZARA Melbourne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So we decided to get desserts to cool off because it was fucking hot today!!! I'm not sure how I'm going to survive Singapore but I'm going to suspect a lot of indoor air conditioning. Ended up in the Royal Arcade on Burke Street where we headed upstairs to Koco Black.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4F-Ub7hZw04/TuIK3aqb9TI/AAAAAAAACUE/pqTT9oec5C4/s1600/DSC07485.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4F-Ub7hZw04/TuIK3aqb9TI/AAAAAAAACUE/pqTT9oec5C4/s320/DSC07485.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jenny and Amy inside Koco Black&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3FHshYYEvh4/TuIK5gjXsEI/AAAAAAAACUM/Qva_y_7vc-Q/s1600/DSC07501.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3FHshYYEvh4/TuIK5gjXsEI/AAAAAAAACUM/Qva_y_7vc-Q/s320/DSC07501.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So good!! Okay it was a tat rich but it still tasted divine on such a hot Australian Summer day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--C_auJWk9D8/TuIK97Pl3iI/AAAAAAAACUU/4k91yECVkfI/s1600/DSC07502.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--C_auJWk9D8/TuIK97Pl3iI/AAAAAAAACUU/4k91yECVkfI/s320/DSC07502.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Andrew not even looking into the camera, Amy and Jenny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today was quite a success, Andrew ended up driving us all home as he was heading down towards Glen Waverley anyways as he was attending one of his friends concerts or something cause he's in some band. I got home and I was just so fucking tired, I didn't end up sleeping til like 4:30 last night or it feels like that anyways because I was just rolling and couldn't find any peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ended up taking a nap when I got home but tried not to nap too long even though I was on/off sleeping for like 2 hours. In fact, feeling fairly tired now...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-4803803259233117653?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/4803803259233117653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=4803803259233117653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/4803803259233117653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/4803803259233117653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/12/lunching-with-amy-jenny-and-andrew.html' title='Lunching with Amy, Jenny and Andrew'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sBy6N7TSlBo/TuIKpVBQlEI/AAAAAAAACTc/CVx2q8ZYvsM/s72-c/DSC07462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-7036435045962392612</id><published>2011-12-08T23:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T01:03:20.986+11:00</updated><title type='text'>James Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Happy Birthday to James Wang! James had organised a birthday dinner at Bar Humbug which is just off the corner of Kings Street and Little Collins if anyone is interested. The place is a really nice cosy bar/lounge with a pretty decent looking menu. I was pretty satisfied with what they had, seriously because it wasn't like the typical over sized parma that could probably feed a family of 4 from third world countries - not that oversized param's are a bad thing mind you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;James has a broad selection of friends, I got to see some people I hadn't seen or would usually see often as we're from different crowds but socialising with new people is&amp;nbsp;defiantly&amp;nbsp;refreshing and really makes you appreciate people for who they are, it's actually a little bit inspiring - I don't know how so but it was enjoyable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I didn't really take many photos and 1/2 of them were food shots but here are some snaps. Oh and I have to comment on the new facebook photo uploader!!! It is amazing, so much better and I love how practical it is. I have to say it lags a bit but I'm hoping that they somehow fix it because I refuse to believe it's my computer or internet connection - yes I'm stubborn.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3_a3edyaia8/TuC-XShOSrI/AAAAAAAACSc/UWE2lLSA3g4/s1600/DSC07421.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3_a3edyaia8/TuC-XShOSrI/AAAAAAAACSc/UWE2lLSA3g4/s320/DSC07421.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fish of the day with a lot of fancy things. Gosh I'm so ignorant and uncultured I really should know what things are because on the menu I have to be honest I don't really understand a lot of food terminology.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkGZfAtp--A/TuC-ZfzeaWI/AAAAAAAACSk/URBz6JF2fAM/s1600/DSC07423.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkGZfAtp--A/TuC-ZfzeaWI/AAAAAAAACSk/URBz6JF2fAM/s320/DSC07423.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zhedi and Daniel&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VkHCo0_UaCs/TuC-b_JfBcI/AAAAAAAACSs/hgZNh6WyBX4/s1600/DSC07426.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VkHCo0_UaCs/TuC-b_JfBcI/AAAAAAAACSs/hgZNh6WyBX4/s320/DSC07426.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pork Belly with Salad - looked so good but Daniel said the fat was really thick and I'm not sure if that was appealing or not. I love animal fat though it's the best bits!!! Then again... too much is kind of gross.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ArnGTc30G18/TuC-eY87ibI/AAAAAAAACS0/6vcpMhIYRfk/s1600/DSC07428.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ArnGTc30G18/TuC-eY87ibI/AAAAAAAACS0/6vcpMhIYRfk/s320/DSC07428.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Allen and Zhedi, have no idea what is going on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IolWUyOplk0/TuC-gV8t6qI/AAAAAAAACS8/4pdPrLJIY8s/s1600/DSC07429.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IolWUyOplk0/TuC-gV8t6qI/AAAAAAAACS8/4pdPrLJIY8s/s320/DSC07429.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daniel with his food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2KEcBzKM428/TuC-iiZqBbI/AAAAAAAACTE/fY7zU7eC-Fs/s1600/DSC07430.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2KEcBzKM428/TuC-iiZqBbI/AAAAAAAACTE/fY7zU7eC-Fs/s320/DSC07430.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Regina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WpPKR5Sn1F0/TuC-lBRN0GI/AAAAAAAACTM/IhEhGobL7S0/s1600/DSC07436.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WpPKR5Sn1F0/TuC-lBRN0GI/AAAAAAAACTM/IhEhGobL7S0/s320/DSC07436.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;James and his friend, I have no idea who she was - never really got a chance to get introduced.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r7lJePfkF74/TuC-n3zHh9I/AAAAAAAACTU/9H3P24K0LRk/s1600/DSC07438.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r7lJePfkF74/TuC-n3zHh9I/AAAAAAAACTU/9H3P24K0LRk/s320/DSC07438.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The cake after it's been sliced up, pretty sure you are meant to take photos before it gets cut - Oh I'm such fail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Zhedi is so funny, a little bit pretentious but in a humble way? That makes no sense at all. I think it was just funny how she says the most superior Asians are Shanghai Asians. That's a very bold statement to make but I respect people who say things with conviction. I mean if you are going to say something you might as well say it like you mean it right? But for the record I don't share the same belief as Zhedi haha, and no I don't think Korean people are the best Asian either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kevin managed to pop by after work and he kindly offered to give me a ride back. I know yesterday I wrote I was worried about not having anything to say but I don't know what I was thinking. I'm pretty confident with my interpersonal skills and we seem to have lots of random topics to comment about. It was&amp;nbsp;defiantly&amp;nbsp;nice catching up a bit more. Whilst Zhidi and Yuji headed off first, the rest were going back to Daniels place and then probably off to Alumbra or something? Regina, Kev and I just headed to Starbucks and yes you guys guessed it, GREEN TEA FIX!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What do you guys also think about the photo effects on all my photos, it's called lomo?? or something? Oh man I don't know how to explain it, it just looks like the above. I think it looks pretty cool hey? Usually I only like edit the contrast but this is something nice and new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Oh and Catherine you should be very proud of me there was like a bowl of chips and I didn't even have one!!! Seriously trying to stop myself from eating chips!!! I know it probably won't last too long but hey at least I'm trying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-7036435045962392612?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/7036435045962392612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=7036435045962392612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/7036435045962392612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/7036435045962392612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/12/james-birthday.html' title='James Birthday'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3_a3edyaia8/TuC-XShOSrI/AAAAAAAACSc/UWE2lLSA3g4/s72-c/DSC07421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-850755109609579066</id><published>2011-12-07T23:30:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T00:58:40.292+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Fill in some time</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;The room is finished! All&amp;nbsp;that is&amp;nbsp;left now is to re-arrange some posters around and pin up some new ones - thanks to Catherine who also got me some Wonder Girls posters. I however have run out of blue-tac so when I get some I'll post them all up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know when Sam, Hong and Lambert left for overseas it gave me a chance to catch up with lots of people that I have&amp;nbsp;unfortunately&amp;nbsp;neglected over the year, but now I'm starting to think how am I going to survive for the rest of the Summer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually when I'm bored I can call up Sam and we'll be able to just hang around Glenny, or Coles or even just bum at my place and kill time because we live so close to each other. Lambert, well he's always bored and looking for something to do, so if he's not taekwondo'ing then he's most likely just at home and well Hong's just great fun to hang out with and he's always willing to join. So yeah I guess I'm missing these guys dearly and I hope they having an amazing holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really see Kevin or Phung or Ben that much, well Ben is like hit or miss. Sometimes I go weeks without contacting him it seems and other times I see him a lot but I probably see Ben more than I see Kevin and Phung. I don't know why I don't really see these guys but I'm just going to take a random guess that we're kind of different, perhaps a little too different. By this, I mean I think Kevin and Phung are really into online gaming, where as ever since Dota finished I don't really game online anymore. Sam, Lambert, Hong and Ben are not too into gaming and therefore I feel we click just a bit better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to have more&amp;nbsp;opportunities&amp;nbsp;to catch up with Phung and Kev as I feel like I haven't caught up properly with these guys in a while, however I can't help but feel I won't have anything to say since I can't "game" talk. Furthermore, just recently an anonymous had pointed out that I bitch too much so I want to avoid just meeting up with these guys to have a bitch. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is James Birthday Dinner in the city so I might have a chance to catch up with them there, also looking forward to it as I'll be able to see some guys I haven't seen in a long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-850755109609579066?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/850755109609579066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=850755109609579066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/850755109609579066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/850755109609579066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/12/fill-in-some-time.html' title='Fill in some time'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-1837796372558059615</id><published>2011-12-06T22:18:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T00:18:29.356+11:00</updated><title type='text'>1/2 Way Done</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;My room is now 1/2 tidy and actually it's pretty much done. All I really have to do now is vacuum my floor and just tidy some things like change the bed sheets and stuff, but I shall do all of that tomorrow. I pretty much cleared my floor today and throw out so much junk that I have been holding onto. Seriously I need to stop collecting things like papers that don't even regard me I still had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was so much dust in my room like a really thick layer but thank god I got rid of all of that. I have two desks in my room and I cleared both and they are spotless and dust free so I'm delighted that ordeal is over. So this is what my desk look like right now -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xs4gBuUP5WY/Tt4SEMidAZI/AAAAAAAACSE/RxDYr5H2pG4/s1600/DSC07410.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xs4gBuUP5WY/Tt4SEMidAZI/AAAAAAAACSE/RxDYr5H2pG4/s320/DSC07410.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's so clean!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tsNgM7xZ1oI/Tt4SGuFxXsI/AAAAAAAACSM/23-AY0J-Vkg/s1600/DSC07411.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tsNgM7xZ1oI/Tt4SGuFxXsI/AAAAAAAACSM/23-AY0J-Vkg/s320/DSC07411.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used to work on my laptop on my other desk but now I've switched back to the better work space because all the junk off it is finally gone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JMdnTYJvWbo/Tt4SJRtka9I/AAAAAAAACSU/H0TVsFZZwzA/s1600/DSC07419.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JMdnTYJvWbo/Tt4SJRtka9I/AAAAAAAACSU/H0TVsFZZwzA/s320/DSC07419.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty tired and just showered, but very pleased with what I have done with my room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It may not look like a lot but it was seriously really messy, and if I was brave enough to show you guys you will all judge me badly in how I could live in such a disgusting room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But... NO MORE!!! I have changed my ways - for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I didn't manage to play tennis with Elvis this morning as he texted me that he couldn't make it. I was a little sad as I was actually really excited to have a hit but it's okay because when unexpected things happen we all have to adapt and deal with it. Lucky for me though around 6 I believe my brother was kind enough to take me down to the courts and take out a basket so I got a chance to at lease hit some balls around and practice some drills. Because he was still injured he mainly just stood in the middle feeding balls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I guess tomorrow I'll finish off my room (hopefully, I tend to sometimes get lazy when the finish line is in sight) and then no real plans again. However can't wait for Thursday as it's James birthday and then on Thursday I'm catching up with Amy, Andrew and Jenny for lunch in the city, which is great because I get paid &lt;strike&gt;tomorrow&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;scrap that, work has already deposited my wages&amp;nbsp;- thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-1837796372558059615?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/1837796372558059615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=1837796372558059615&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/1837796372558059615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/1837796372558059615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/12/12-way-done.html' title='1/2 Way Done'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xs4gBuUP5WY/Tt4SEMidAZI/AAAAAAAACSE/RxDYr5H2pG4/s72-c/DSC07410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-6243499196111667532</id><published>2011-12-05T23:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T01:08:43.033+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day at home</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;I had a relatively mundane day today, not much happened at all. Seriously. I was meant to wake up at like 11:30 to play tennis with my brother however he didn't really wake me up, that and I did actually wake up at that time but was so tired I just went back to bed, I just knew if I got up I would of died for the rest of the day. I eventually crawled out of my room at 1pm - yes I'm very lazy and yes I disgust myself sometimes too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it turns out the reason why Nicholas didn't wake me up for tennis is that he actually injured his foot from yesterday night playing soccer and it's a pretty bad injury, by bad I mean he's literally crippled and is hobbling around the house - yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just stuck to my play station 2 today and then later on played some monopoly deal with Michelle and Nick. &amp;nbsp;Although I didn't really get up to much it was good just lazing at home. It's good as it stops me from spending money and also gives me some time to rewind and rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MUST CLEAN MY ROOM!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really bad... and this is what I am aiming for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yLS92t9vH6k/TtzNr6-GIwI/AAAAAAAACR0/KPgoWQFlIao/s1600/IMGP3067.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yLS92t9vH6k/TtzNr6-GIwI/AAAAAAAACR0/KPgoWQFlIao/s320/IMGP3067.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My desk in 2007 for my final year of high school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1DrcHCPfJHw/TtzNtqTehII/AAAAAAAACR8/wdjGFnEAB4w/s1600/IMGP3068.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1DrcHCPfJHw/TtzNtqTehII/AAAAAAAACR8/wdjGFnEAB4w/s320/IMGP3068.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and my wardrobe, so clean! But now I have clothes all over the floor, bed, literally falling out of my wardrobe - sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tomorrow after I play tennis with Elvis I'll come home and start the massive clean. It really should only take me a few hours but I suspect that this clean is going to take a good few days at least. I would take some current photos now but the truth is I'm actually really&amp;nbsp;embarrassed.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-6243499196111667532?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/6243499196111667532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=6243499196111667532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/6243499196111667532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/6243499196111667532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/12/another-day-at-home.html' title='Another day at home'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yLS92t9vH6k/TtzNr6-GIwI/AAAAAAAACR0/KPgoWQFlIao/s72-c/IMGP3067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-1345414175036597247</id><published>2011-12-04T20:55:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T21:55:11.659+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I offend you?</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Just because you are offended doesn't mean you are right&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was playing a tennis game downstairs on my play station 2 when my brother was downstairs asking me if I wanted to play real tennis tomorrow because the weather is good. I responded with a yes and then told him that I'm going to be playing tennis with Elvis on Tuesday. He then replied with a "who's Elvis? Oh Andrew's friend".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned that I haven't really seen any of them at all ever since I cracked the shits at tennis last semester and I know they don't invite me for hits and that's totally fine because it's up to their discretion on who they want to play with. Nicholas then goes to tell me (according to Russell) that they don't invite me because I wrote up a blog entry "bitching" about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This got me thinking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow because that is the most gayest thing I have ever heard in my life. I don't regret writing the entry up because this is my personal blog and I feel like I don't need to justify any of my actions. One of my goals is to not piss people off but is to personally document my life and that includes my emotions at the time of entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because you are offended doesn't mean you are right okay. In today's society, whatever you say/do will offend at lease someone, but does that really make you the bad person? People just need to harden the fuck up. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of sad in a way because it took me like 1 day to get over that incident, and I still considered them all as really nice and sincere people, even Russell because even though he was really annoying in badgering me to play tennis with him all the time I honestly think he's got a good heart and his intentions are good. So yeah, &amp;nbsp; it's disappointing that it appears my friendship is over with these guys, although our&amp;nbsp;acquittance&amp;nbsp;was short lived it was fun&amp;nbsp;nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't expect people to be so sensitive, in all seriousness. I didn't know people still hold such a high school mentality but hey everyone matures differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In other news, I can't believe I passed finance! I didn't just pass it I got a credit for it! Holy fuck, seriously that was really unexpected. I was a little disappointed with my thesis mark though but hey I worked hard on it and me and Meidi both knew it wasn't the best but we gained so much out of it anyways. I'm a firm believer now in so long as you tried your best and you gave it your all and you actually feel proud of what you have done then the grade doesn't really matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I also scored my first HD! I'm so fucking happy because I am never really a high achiever academically but it finally paid off!!! I put so much effort and work and I'm glad I can finally see a nice 84 HD on my transcript.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All in all I am over the moon with my results, seriously very generous in my opinion but I did work fucking hard the semester so it's amazing to see results that I am pleased with. Bring on next semester baby!!! I'm totally now at peace for my trip to Singapore and Malaysia!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-1345414175036597247?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/1345414175036597247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=1345414175036597247&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/1345414175036597247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/1345414175036597247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/12/did-i-offend-you.html' title='Did I offend you?'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-4592219702484809776</id><published>2011-12-03T11:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T02:12:18.272+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Flat Battery</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;So from my twitter account I did say I would post up a very anger induced blog entry about today, however I once again&amp;nbsp;procrastinated&amp;nbsp;and now I'm writting this entry up at almost 2am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, after much consideration I have decided to not unleash my anger out and after speaking to Catherine on the phone I have come to believe that although I still think I am right and always will be right, there is no real point to over bitch about the events that had occurred today. As a result instead of writing a massive bitch I shall briefly recount the events of today which may well turn out to be that massive bitch post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had arranged with dad to drive me to work today as parking at Chadstone has become very difficult with the festive season soon approaching. If I were to drive into work I have been told that I should drive in 1 hour earlier so that I will have enough time to find parking. 30 minutes before I had to leave to work mum tells me that I have to drive there myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't lie, this pissed me off - a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I was not lazy to drive, because I've driven there countless amount of times. I was more pissed off because I have only 30 minutes to get to work now and as I was unsure whether I'll be able to find parking (turns out I did, parking was not an issue but still nonetheless). Also mum causes so much trouble to everyone, and I'm not just speaking about this situation. She is a control freak. Period. She wants to always have her say and input her 2 cents, when you make prearrangements with other people she will want to know and then try to impose her own thoughts onto other people. If she does not get her way she will throw the biggest tantrum you will ever witness. Not joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason she didn't want dad to drive me is to 'save' petrol so essentially she is only concerned from a financial viewpoint. Fuck my life, I swear I will throw money at you if you are that poor, give me a break!!! &amp;nbsp;Okay I get it, petrol is damn expensive these days and it's not cheap to run a car but picking financial reason instead of "your son is potentially already late for work due to your banshee behaviour which has resulted in a change of plans for everyone and all you are concerned about is fuel money" - damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just did my shift at work, was in a sour mood but work seemed to distract me a lot. I finished my shift at 4, went to my car it was fucking working. Spent 40 minutes talking to dad, did not understand a thing he said because I won't lie, I don't really know much about cars - if anything at all. He was telling me all this stuff which made me more confused I demanded for Nicholas and dad to drive down and just do it himself because it was&amp;nbsp;frustrating&amp;nbsp;both dad and myself too much. He probably feels like me when I'm teaching him computer stuff, karma what a bitch right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out the car's wire dislodged from the battery and therefore the car battery was not working. My dad then goes on to tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Didn't I tell you to look at the battery?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In which I responded with :&lt;br /&gt;"You told me to check for white powder on the battery with no specification on checking for wires, how was I to know?". All I wanted to do was to go home&amp;nbsp;dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this so easily could have been avoided if my dad just dropped me off and picked me up from work. All in all, mum's effort in saving on petrol backfired and failed because not only did I have to drive there and back but the second car had to also make the journey to work and back too, so tell me what was that point of that? I know, you can't really control what happens and the wire dislodged at 1:13pm when my car was parked so dad is telling me if the car was working then someone must have bumped our car or some shit and the wire fell off when I was at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In retrospect, it was really nothing to get angry about but I was so pissed beyond imagination. Because of the fight I was having with my mum in the morning and then wanting to go home after work but being stuck at Chadstone as the car wasn't functioning and I had no idea how to fix it. I just kept thinking I guess, all of this was potentially so avoidable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, this was my very watered-down/tame blog entry about my shitty Saturday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-4592219702484809776?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/4592219702484809776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=4592219702484809776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/4592219702484809776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/4592219702484809776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/12/flat-battery.html' title='Flat Battery'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-8111339133861117459</id><published>2011-12-02T19:04:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T21:57:42.460+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Screening</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;One of my most annoying pet peeves is screening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screening, according to urban dictionary "&lt;i&gt;is the act of deliberately ignoring a phone call, often for days on end&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is fucking ridiculous and I have a number of friends who consistently and actively promote such inconsiderate behaviour, as if it is their life's&amp;nbsp;philosophy - such bastards I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screening, however, does not only have to apply to phone calls. It can apply to messages which also extents out to social media networking sites such as facebook to even face to face contact. For example, I can outright ask someone something and then have them hear me but then ignore me in my face. None of my close friends, well... friends that I truly cherish screen me and I rarely screen someone unless I have a very good reason to do so. I just find such behaviour so inconsiderate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are friends with someone, clearly you do not value the relationship enough if you have to resort to screening. It illustrates that you have no respect and common courtesy to others, and I hate to bring in family members but honestly it does reflect poorly on your mother and father and how you were&amp;nbsp;raised. Argue it all you want but you know it's true. Some parents simply do not teach their children how to grow, develop and mature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a world where equality is being promoted - especially in western environments, it is a struggle to identify with screener's. So my friend who is&amp;nbsp;notoriously famous in my eyes for screening is also in a relationship. How bias is it to screen your friends but to always be on call for your girlfriend - whipped much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's laziness, maybe it's an underdeveloped frontal lobe? Whatever the reason, screening is lame and people should just stop doing it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-8111339133861117459?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/8111339133861117459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=8111339133861117459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/8111339133861117459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/8111339133861117459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/12/screening.html' title='Screening'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-7009068626775633513</id><published>2011-12-01T23:38:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T01:03:46.896+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Start of Summer!</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;Today is the first of December which marks the start of Summer 2011/2012!!! I woke up at 12pm today, as usual felt like death, I need to find a way to get more energy in me but then again it's all self inflicted as I slept around 3am. Didn't really get up to much besides heading into work at 5 and finishing up at 9:15. I seriously cannot wait to get paid because right now my bank account for my everyday access is freaking low man. Next week or so I'll be booking my tickets to Singapore as results will come up in a few days time, pass or fail I've decided to still travel and deal with finance when I return home and if that means another semester then so be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't believe it's already December, just the last month of the year and then 2011 ends - wow. I'll do a reflective piece later on in the month as there is so much to be grateful for in 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I have somewhat been neglecting TV...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-7009068626775633513?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/7009068626775633513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=7009068626775633513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/7009068626775633513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/7009068626775633513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/12/start-of-summer.html' title='Start of Summer!'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-3828271616130127124</id><published>2011-11-30T23:43:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T02:06:04.326+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight with Catherine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So my best friend in the whole wide world has finally finished her trip through Korea, Hong Kong and China and I was so excited to catch up with her. The previous night I left a face book message saying don't call me because I'll probably be asleep so I'll call you! Turns out at 12pm we were both in bed and when I finally made the call we both still sounded so sleepy and stuff. So we decided to catch up at 7:30 for Twilight and dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;At first I had to go into Monash for the mentor/mentee meeting gathering thing but I felt really bad because I had to leave early and also the turnout wasn't so great. I'm glad I went though and showed a little bit of my support, there was so much food but I was trying not to eat too much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Lets discuss the movie Twilight Break Dawn Part I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Firstly I will say I have read all the Twilight books and they aren't as bad as most people say they are. However I do have to agree that the movies are less than impressive and this movie was actually just bad. I think it was just too slow at some points and then all of a sudden a massive rush. Anyways I didn't really like the movie too well. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Headed over to Mocha Joes for dinner. Catherine had some seafood pasta whilst I was so proud of myself I didn't order a bowl of chips, instead I ordered a calamari salad. Be proud Timmy, be very proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SsWonrysGBY/TtYmd-aMgtI/AAAAAAAACRs/LfCJKfWN-n4/s1600/Photo0693.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SsWonrysGBY/TtYmd-aMgtI/AAAAAAAACRs/LfCJKfWN-n4/s320/Photo0693.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Catherine and her seafood pasta meal at Mocha Joes Glen Waverley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Catherine also gave me this awesome white shirt with some nice red detailing along the button ups, two different gatsby hair products (orange and green), Wonder Girls album, Wonder Girls poster and a DKNY blue/green tie - which I love! Thank you so much Cat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-3828271616130127124?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/3828271616130127124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=3828271616130127124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/3828271616130127124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/3828271616130127124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/11/twilight-with-catherine.html' title='Twilight with Catherine'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SsWonrysGBY/TtYmd-aMgtI/AAAAAAAACRs/LfCJKfWN-n4/s72-c/Photo0693.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-2642583651361245471</id><published>2011-11-29T23:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T02:13:49.912+11:00</updated><title type='text'>John's 23rd Birthday</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;Current time 2ish AM in the morning and I just showered got back from John's birthday celebration in the city. So shall blog up my the events that&amp;nbsp;occurred&amp;nbsp;today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's actually so much to write but I'm in such a can't be fucked mood I just want to sleep that I will probably write up a very poor account on what happened. Pretty much today I had to drive mum to Glen Waverley to do some banking and shopping and what not and then I went off to work. Oh my fucking god work was so dead today like seriously no one was in the store it was a ghost town, that and the time was flying so slow and that and I was meant to finish at 5:45 but got stuck doing more shit until Katie was like just go home which I just said hell yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed home because Jaymen was picking me up to go to Johns birthday in the city which was Korean BBQ. It was good, catching up with people, having fun and joking around and of course Meidi and I was having a blast trolling everyone around us and it's just so much fun hanging around Meidi. I really am going to miss all the crazy shit we get up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't take my camera tonight because I just thought it was going to be such a hassle and from my experiences at Korean BBQ there is not much space to put your things. It was so hot inside fuck man it was already a 32 degree day and then inside was more smoke and fire and like awesome food but defiantly had all of us sweating like mofos. But photos are already appearing online but I shall not steal and paste them here because a lot of them look so bad!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed off to Cho Gao for drinks after and yeah drank a few things played a few drinking games but yeah all good fun. I haven't had a chance to write any rant entries up because my holidays has been so packed catching up with lots of different people but when I have some down time I'll defiantly write up some&amp;nbsp;self-opinionated&amp;nbsp;pieces as I have a couple in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other random news I have been cutting myself all over the place it's been pissing off!!! I scraped my knee the other day and then at work I cut my hand and then on the way out to Johns I got stabbed by my mums sharp plant thing and then shaving today I cut myself and all these injuries were substantial it led to bleeding... why??? why?!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-2642583651361245471?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/2642583651361245471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=2642583651361245471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/2642583651361245471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/2642583651361245471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/11/johns-23rd-birthday.html' title='John&apos;s 23rd Birthday'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-609231729228822494</id><published>2011-11-28T23:57:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T01:49:51.774+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Immortals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So I finally had a chance to go to the actual cinemas today and boy was it good! I caught up with Stefanos and we watched The Immortals which is all about Greek mythology, etc. I swear to god the Greeks are so damn sexy! I want to marry a Grecian Goddess!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Regarding the movie itself I have to say I was a bit reserved but I was actually surprised how god I found it. It was a bit gory and graphic and at times I was just like thinking to my self like ouch! Cause there's this bit where this guy forces some other guy to like pretty much smash his balls off with a hammer and I was like what the fuck?! It's fun though watching with Stefanos as we it feels like we're on the same page and comment about the same things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Headed into Cafe Moretti after for some drinks/food... Camwhored too - yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XKhs4kYFGss/TtOZYxB4UjI/AAAAAAAACRM/jPBK61UgzQ0/s1600/289794_2664992179993_1111676244_3085366_456556602_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XKhs4kYFGss/TtOZYxB4UjI/AAAAAAAACRM/jPBK61UgzQ0/s320/289794_2664992179993_1111676244_3085366_456556602_o.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes I ordered another bowl or chips! It's so bad I have a serious chip addiction. It must stop!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O_eX8_zX_IM/TtOaAmNA8bI/AAAAAAAACRU/EmDfdV5mDRg/s1600/323337_2664584569803_1111676244_3085307_2039058215_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O_eX8_zX_IM/TtOaAmNA8bI/AAAAAAAACRU/EmDfdV5mDRg/s320/323337_2664584569803_1111676244_3085307_2039058215_o.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Normal shot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XHXgSztJt0Y/TtOaG6OjtKI/AAAAAAAACRc/yD_49s3n3zU/s1600/331852_2664893657530_1111676244_3085362_655662251_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XHXgSztJt0Y/TtOaG6OjtKI/AAAAAAAACRc/yD_49s3n3zU/s320/331852_2664893657530_1111676244_3085362_655662251_o.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stefanos is such a loser haha, epic fail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X6K_axjzW4w/TtOaScofTPI/AAAAAAAACRk/WUg3MrM92Kg/s1600/340520_2664594410049_1111676244_3085325_496197613_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X6K_axjzW4w/TtOaScofTPI/AAAAAAAACRk/WUg3MrM92Kg/s320/340520_2664594410049_1111676244_3085325_496197613_o.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Random/funny shot, looks like someone punched him in his left eye (right in photo), right?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And for all those readers who follow tennis and know who superstar Novak Djokovic is, don't you guys reckon my mate Stefanos looks exactly like him??? I mean he's like Novak's&amp;nbsp;doppelgänger. Seriously!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Off to work tomorrow and then to Johns birthday - Korean BBQ in Melbourne so shall blog all about that tomorrow night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know I technically blog early the next morning but life sometimes just doesn't permit me to blog when I want, but then again sometimes I'm super lazy like I was writing this blog at 11:57 but then took a massive break playing tetris and I can't believe I'm not lvl 54 on facebook!!! Wow... that sound so sad, I desperately need to get a life. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-609231729228822494?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/609231729228822494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=609231729228822494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/609231729228822494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/609231729228822494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/11/immortals.html' title='Immortals'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XKhs4kYFGss/TtOZYxB4UjI/AAAAAAAACRM/jPBK61UgzQ0/s72-c/289794_2664992179993_1111676244_3085366_456556602_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-6866404738198961911</id><published>2011-11-27T23:37:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T00:17:18.922+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner &amp; Movies with James &amp; Jackie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday (Saturday) was super good because I got to catch up with my science buddies Jackie and James who I have not seen in so long - well feels like it. We took a trip down to the mega Coles on Burwood Highway to buy stuff for dinner and&amp;nbsp;surprisingly&amp;nbsp;we didn't really even need to buy much at all which was good because cheap food is good food.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Headed back to the house where we prepared stuff. Actually I did more of the washing because I just simply don't cook. I made salad which was just a pre-made salad mix. Furthermore I poured people soft drinks - yes not really inputting but I provided my amazing kitchen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fErkis0FRlg/TtIuOcRwOfI/AAAAAAAACQc/vCaLEQYnylU/s1600/DSC07383.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fErkis0FRlg/TtIuOcRwOfI/AAAAAAAACQc/vCaLEQYnylU/s320/DSC07383.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jackie with her potato eyes with James in the back probably doing something serious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zp74zyiTEuE/TtIuQc4aXZI/AAAAAAAACQk/r9otgsClz-Q/s1600/DSC07386.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zp74zyiTEuE/TtIuQc4aXZI/AAAAAAAACQk/r9otgsClz-Q/s320/DSC07386.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before going into the oven. Jackie was in charge of the potato's. A random tennis ball on the kitchen table too which is totally acceptable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mJQUFj30a28/TtIuTgT__MI/AAAAAAAACQs/3rEBb27QOWc/s1600/DSC07390.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mJQUFj30a28/TtIuTgT__MI/AAAAAAAACQs/3rEBb27QOWc/s320/DSC07390.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The meat that James prepared for us. Seriously just grabbed all sorts of random crap from my cupboard/fridge and produced this. Very impressive indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xSi_b2Syu3k/TtIuWCpl-SI/AAAAAAAACQ0/Wey_wH3LU0w/s1600/DSC07394.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xSi_b2Syu3k/TtIuWCpl-SI/AAAAAAAACQ0/Wey_wH3LU0w/s320/DSC07394.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;James and Jackie, teamwork I think? But I'm pretty sure James at the end just chucked it into the oven&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_SwpEIfpBJY/TtIuY2aY2qI/AAAAAAAACQ8/vvRCyeeDGgI/s1600/DSC07401.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_SwpEIfpBJY/TtIuY2aY2qI/AAAAAAAACQ8/vvRCyeeDGgI/s320/DSC07401.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our dinner!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--M3O9d9um7w/TtIuamSLaEI/AAAAAAAACRE/SDGcTyQYsQY/s1600/DSC07403.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--M3O9d9um7w/TtIuamSLaEI/AAAAAAAACRE/SDGcTyQYsQY/s320/DSC07403.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A random photos of myself playing with my&lt;strike&gt;self&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;laptop as we watched movies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ended up watching 2 movies for the night. The first one was Scream 4 and it wasn't really scary but I get scared at a lot of random shit. I wouldn't watch the movie twice or think much about it, however it was quite true to the original scream movies but very unpredictable. It had a theme was trying to break the norm of&amp;nbsp;stereotypes in horror movies, I think it was achieved but for some reason it still feels questionable leading towards borderline fail actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The second movie was RED which was a pretty decent action movie that was super fast paced well&amp;nbsp;that&amp;nbsp;what I thought anyways and by this time we were all kinda falling asleep it was like 2am+ or some shit like that. Overall it was really good catching up with both Jackie and James and I really missed them, I mean everything just how we carry conversations and such.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In other news in my life parking at MYER is fucking crazy now! I went to work earlier on the Saturday like 10 minutes early but it took me 20 minutes to find a parking spot and so I was 10 minutes late! Oh my fucking god. From now on, on the weekends, mainly Saturday my dad is going to drive me into work! Seriously as Christmas comes the store is getting busier and busier!!! I'm slowly dying!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-6866404738198961911?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/6866404738198961911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=6866404738198961911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/6866404738198961911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/6866404738198961911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/11/dinner-movies-with-james-jackie.html' title='Dinner &amp; Movies with James &amp; Jackie'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fErkis0FRlg/TtIuOcRwOfI/AAAAAAAACQc/vCaLEQYnylU/s72-c/DSC07383.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-933929817575684650</id><published>2011-11-25T23:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T01:56:53.475+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazing on the fake grass at QV</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;Tonight took a trip back into Melbourne city to catch up with Tracy. I invited Kevin and Lambert too as I thought they would want to catch up and then later Maggie joined us after. We ended up just having dinner in Melbourne Central and then we headed off to QV for some drinks but it was beer so I didn't drink any because beer taste like ass for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lambert then headed off to Alumbra but he didn't really know how so Maggie went with him to be his guide. Tracy, Kevin and myself decided to lie on the fake grass in QV as the weather was so perfect and by that we mean not too hot nor too cold. There was this Asian lesbian couple rolling on the grass and Tracy and Kevin decided to make it very awkward by lying super close to them. Quite literally there was only 1 body length apart and they wanted me to lie in that gap - err.. no thanks. We concluded that they were lesbians because they were like just too close to be friends!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also these two guys that Tracy and Kevin was convinced that were gay but how can you be sure? I don't like to label people but they were pretty&amp;nbsp;adamant. I on the other hand was not&amp;nbsp;convinced. Turned out I was right as there was a bunch of kids running around when we left we found out that the two guys are actually the children's father from two separate families, how random hey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much more to write about this night but I'm so tired, but hey when am I actually not tired now? Got work tomorrow and then after James and Jackie are going to head over to my house for scary movies!!! So excited!!! I haven't seen these guys in ages, although I expect I'm going to very sleep deprived, that and I have work also tomorrow and then again on Sunday!!! I suspect I may or may not have time to blog as I'm still not sure if Jackie and James are sleeping over tomorrow too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-933929817575684650?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/933929817575684650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=933929817575684650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/933929817575684650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/933929817575684650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/11/lazing-on-fake-grass-at-qv.html' title='Lazing on the fake grass at QV'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-3567594296993463079</id><published>2011-11-24T23:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T01:36:47.758+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee with Yuky &amp; Presentation Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm so tired right now and clearly the time is not 11:59. Usually for my blog entries if you see the time 11:59 it means it's way past 12am and I'm just trying to back log it so I can actually document what happened during the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I had coffee with Yuky today so it was good. We caught up at Glenny and just chatted about random things and I also helped her plan her trip to Korea. It seems like all my friends are going to Korea and it makes me super jealous but at the same time I know I've been there way too often. The Funny thing was that Yuky got lost on her way to my place and the night before she was like "don't worry I know my way". Well... clearly not - ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gwxXXgd87yo/Ts5ILbMIuyI/AAAAAAAACPM/nu6FCbyWWjk/s1600/Photo0679.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gwxXXgd87yo/Ts5ILbMIuyI/AAAAAAAACPM/nu6FCbyWWjk/s320/Photo0679.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yuky&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GXDkykZ-cvc/Ts5IPvbfkZI/AAAAAAAACPU/DWYhy9qp6NM/s1600/Photo0680.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GXDkykZ-cvc/Ts5IPvbfkZI/AAAAAAAACPU/DWYhy9qp6NM/s320/Photo0680.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ice Coffee + Chocolate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We headed to Zest89 at Glen Waverley Kings Way and the Ice chocolate there was so good! It was so rich and I loved it! Clearly not really helping my diet but oh my god I&amp;nbsp;defiantly&amp;nbsp;rate it as one of the better Ice Chocolates I've had, well I can confidently say it shits over Gloria Jeans.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I wasn't really paying attention to the time but I was pretty sure I was running late for presentation night in the city later, that and my mum called me to come home because she locked herself out of the house. It was good timing though because Yuky and I had just gotten into the car. Anyways didn't really have much time when I got home felt really rushed but eventually I got ready and then mum dropped my off at the train station. Was meant to meet Chris Siah to train up together but I didn't see him but&amp;nbsp;apparently he was on the same train as me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Presentation night was really good, KPMG looks amazing like seriously it looks really rich and expensive. There was a few awards which was taken by Kate and Carissa as the winning&amp;nbsp;commercialisation&amp;nbsp;project with the runners up being Milli and Stuart. Congrats to Kate and Carissa as they deserved it, they worked so hard on it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Pretty much presentation night was just a chance to mingle with people such as ex students, professors, educators, industry people, guest speakers. There was food and drinks and yeah enjoyable but seemed very brief (which is not&amp;nbsp;a bad thing). Took a lot of happy snaps but here's just a few, will upload onto facebook soon - although it's quite late and I still need to shower. I am the most efficient photo uploader ever! seriously I upload my photos the night it's taken or the morning after, worship my bitches!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iI3cLLaemHU/Ts5SzmxghgI/AAAAAAAACPc/i2ZASY8gzrM/s1600/DSC07324.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iI3cLLaemHU/Ts5SzmxghgI/AAAAAAAACPc/i2ZASY8gzrM/s320/DSC07324.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chris Siah, Mark Wei and Jessica Jong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wLjwQnk8z7k/Ts5S5AKPz4I/AAAAAAAACPk/_46z-cv5iIo/s1600/DSC07329.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wLjwQnk8z7k/Ts5S5AKPz4I/AAAAAAAACPk/_46z-cv5iIo/s320/DSC07329.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alfredo, Winston, Thao, Anne, Yolanda and John&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ihTVlQy_A7c/Ts5S9Ll5fYI/AAAAAAAACPs/BpjMsppE82M/s1600/DSC07343.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ihTVlQy_A7c/Ts5S9Ll5fYI/AAAAAAAACPs/BpjMsppE82M/s320/DSC07343.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Group shot love!! - Jay, Anne, Stuart, Ben, Lauren, Kate, Nurul, Yolanda, Me, Jeremy, Meidi, Jessica, Ogam, Sebastian, Nipuna, Thao, Mark and Chris Siah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RWjdumtkbe4/Ts5S_GrVHCI/AAAAAAAACP0/pn67UtvKFOU/s1600/DSC07353.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RWjdumtkbe4/Ts5S_GrVHCI/AAAAAAAACP0/pn67UtvKFOU/s320/DSC07353.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lauren and Jess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FHlP-kS1if8/Ts5TDLdf9PI/AAAAAAAACP8/pgnRw1A7RCo/s1600/DSC07358.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FHlP-kS1if8/Ts5TDLdf9PI/AAAAAAAACP8/pgnRw1A7RCo/s320/DSC07358.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thao, Ogam,Yolanda, Nurul and Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dt3fdxvRtWQ/Ts5TGMIvqkI/AAAAAAAACQE/1MS43AJKG54/s1600/DSC07362.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dt3fdxvRtWQ/Ts5TGMIvqkI/AAAAAAAACQE/1MS43AJKG54/s320/DSC07362.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meidi and I - Sebastian shouts out sexy pose and Meidi switches it on instantly whereas I'm left just laughing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We all then headed off for something to eat, just bummed more. Meidi as a dare tried to get the number off some Asian waiter, epic lol's. Pretty sure the waiter was so&amp;nbsp;embarrassed&amp;nbsp;and stuff, she really has the bulls to do anything that girl. We all departed our own ways eventually but Tracy, Chris, Jay, Yolanda, John and myself headed to Starbucks for a short while as I wanted to get a green tea latte hit!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nu-e115bF78/Ts5TJGsO0-I/AAAAAAAACQM/uXCFHAeqGjM/s1600/DSC07379.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nu-e115bF78/Ts5TJGsO0-I/AAAAAAAACQM/uXCFHAeqGjM/s320/DSC07379.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nipuna, Yolanda, Thao and me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--n96QjUrObM/Ts5TLWm6DRI/AAAAAAAACQU/94cyqEkB08g/s1600/DSC07381.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--n96QjUrObM/Ts5TLWm6DRI/AAAAAAAACQU/94cyqEkB08g/s320/DSC07381.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Green Tea Latte - Perfect way to finish the night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The only downer for the night was that our finance teacher did say that a small percentage of the class failed, which doesn't really make me any more confident. If she would of said no one failed this semester I seriously would have been the most happiest person ever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-3567594296993463079?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/3567594296993463079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=3567594296993463079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/3567594296993463079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/3567594296993463079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/11/coffee-with-yuky-presentation-night.html' title='Coffee with Yuky &amp; Presentation Night'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gwxXXgd87yo/Ts5ILbMIuyI/AAAAAAAACPM/nu6FCbyWWjk/s72-c/Photo0679.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-6475646100742734136</id><published>2011-11-23T22:13:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T23:00:17.672+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't you guys have day jobs?</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;Today was such a rush. It was Wednesday VIP shopping night at Chaddy and in all&amp;nbsp;seriousness from the start of my shift at 10am to the end of my shift at 7pm it was just madness!!! I felt like I was constantly doing something and it was all because of that fucking Ralph Lauren Polo 50% off sale on everything and I was like mind fucked! At one point the Youth counter had like I shit you not probably 20 people? The line was like curving around the corner. I have to say though that it's a good/bad thing when things are busy, good in the sense that time flies super fast but bad because you have like literally no time to relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly&amp;nbsp;today I bumped into a lot of people. Natalie and Nam bumped into them at work and then again on my lunch break! Saw Danny Yu randomly in the store but I didn't stay to chat because it was when I was leaving and I all I could think about was to get home. All of these guys were from my high school. Furthermore, bumped into Milli and and Anne too who were shopping with their partners, respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways back to bitching about work today! There was so many people in the shopping complex like seriously guys don't you all have jobs? What do you do??? I heard from a friend who started her shift at 3pm that parking was such a bitch and people were fighting for spots. Managers and team leaders become so on edge when there is heaps of people, it's quite amusing. There's this really weird girl at MYER and everyone thinks she is fucking crazy and I do too! She has the worst interpersonal skills that it's borderline Aspergers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get much sleep last night as around 3am in the morning I woke up with a massive coughing fit like I couldn't stop coughing it was like crazy. I had to physically get out of my bed (I hate doing this if I'm not actually waking up) and grab some water to help me, but that didn't even really help. I then decided maybe I should use my asthma puffer, so I did and that seemed to work which was so weird because I haven't used my puffer in years. Although I have been feeling really out of breath ever since the road trip to Wilsons Prom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-6475646100742734136?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/6475646100742734136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=6475646100742734136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/6475646100742734136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/6475646100742734136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/11/dont-you-guys-have-day-jobs.html' title='Don&apos;t you guys have day jobs?'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-4063363689020702422</id><published>2011-11-22T23:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T00:31:09.541+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Japanese Lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I had the chance to catch up with Andrew today so I headed down into the city for lunch. It was fun, caught up and chatted about life, how the year was, uni related issues, friendships and the future. We ended up going to a Japanese restaurant on Swanston Street. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mvcPMO8cRaU/Tsueq1OOLiI/AAAAAAAACO8/dkF7nyjDAds/s1600/Photo0676.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mvcPMO8cRaU/Tsueq1OOLiI/AAAAAAAACO8/dkF7nyjDAds/s320/Photo0676.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Andrew being camera shy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TtTdlp85WIY/Tsue1kY-xII/AAAAAAAACPE/CHsZHZLpPNc/s1600/Photo0677.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TtTdlp85WIY/Tsue1kY-xII/AAAAAAAACPE/CHsZHZLpPNc/s320/Photo0677.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tempura&amp;nbsp;Don&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The train ride home was really long though, and it took over an hour because the stupid bus didn't match up with the train times so I had to wait for that to come, that and I hate it when the bus arrives but then just sits in the terminal for another 10 minutes. I know they have to wait for the correct time to go but today I was seriously just repeating 'fucking drive already' in my head like 1000x's.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-4063363689020702422?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/4063363689020702422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=4063363689020702422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/4063363689020702422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/4063363689020702422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/11/japanese-lunch.html' title='Japanese Lunch'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mvcPMO8cRaU/Tsueq1OOLiI/AAAAAAAACO8/dkF7nyjDAds/s72-c/Photo0676.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-8732423767830161751</id><published>2011-11-21T23:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T00:33:46.048+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I have to stop eating</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I spent the whole day trying to get some stupid game to work and it turns out that my computer can't even handle it. Now thinking back on what I've been doing it's just a sad realisation that I need to get a better life. Lucky for me though my best friend Lambert organised a catch up with some of the guys in Box Hill Dessert House. The turn out involved Hong, Kevin, Allen, Phung, Victor (and his two friends), Lambert and myself. I guess this was sort of the last catch up together before everyone flies off. I won't be seeing Hong til March!!! It sounds like a long time when I say it like that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ynh5pnwOsc/TspQN2uKCAI/AAAAAAAACOs/O3DEEv_2Z8M/s1600/Photo0674.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ynh5pnwOsc/TspQN2uKCAI/AAAAAAAACOs/O3DEEv_2Z8M/s320/Photo0674.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hong with his food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AZgfUbOezEo/TspQVARxQKI/AAAAAAAACO0/rc_9OBTO9xA/s1600/Photo0675.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AZgfUbOezEo/TspQVARxQKI/AAAAAAAACO0/rc_9OBTO9xA/s320/Photo0675.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Myself, looking pretty tired - I was actually thinking of not going because I was so exhausted but I ended up going anyways as I already RSVP'd yes to Lambert&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Man I really have to stop eating. I seriously have this huge tire around my waist and my gut is massive and there is a huge&amp;nbsp;bulge in my pants! - (sorry could not resist) The thing though is catching up with lots of people and forcing to eat out a lot means this is going to be a constant problem of self control. I'm actually meeting up with Andrew tomorrow for lunch in the city but I might just order a drink instead. You don't need food to enjoy good company right? Although it does make the experience much more&amp;nbsp;pleasant. I could also do with saving a bit more money, I feel like right now I'm constantly on a cash burn and as Hong kindly pointed out tonight "you are always broke Tim!" as I had to borrow 2 dollars from him. I actually do have money I swear I do! Come to my house I'll throw money at you, it's just that I never seem to have enough cash in my wallet at that particular time. I should make it a habit to always carry like a 50 with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh and work called me in for Tuesday and Wednesday however I only accepted Wednesday. I had a feeling my manager would give me more shifts, but I'm still happy I'm only working 2 days this week but for Wednesday though I'm working from 10-7pm - kind of long but I know some other friends like Juan is working 10:30-10:30 and Suri is like 11-11 or something crazy like that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-8732423767830161751?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/8732423767830161751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=8732423767830161751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/8732423767830161751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/8732423767830161751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-have-to-stop-eating.html' title='I have to stop eating'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ynh5pnwOsc/TspQN2uKCAI/AAAAAAAACOs/O3DEEv_2Z8M/s72-c/Photo0674.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-7046881119713897359</id><published>2011-11-20T23:56:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T01:16:26.136+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Day</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;Work was&amp;nbsp;surprisingly&amp;nbsp;busy today, well more busy than what I usually remember but what was weird was it was it felt like so long for me. I mean usually when it's busy time flies really quickly right? WRONG! It was gay today!!! I was like thinking to myself when is this ever going to end... That and my store manager kept bitching to me about opening up fucking credit cards I mean you know how hard it is to convince someone to open a credit card... fuck! If I wanted a credit card I'd go to a bank not a department store. Although I really do think the MYER VISA card is a pretty good deal but at the same time I totally understand customers not even wanting to hear about it because it will probably turn into another piece of random plastic in their wallets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I going to do for my summer holidays? I'm already trying to plan out a few things but nothing is really popping into my head. I mean there are a few people already that I am in desperate need of catching up with. I thought work was going to start giving me a shitload of shifts since I changed my&amp;nbsp;availability&amp;nbsp;to full time, or I think I did? I'm not too sure... whatever point is I'm only working next Saturday so I have this whole week off pretty much - score! The only downside is that I need to find ways to keep me entertained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's about time I started watching Dexter again. I remember I used to be so in love with that show but I've just kinda stopped after season 3 or 4. That will be a good way to kill some time I suppose. I need to clean out my disgusting room too but I'm so major ceebs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-7046881119713897359?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/7046881119713897359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=7046881119713897359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/7046881119713897359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/7046881119713897359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/11/long-day.html' title='Long Day'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-5419145598741586303</id><published>2011-11-19T23:16:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T00:36:50.338+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up with Ben and Sam</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning and it had been storming and pouring down all night and I really didn't want to go play tennis, however the rain eventually stopped and consequently Nicholas and I had to go play competition. Lucky for us it was just around the corner in Blackburn. It was a good day for us we won everything but the competition wasn't very strong, however glad to win matches as I hadn't won any yet. Hopefully this will be the start of me winning a lot more matches now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won my singles 6-2 6-1 and then we won doubles 6-1 6-0, so from my view I did damn good today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had dinner with Benjamin Vien tonight and just chatted and caught up since I feels like I haven't seen Ben in a long time. Then Sammy joint us for coffee and continued hanging out. So jealous as they are flying off to Korea in 3 days time and this will probably be the last time I see them for 2011. We then headed over to Crazy Wings as Sam was a little hungry and then we all ended up eating again! Oh my god why!! I wasn't even hungry, oh my goodness.. Never mind though it tasted so good. I think we all just got BBQ Lamb and then Sam ordered BBQ honey bread which tasted like bread but with that burnt BBQ smoky taste which made it special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gum on my right side of my mouth is infected it's so sore and red and swollen... fuck I hate when that happens, I'm not very good at flossing either!!! I hope it heals quickly, just going to try to brush that area really cleanly and use some mouth wash.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-5419145598741586303?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/5419145598741586303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=5419145598741586303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/5419145598741586303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/5419145598741586303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/11/catching-up-with-ben-and-sam.html' title='Catching up with Ben and Sam'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-7703312047028932471</id><published>2011-11-18T21:21:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T23:03:10.085+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Wilson's Prom Masters Road Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;For the last few days I've been away at Wilsons Prom with my Masters friends for an amazing road trip! For all of you guys who don't know Wilsons's Prom right at the end of Victoria and it is just a massive National Park with amazing beaches to explore and discover. The weather was meant to be really bad with rain every day but for us it was perfect! I took so many photos and when I was uploading them onto facebook, facebook put me on a 2 day ban because they thought I was spamming and overusing the tag system. That is absolute bull shit though because I was just tagging all my friends and it's not my fucking fault I'm so damn popular. Well lessen learnt here because I guess I'll use the mass tagging system then individually tagging each photo... note to self, in 2 days time go back and finish tagging everyone. Thao has amazing photos though and Winston as well!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So the trip begins! I was travelling down with Chris Callas, Meidi and John which was a pretty fun ride as the people are quite awesome. Chris pick each of us up and off we were. We were the first to get there and the best thing about driving in very rural areas and communities is the lack of speed cameras. I don't by all means support speeding but I have to say driving fast is quite fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWFM9goIK5s/TsYvcmrDS0I/AAAAAAAACMQ/h-dBPl05_NQ/s1600/DSC07039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWFM9goIK5s/TsYvcmrDS0I/AAAAAAAACMQ/h-dBPl05_NQ/s320/DSC07039.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Camwhoring myself on the way down&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When we managed to get down the place was so gorgeous. Seriously the place we wee staying at was really cool as it was 1 big house and also 1 barn. So there was lots of space to sleep/party. Originally it was only a handful of us going down but it turned out to be bigger than we expected as most of us in the masters course which is super exciting as it's probably the last time we're all going to be able to hang out in this kind of social setting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wTxUADjVrrU/TsYwDJW_O-I/AAAAAAAACMY/rKdbZ2DnQTU/s1600/DSC07046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wTxUADjVrrU/TsYwDJW_O-I/AAAAAAAACMY/rKdbZ2DnQTU/s320/DSC07046.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thao, Meidi and I in the front yard of the place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_CywGJMvgM0/TsYwHbJh53I/AAAAAAAACMg/JO8Hgee1fec/s1600/DSC07077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_CywGJMvgM0/TsYwHbJh53I/AAAAAAAACMg/JO8Hgee1fec/s320/DSC07077.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How amazing is the weather! Love the blue skies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thank you to Jeremy and Chris Callas for organising the BBQ for lunch, it was so good. Chris made Lamb and seriously it tasted amazing I just wanted to keep eating and Jeremy brought along sausages with apple pieces inside which was a new taste for me and yeah it was great because I love apples. We had so many people with so many camera's too so I suspect we're all going to have a very large selection of photos to pick from. Thao also brought so much food and cooked some amazing treats up for us! Seriously Thao like took care of us heaps over this trip. Oh and yes there was a shit load of alcohol and I'm pretty sure everyone got so buzzed to the point where it wasn't even funny anymore!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9pn1ondBHZk/TsYwKdS6MrI/AAAAAAAACMo/SKgmRz1lrw0/s1600/DSC07080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9pn1ondBHZk/TsYwKdS6MrI/AAAAAAAACMo/SKgmRz1lrw0/s320/DSC07080.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thao cooking in the back while Nurul, Anne and I camwhore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dYWzamQELm8/TsYwPN6n0fI/AAAAAAAACMw/294BHI27jeQ/s1600/DSC07088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dYWzamQELm8/TsYwPN6n0fI/AAAAAAAACMw/294BHI27jeQ/s320/DSC07088.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeremy and Chris in charge of the BBQ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Whilst the BBQ was on most of us played a game of touch footy and also soccer which caused a lot of injuries. I got cut on my shin and it was pretty damn painful I think. Stuart had a massive cut on his food, Thao got bruised, Sebastian looked like he couldn't afford shoes because his feet looks so bruised haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xl-e_K29Sy0/TsYwTrfd8WI/AAAAAAAACM4/QEBJdeIBMOU/s1600/DSC07114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xl-e_K29Sy0/TsYwTrfd8WI/AAAAAAAACM4/QEBJdeIBMOU/s320/DSC07114.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nurul coming off field whilst Sebastian, Anne and Nipuna continue playing&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bTnlEJ5PdfU/TsYwZHkoMfI/AAAAAAAACNA/C4COSG3xVwk/s1600/DSC07120.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bTnlEJ5PdfU/TsYwZHkoMfI/AAAAAAAACNA/C4COSG3xVwk/s320/DSC07120.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The injury Thao sustained&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After lunch and games and stuff we had a cooling off period where we kind of all split up and did our own separate things. Thao decided to take a trip down to squeaky beach and so Winston, Meidi, Alfredo and I tagged with!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The weather was so good! It wasn't hot but the sky was so clear and the sun setting was beautiful. It seriously looks like a post card. It called squeaky beach because the sand is so white and fine that every time you step in it it makes a squeaky noise which is very exciting and novel at first but then it gradually loses it's excitement. Also you have to kind of stomp on it pretty hard to hear it, I think if you walk normally on the sand you can't really hear it, oh and it has to be dry sand too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--M3OebG1vrs/TsYwca_s1iI/AAAAAAAACNI/bBL7gW2dZgo/s1600/DSC07129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--M3OebG1vrs/TsYwca_s1iI/AAAAAAAACNI/bBL7gW2dZgo/s320/DSC07129.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Winston, Meidi and I in the car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UwMpmMazUyg/TsYwlRtMqPI/AAAAAAAACNQ/VZ8hw2dRr_Q/s1600/DSC07141.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UwMpmMazUyg/TsYwlRtMqPI/AAAAAAAACNQ/VZ8hw2dRr_Q/s320/DSC07141.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Meidi the trolls under the bridge!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GG81CX8FkNo/TsYwoZvUklI/AAAAAAAACNY/yZ4KIt-fsHg/s1600/DSC07154.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GG81CX8FkNo/TsYwoZvUklI/AAAAAAAACNY/yZ4KIt-fsHg/s320/DSC07154.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beautiful&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xDPLpTsO9p8/TsYwt8b2DkI/AAAAAAAACNg/ncaBGbeSXKE/s1600/DSC07155.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xDPLpTsO9p8/TsYwt8b2DkI/AAAAAAAACNg/ncaBGbeSXKE/s320/DSC07155.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meidi and Thao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pjv-srLT4sk/TsYwyfrM4aI/AAAAAAAACNo/_9-XrYxGnwk/s1600/DSC07159.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pjv-srLT4sk/TsYwyfrM4aI/AAAAAAAACNo/_9-XrYxGnwk/s320/DSC07159.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meidi and I best project partners ever!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That evening was crazy though we were all so high and just dancing and trash talking and running around the house. It actually got to a point where I was like shit where am I? I didn't take many snaps of it though because photos can be so discriminating. I mean Chris Callas had to dress up as a girl and so I made a conscious effort to not capture that moment. He was pretty much wearing one of Meidi's dress the whole night and when we were on the silo outside gazing at the starts he's like to me "in a non homosexual way can you please hug me I'm so fucking cold" - funny. We had a game of Kings Cup which was so fun and at the end Jaymen had to drink up! It was so gross but he took it like a champ and major respects for him because I wouldn't be able to do that. It was like a mix of beer,&amp;nbsp;champagne, wine, sprits, and all sorts of crazy mixers. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pcUY18fHSpc/TsYw2I0DzxI/AAAAAAAACNw/lRpsHA_pRzE/s1600/DSC07180.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pcUY18fHSpc/TsYw2I0DzxI/AAAAAAAACNw/lRpsHA_pRzE/s320/DSC07180.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chris Callas looking like he's onto something, Kate and Kristina, with Sebastian, Jeremy and Stuart in the background&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v9UXMVUU5fU/TsYw5JK2ZGI/AAAAAAAACN4/eN_TJLYJej4/s1600/DSC07200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v9UXMVUU5fU/TsYw5JK2ZGI/AAAAAAAACN4/eN_TJLYJej4/s320/DSC07200.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Poor Jaymen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b9gQfYaWnXQ/TsYw8b7WRBI/AAAAAAAACOA/fnR9H5iF1x8/s1600/DSC07202.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b9gQfYaWnXQ/TsYw8b7WRBI/AAAAAAAACOA/fnR9H5iF1x8/s320/DSC07202.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sebastian doesn't seem to care though!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was just one fucking crazy night and I loved it. I don't remember what time I slept anything but I just remember a lot of loud music and then blackout due to a mix of alcohol but most probably due to exhaustion!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The second day was much more tame and as everyone was just recovering from the night before. We went to hit up a few beaches and I few to tanned I love it. Although I am not a bit conscious of being a blackie but hey being tan is a sign of being healthy and all that shit and on guys I reckon it looks attractive. I used to think being all white and stuff was cool but my views are now slowly changing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dgg7DwT-9Gc/TsYw_O39TXI/AAAAAAAACOI/sPcnAOo-H_Y/s1600/DSC07217.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dgg7DwT-9Gc/TsYw_O39TXI/AAAAAAAACOI/sPcnAOo-H_Y/s320/DSC07217.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Driving and then we turned a corner and the view was stunning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ECntbiCTMhs/TsYxCxUX6dI/AAAAAAAACOQ/sBNVcyApNF8/s1600/DSC07219.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ECntbiCTMhs/TsYxCxUX6dI/AAAAAAAACOQ/sBNVcyApNF8/s320/DSC07219.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sebastian and Nipuna&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hosndkxozPI/TsYxG9PRrCI/AAAAAAAACOY/X5QFIdsxRMI/s1600/DSC07221.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hosndkxozPI/TsYxG9PRrCI/AAAAAAAACOY/X5QFIdsxRMI/s320/DSC07221.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sebastian, Nipuna, Nurul and Me - I didn't really blend my sunscreen in at all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WQQr-KlsJkU/TsYxLJ__-FI/AAAAAAAACOg/ybMf1gdVmdQ/s1600/DSC07241.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WQQr-KlsJkU/TsYxLJ__-FI/AAAAAAAACOg/ybMf1gdVmdQ/s320/DSC07241.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeremy, Australia's next top model much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We had mass rounds of poker, singstar and&amp;nbsp;Mafia back at the house. It got crazy! The first few rounds everyone was just screaming at each other and accusing everyone of being bitches and liars! Once you lie everything you say automatically becomes less credible. I have to admit I was a bit pushy but who the fuck cares I always want to win. If you guys don't know what Mafia is it's a role playing card game that is super fun as you as friends have to determine which one of you is the Mafia and after each round people just slowly get killed off. Just google it, theres so many different variations and stuff but it seems everyone was really into it and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To close this entry and to&amp;nbsp;summarise&amp;nbsp;the road trip:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was seriously an amazing trip with the most amazing cohort I've ever had the pleasure to be apart of. It's been a long year and I couldn't have asked for better friends. Sure I bitch and get moody with people and all but underneath everything I really sincerely do believe everyone has a good heart are honest and good people and I wish you all the best in everything!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S. Winston is the best mother fucking driver ever!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-7703312047028932471?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/7703312047028932471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=7703312047028932471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/7703312047028932471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/7703312047028932471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/11/wilsons-prom-masters-road-trip.html' title='Wilson&apos;s Prom Masters Road Trip'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWFM9goIK5s/TsYvcmrDS0I/AAAAAAAACMQ/h-dBPl05_NQ/s72-c/DSC07039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-3636681063220186121</id><published>2011-11-15T23:49:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T00:25:26.157+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up with Stefanos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I had a chance to catch up with Stefanos today!!! Super exited I haven't seen this guy in fucking forever. Seriously, and I don't think we have ever properly hung out outside of uni before. I met this guy way back in first year and he was in my Chem lab and he was seriously the best lab partner ever. I had this dickhead of a partner that seriously would not help me at all and I remember my first chem lab I was actually crying because I didn't know anything and my goggles was fucking fogging up that's how bad it was!!! Lucky for me though that gook broke his hand and therefore I got to parter up with Stefanos. It's funny because I remember he was so worried I was going to fail as I didn't know anything and lucky for me I got a near pass of 49! Phew... because seriously I was not going to repeat chemistry again. No matter how much I hate finance I still hate chemistry more. Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We just met up at Glenny and headed to China Bar for something to eat, I just drank something though, we weren't even that hungry to begin with but he needed to some place to catch up at. Shared some awesome stories and got updated on everything especially his trip to Singapore and Malaysia. Hearing all of his adventures makes me really excited about my own trip. It was just really good catching up with him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Took some snaps yay!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mvFPgYaJ8XU/TsJl0lvawBI/AAAAAAAACLs/JbxT4H6Xjwg/s1600/323455_2587641366271_1111676244_3048596_701554272_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mvFPgYaJ8XU/TsJl0lvawBI/AAAAAAAACLs/JbxT4H6Xjwg/s320/323455_2587641366271_1111676244_3048596_701554272_o.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9klP7fsZiKE/TsJl2hRVyUI/AAAAAAAACL0/-6PbAChK7AE/s1600/324327_2587643526325_1111676244_3048597_622924347_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9klP7fsZiKE/TsJl2hRVyUI/AAAAAAAACL0/-6PbAChK7AE/s320/324327_2587643526325_1111676244_3048597_622924347_o.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MUFuo5L2-aY/TsJl4Bl6z-I/AAAAAAAACL8/jpQSYD_Sysw/s1600/333153_2587821890784_1111676244_3048629_541132145_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MUFuo5L2-aY/TsJl4Bl6z-I/AAAAAAAACL8/jpQSYD_Sysw/s320/333153_2587821890784_1111676244_3048629_541132145_o.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOL...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KRBvA3etpqg/TsJl7f1FnBI/AAAAAAAACME/bWe2AExFhcQ/s1600/Photo0671.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KRBvA3etpqg/TsJl7f1FnBI/AAAAAAAACME/bWe2AExFhcQ/s320/Photo0671.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He actually wanted a massage. Seriously this dude loves massages I don't think I'd even sit in one of these things in public! Also he told me some really funny massage stories in Asia, LOL yes that's Asia for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways, tomorrow I'm heading off to Wilsons Prom for my Masters Road Trip and Chris hasn't really given me any details but he knows I'm going in his car so I guess I'll wait for a message tomorrow or some shit. I mean I did message him and tried calling him but no response, probably has his phone on silent or something. Excited about that!!! I just kinda finished packing, didn't really pack much or anything just winging it. I can't find my damn sleeping bag though!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think I'm bringing my laptop down but I'm pretty sure there won't be any internet, but I do want to try to blog up the adventures because in reality this is probably the last real time that all (well most) of us are going to see each other before we all slowly start to lose contact.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-3636681063220186121?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/3636681063220186121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=3636681063220186121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/3636681063220186121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/3636681063220186121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/11/catching-up-with-stefanos.html' title='Catching up with Stefanos'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mvFPgYaJ8XU/TsJl0lvawBI/AAAAAAAACLs/JbxT4H6Xjwg/s72-c/323455_2587641366271_1111676244_3048596_701554272_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-7247866870323319898</id><published>2011-11-14T23:42:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T00:09:30.883+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonder Girls</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;So I've totally forgotten about KPOP for the ages now and actually I've deleted all my Kpop music from my computer as it doesn't really appeal to me anymore. I've just been listening to English songs and hits from billboards for months now. However... I am in love with the Wonder Girls! They were my favourite girl group back in high school and they took a massive break to move to America and do other activities etc, I won't write up much about them before you can just google their story but they have recently returned to Korea with an new album (which Catherine has gotten me - thanks!) and it sounds amazing! I don't really care what anyone else says but the Wonder Girls music doesn't even sound like Kpop anymore it sounds so Americanised but that is exciting and I wish them all the best and hope they can crack it big time into the western world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3fy4cqWMhyI" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wonder Girls - Be My Baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I like SNSD but... I'd pick Wonder Girls over SNSD any day. All their songs on this album sounds fucking good man I was really, sincerely&amp;nbsp;surprised.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-7247866870323319898?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/7247866870323319898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=7247866870323319898&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/7247866870323319898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/7247866870323319898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/11/wonder-girls.html' title='Wonder Girls'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/3fy4cqWMhyI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-2362674562734572459</id><published>2011-11-13T23:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T00:58:30.617+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The one that got away</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Ahha3Cqe_fk" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Katy Perry - The One That Got Away&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-2362674562734572459?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/2362674562734572459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=2362674562734572459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/2362674562734572459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/2362674562734572459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-that-got-away.html' title='The one that got away'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Ahha3Cqe_fk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-8446407950402666329</id><published>2011-11-12T23:19:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T00:07:53.616+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Survivor</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;So we all know that American TV reality show called survivor where they take contestants and they place them on a deserted island where they have to survive by performing challengers and eliminating their competitors in a noble and diplomatic manner (fat chance) as the losers ultimately decide who wins the cash prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be honest, I enjoy watching survivor. I used to watch it a lot during high school and then at tennis competition every Saturday I would talk to Lillian about it cause we were both so into it. I was just wondering how much money they actually make from survivor (as in the production team, etc) but I suspect that they would make a shit load of money - no joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance unlike many other reality TV shows where the host has to provide a fucking mansion for the contestants to live in survive uses an island with no shelter what so ever. Quite literally they are throwing them into the wilderness. At lease they don't have to pay rent right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides being on an island, the prizes are no doubt the funniest! Because unlike shows like the amazing race where if you win a leg you get a holiday to some tropical island resort, or a car, or something actually worth over $100, survivor prizes don't really meet up to those expectations. For example, winning a challenge could mean you earn the right for a bottle of water! water guys! This probably cost no more than 2 dollars, seriously. Other prizes from memory include fried chicken and even things like a shower. What the fuck? All these things are pathetic prizes, however everyone goes apeshit for these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the show deprives people from the basic things that we all take&amp;nbsp;for-granted&amp;nbsp;but seriously if I was on the show and they were offering me a shower I would be like thinking to myself 'damn, I picked the wrong reality tv show to enter'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I'm exhausted guys I just want to sleep, got a 5 hour shift at work tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-8446407950402666329?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/8446407950402666329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=8446407950402666329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/8446407950402666329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/8446407950402666329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/11/survivor.html' title='Survivor'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-3515929431930965116</id><published>2011-11-11T23:53:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T00:07:31.057+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm on holidays bitches</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I can't believe this day is here! The year has been so long and although I'm worried about my finance exam and accepting the possibility of failing (no joke) I'm so proud of what I've done this whole year! Today was the pathways exam and although tricky at some points of the exam I am overall really happy with it. I think I nailed my essay questions I'm just worried about part C but who the fuck cares I'm now on my 4 month holiday bitches!!! I took my camera to the exam to take some happy snap with my friends as I won't be seeing them anymore until the road trip!!! SUPER excited for that!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fJEKwsuZKWI/Tr0bCMe7AEI/AAAAAAAACKs/Fij1wiIqNLc/s1600/DSC06994.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fJEKwsuZKWI/Tr0bCMe7AEI/AAAAAAAACKs/Fij1wiIqNLc/s320/DSC06994.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Meidi and I happy to have done really well!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6NVxbeeIrQQ/Tr0bEa9UB9I/AAAAAAAACK0/DEURYf8f6MY/s1600/DSC07004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6NVxbeeIrQQ/Tr0bEa9UB9I/AAAAAAAACK0/DEURYf8f6MY/s320/DSC07004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lambert is clearly worried&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H9XvBfGpy4U/Tr0bHZ_2cyI/AAAAAAAACK8/gDRwx_vPeOw/s1600/DSC07008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H9XvBfGpy4U/Tr0bHZ_2cyI/AAAAAAAACK8/gDRwx_vPeOw/s320/DSC07008.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friends walking away from the exam room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was really happy that we had our exam in a classroom instead of the examination halls at Caufeild Racecourse. Ian is so nice and it really did make the exam more pleasant.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RdMk_5sp1bU/Tr0bKQ-bVLI/AAAAAAAACLE/tTihty7iWdY/s1600/DSC07011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RdMk_5sp1bU/Tr0bKQ-bVLI/AAAAAAAACLE/tTihty7iWdY/s320/DSC07011.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeremy, Nurul, Meidi have a posing contest on the left while Nipuna and Kristina clearly do not want to participate in such behaviour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Afterwards I pretty much had mahjong! Oh my god I missed it so much!!! With Amy, Hong and Sam and Lambert. Lambert only stayed for a bit but for the time he did he pretty much wiped us all, however as soon as he left Hong and I just one! Seriously we had the most money and finished equal first's. I think it took a few rounds to remember how to play again but I'm so pumped want to play more now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Headed to have dinner at Glenny and took some more snaps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ilH71xo2P5s/Tr0bMQVY9fI/AAAAAAAACLM/fZd8jnAvupQ/s1600/DSC07014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ilH71xo2P5s/Tr0bMQVY9fI/AAAAAAAACLM/fZd8jnAvupQ/s320/DSC07014.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Vanity in Hongs car!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vlQ7jVXghi4/Tr0bOcKDWYI/AAAAAAAACLU/K1cOBUL2-b0/s1600/DSC07021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vlQ7jVXghi4/Tr0bOcKDWYI/AAAAAAAACLU/K1cOBUL2-b0/s320/DSC07021.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More vanity, except I really like this shot, just the colors and the movement and of course my sexy self in it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dgr8sBcmJTo/Tr0bYpgc6EI/AAAAAAAACLc/Kk_AKKrgB-8/s1600/DSC07027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dgr8sBcmJTo/Tr0bYpgc6EI/AAAAAAAACLc/Kk_AKKrgB-8/s320/DSC07027.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sammy Li and Amy Young&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r-x4l34wenE/Tr0bbc2oSmI/AAAAAAAACLk/NnsAx_xuRRg/s1600/DSC07028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r-x4l34wenE/Tr0bbc2oSmI/AAAAAAAACLk/NnsAx_xuRRg/s320/DSC07028.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sam Li&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I would write more but I am so tired I played 2 hours of tennis tonight too and I still haven't bathed yet so I'm going to head into the shower now. Just can't express how happy I am right now, been waiting for this day for a very very long time!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555631737864781865-3515929431930965116?l=timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/feeds/3515929431930965116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555631737864781865&amp;postID=3515929431930965116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/3515929431930965116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555631737864781865/posts/default/3515929431930965116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timtamzchocolate.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-on-holidays-bitches.html' title='I&apos;m on holidays bitches'/><author><name>timtamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365645947494211825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Ay8JdtU6U/TrKpwC7br7I/AAAAAAAACFw/EQ8Wj1hFsqA/s220/DSC06656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fJEKwsuZKWI/Tr0bCMe7AEI/AAAAAAAACKs/Fij1wiIqNLc/s72-c/DSC06994.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555631737864781865.post-2186517549254167495</id><published>2011-11-10T23:52:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T00:39:27.106+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook Spam</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;A lot of annoying things have been bugging me recently and they have all taken inspiration from particular people who utilise facebook. I don't really have the time and energy to rant about them now but the message I'd like to broadcast is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you want to have a conversation with someone by all means do so, but please do it via private message"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually don't care if you want to have a conversation on facebook with responses every 2 seconds because I am guilty of doing it sometimes. However, I do care if I've already commented or liked something prior the start of your conversations because now it means I get a shit load of notification spams and I also have to read your annoying messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways wish me luck for tomorrow, my final examination for 2011! I am going to be at my most happiness tomorrow at 1pm! I hope the exam isn't too tough but even if it is I more importantly hope I know enough information to get through it. I think I've calculated my internals and I think I'm sitting at 37.5% -39%? Not a bad effort Tim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;a data-hovercard="/ajax/hovercard/user.php?id=531032003" href="http://www.facebook.com/nicholas.w.ng" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Nicholas Ng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;: &lt;span
