<?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-7978443630406996491</id><updated>2012-03-03T10:59:41.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>greedy miao.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>291</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-1729517794046553410</id><published>2012-03-03T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-03-03T10:59:41.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ilikestuff.com/musical.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.ilikestuff.com/musical.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:85%;"&gt;Tonight I feel like writing again. Yes I broke my record of keeping this space updated every month. Now my archives will have feb 2012 went missing somewhere. Anyways, I'm currently giving myself a weekend break after monthsss of workin through every single weekend. Right now my body suffers from serious exhaustion, especially after those times when I'd to deal with due dates. Today I felt so carefree, taking my sweet nap at home, spending time w parents for breakfast, etc. I almost forgotten how it feels like to spend time at home over weekends. Glad I finally 'retired'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:85%;"&gt;Well I remember saying that 'yes, I swear tis will be my last part time job'. But this thing keep goes on  like it'll never end. It's not that I like taking up these jobs, it's just that I need them. Well it can be addictive sometimes. Hmm sounds creepy.. but it's about the 'want'. Although I seem to cope up quite well w my academic, it doesn't really. Cause I see my grades going down the graph to be honest. So i need to sort of get things back on track again. Midterm papers were like disaster btw. Year 2, no joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:85%;"&gt;2 weeks ago my SE phone finally r.i.p after the jump from my palm. Sad that it died a week earlier from our plan. On a brighter side, baby and I got to get ourselves our own iPhone the next morning. Seriously I can't live through half of the day w/o a phone! Been through plenty of emergency-but-no-phone moments recently and they sucks to the max. So yeah, we finally own one before we come to realize that both of us are so broke now �� The last thing I wanna get myself will be a good wallet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Today i wish I could play well on instruments and sings well at the same time. Its really an enjoyment being indulge in music. In future my children are gonna own such skills 😁&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:85%;"&gt;Till then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7978443630406996491-1729517794046553410?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1729517794046553410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2012/03/tonight-i-feel-like-writing-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/1729517794046553410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/1729517794046553410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2012/03/tonight-i-feel-like-writing-again.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-2137343818638720735</id><published>2012-01-09T01:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T09:58:39.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span  &gt;First day of the semester, I skipped my first class. I want more holidays, I'm not prepared for lectures at all. Too much important dates running in mind and I hate the feeling of guilt in me. I wanna give my best performance to the others, but this one crazy guy ruin it all. Just as I thought the problems are settled before I headed out today, one sms from him ruined my entire mood during my afternoon class. All I wanted was just home. After the nap, I managed to spill out everything to my siblings and of course the bf. And I felt so much better after the desserts we had. :) But as I reached home, this problem crossed over my mind again. I can't wait to make the call tomorrow morning. I hope it helps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span&gt;Apart from that, first lesson today was so stressful. &lt;/span&gt;I hate thinking bout those methodology and stats. They just aren't my thing.I know I cant dislike the subject, else it will be tougher for me. The lecturer went through the assessments details thoroughly and I'm sure all my friends are over stressed as me now. But... we have to accept the challenge anyway. Looong sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Maybe I should just take things easy. Nights all !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7978443630406996491-2137343818638720735?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2137343818638720735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2012/01/first-day-of-semester-i-skipped-my_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/2137343818638720735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/2137343818638720735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2012/01/first-day-of-semester-i-skipped-my_09.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-8101697531987150139</id><published>2012-01-05T03:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T12:13:13.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;It's been another month I abandoned this space again.. and today is already 6th of jan! Time flies. I realize this time of year, I actually bought a number of new things for myself. Simple but something that I needed long ago. A pair of good jeans, lion polo, shorts, and the brow pencil. Though they made a hole in my account, but to start off the year, I think they worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;I've never feel this great for new year before. Maybe because I've prepared myself with new stuffs for the year ahead. It feels like everything's a new fresh start again. At the same time, classes are starting very soon and I'm entering my second year of uni. No doubt, I've been constantly worried about the challenges that I will be facing. Now it's that time of the year again to decide on the electives to take. On one hand, I'm looking forward to a deeper view of human behavior, emotions, skills, etc. On another hand, I don't wanna spend my fees on subjects that don't lead to my future career. In fact, I've been starring at that piece of paper for two days, and I see myself taking up the course purely based on interest. Sigh... Good things never come together. I think all that I want now is just a beautiful timetable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm feeling a little stressed out. So many things are running in my mind as I close my eyes, trying to get into sleep. I guess what I need is just to be more encouraged and be brave to walk through the coming months. Yes, I need to stop worrying about everything like a coward. Cause as my first semester ends, it means 5 subjects down, my payment coming in, and I'm one step closer to a mid-year vacation with my love and friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Well before I head back to bed, I wanna write something about my boy. He... has been so busy with all the cleanings of the new house. On top of that, he started to teach again. So as expected, he's tired and we rarely chat in front of the computer screen. Even when we did, he kept signing in and off due to bad internet line, which can be very irritating la. Recently I've been watching hk dramas and came across a few romantic couples that really got me soooo envied with. But &lt;/span&gt;I realized, he actually changed! for good hehe. Each time I complain about problems and raise up my voice, he still cuddles me like usual. The best of all, he talks about our future more now. Haih, how could I put him on a comparison with others. xoxo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm gonna start planning on my 2012 resolutions soon. Have you all written down yours? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7978443630406996491-8101697531987150139?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8101697531987150139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-been-another-month-i-abandoned-this_05.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/8101697531987150139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/8101697531987150139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-been-another-month-i-abandoned-this_05.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-2837952704878478093</id><published>2011-12-05T11:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T19:43:04.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I usually blog at midnight but today I'm blogging at (look at my posted time above). Well I have been dreaming of similar storyline over the past 2 weeks. Not every night, but consider very frequent. It's about my dear pig having scandals with other girls. Here's another 'freshly baked' ones this morning, I dreamt of his wedding with one unknown girl. She was pretty, very talented, a little flirty. Not to mention also that the wedding was so classy and all in white (Bella's wedding???) I remember so clearly I know! But I have never met this girl in real life before. (P/S: which also means the other girls in my dreams before this are actually friends around us.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Lol okay, this post is getting weird. All I wanna say is, :( . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7978443630406996491-2837952704878478093?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2837952704878478093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-usually-blog-at-midnight-but-today-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/2837952704878478093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/2837952704878478093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-usually-blog-at-midnight-but-today-im.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-2522230821026806991</id><published>2011-12-03T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T09:23:46.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qeAOzIvY86U/TtpSAE5ZbhI/AAAAAAAAA5U/8RBmUKPd7Zs/s1600/women-shopping.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qeAOzIvY86U/TtpSAE5ZbhI/AAAAAAAAA5U/8RBmUKPd7Zs/s400/women-shopping.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681944041149263378" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I bet we all know that we women have the greatest buying power when we go shopping. The main reason is because we sometimes don't even know what we want to buy. Believe it or not, we buy clothes, accessories, daily products, etc almost impromptu. It's like we saw it, we like it, we buy it. Well then this sounds super easy to target on women market right! But hang on! Because we buy things without planning, we are very often the one who look for CHEAP, WORTHY &amp;amp; VALUABLE products. Again, I bet we all know the 'concepts' to sell something to women. If she is on her own, you show her how much value she will get and how worthy it is to buy that particular product from you. Use figure to play around with her mind. If she is with her partner, focus on her as well. Coz men at majority times are fine with buying it or not, it doesn't matter to them. That's why they typically let the women to decide. Best and easiest case is when the woman simply gives a nod and he will just do the payment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;As we have already known all these, my point here is that I find it so cute when these actually happen out there in the market and I'm viewing it from a seller's point of view. So called, facts. hahah&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/7978443630406996491-2522230821026806991?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2522230821026806991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-bet-we-all-know-we-women-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/2522230821026806991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/2522230821026806991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-bet-we-all-know-we-women-have.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qeAOzIvY86U/TtpSAE5ZbhI/AAAAAAAAA5U/8RBmUKPd7Zs/s72-c/women-shopping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-8035528863556253231</id><published>2011-11-28T00:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T08:48:11.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nwvXyYyMsbY/TtNVWEccBoI/AAAAAAAAA5I/1_eShouKCyg/s1600/December.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 342px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nwvXyYyMsbY/TtNVWEccBoI/AAAAAAAAA5I/1_eShouKCyg/s400/December.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679977392682829442" /&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: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Oh yes it's just 2 more days to welcome the final month of 2011 - December! I'm very looking forward the month cause everywhere will be so happening with events and sales! And I love visiting malls in December cause it just feels good surrounded by the Christmas atmosphere. I'll be having my few weeks of sem break by then and I know I gotta do something again in order to be productive! So, after days of searching and finding, I finally managed to fill my december with something. At the same time, I'll be helping out my siblings on their event too. Apart from work, I still have weekdays available for outings and leisure purpose. Tell me this is not exciting! and all these also means I'll have lesser time for my final exam preparation... oh no.&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/7978443630406996491-8035528863556253231?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8035528863556253231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/11/oh-yes-its-just-2-more-days-to-welcome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/8035528863556253231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/8035528863556253231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/11/oh-yes-its-just-2-more-days-to-welcome.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nwvXyYyMsbY/TtNVWEccBoI/AAAAAAAAA5I/1_eShouKCyg/s72-c/December.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-2023942805039199318</id><published>2011-11-26T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T03:00:36.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Finally I'm done with the last assignment of the semester yesterday! Now it's only two more weeks to the end of Year One. So as a kind of reward to me, we went mv for Breaking Dawn right after the replacement class. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I used to be one of those Twilight fans when their first series was released few years ago. I was so caught up by the fantasy of love it portrays. Many people complimented that Breaking Dawn is so far the best they ever had and I somehow agree with this... cause they are finally getting married! hahah I bet all the girls will be envious about the wedding they have. Bella looked so elegant in her wedding gown and it's so lovely that they got so much blessings from their loves one at their wedding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dbCaTU_NZrE/TtDAlXJouKI/AAAAAAAAA4k/WJBb2wx1tCA/s400/21.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679250878216321186" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Edward waiting Bella at the altar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Z_J-PWOR3o/TtDAygW6S9I/AAAAAAAAA48/4e8FvLAqD3I/s400/breaking-dawn-edward-gives-bella-way-out-to-cancel-wedding.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679251104026217426" style="text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I think they both are so match together, compared to Jacob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FlA-_Awhpxc/TtDAsLYkLRI/AAAAAAAAA4w/aWXa2UIPNp4/s400/Twilight-Breaking-Dawn-Bella-and-Edward-in-Rio-1024x682.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679250995316796690" style="text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;See? hahaah them passing by Rio.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The only fantasy thing about Twilight Saga is the love and relationship between human and vampire. Other than that, everything else that a girl wishes for in the movie can happen in reality. Cause it's all about a protective and loving man with a rich and educated family background and treats you like their daughter. Just that, it's not easy to meet one hahah&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/7978443630406996491-2023942805039199318?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2023942805039199318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/11/finally-im-done-with-last-assignment-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/2023942805039199318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/2023942805039199318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/11/finally-im-done-with-last-assignment-of.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dbCaTU_NZrE/TtDAlXJouKI/AAAAAAAAA4k/WJBb2wx1tCA/s72-c/21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-8011735600184872158</id><published>2011-11-19T02:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T01:31:31.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I've always seen friends twittering about cravings for chili pan mee but I wasn't really facinate by it. I did not have the chance to try it on my taste buds, neither did I know where exactly the store locate at. Not until Min sort of recommended a few good foods at Sri Petaling during our outing. The next few days after that the bf brought me to try! hahaha *drooling again&lt;/span&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CdqmUT-hr7A/Tsf1rKVPKbI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/P_o33FDVQ0I/s1600/chilli-pan-mee-5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CdqmUT-hr7A/Tsf1rKVPKbI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/P_o33FDVQ0I/s400/chilli-pan-mee-5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676775977180408242" /&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: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Though I'm the big fans of pan mee, my first try was did not really impress me. Probably because I removed the egg. My second try obviously did not turn out good as well, cause I tried the traditional soup ones. Today I decided to give a try on chili pan mee again, and this time I have my egg and added in plenty of dry chili and... YUM YUM! finally it tastes right! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;In fact, he loves it more than me, he craves for it more often than me. Every now and then when we talk bout where to have lunch, chili pan mee tend to disturb his mind hahah! And the fact that he always finishes his portion in just a few minutes yet having me on the other hand still enjoying my bowl of pan mee kind of tempt him to order another bowl. But no no no ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I actually love how it taste when u added in plenty of dry chili and make the lips hot like a red sausage. Then sip a little on the hot soup served with vege and egg. It might feel like bombing soon but... yummy! We just had it not more than 12 hours ago and now, I'm craving for it already... Hungry laaa! :(&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/7978443630406996491-8011735600184872158?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8011735600184872158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/11/ive-always-seen-friends-twittering_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/8011735600184872158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/8011735600184872158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/11/ive-always-seen-friends-twittering_19.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CdqmUT-hr7A/Tsf1rKVPKbI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/P_o33FDVQ0I/s72-c/chilli-pan-mee-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-4770160090457677893</id><published>2011-11-02T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T13:34:52.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Yay, I'm here to write again. I'm slowly trying to keep this space alive like how it did before. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;These few days I felt rather empty and unproductive. Ever since I took up marketing, my timetable has been stretched to 3pm for all 3 days. Longer time in college tend to feel more exhausted that I started to pick up my napping habits again... in a bad way. I could fall asleep like after dinner and woke up at midnight 12am. Then I'll have another sleepless night again, and this is what actually happening now. Maybe it's a good thing as well cause I could blog! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Well Mr. Alex, a lecturer of abnormal psych took over the class for 2 weeks. And he is the only lecturer who does not give any break in between the lecture. I love his style, the way he commences the class, his randomness, and the politeness of him. The syllabus is pretty much the same as what we've learnt in foundation but what makes his class so much interesting is, I think, because of the real life examples of abnormal behaviors that he deal with his patients before. It makes the theory seem more lively lo hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I remember he said something like all of us has the tendency to have psychological disorder or engaged in abnormal behavior, it just depends on whether we reach the extreme point of it. Looking at how I could be so depressive about life sometimes, it really got me worried a bit. Luckily the realization still comes about, which means I'm aware of it and everything is still under control. Tsk tsk, even I cannot tahan myself for thinking all sorts of unnecessary possibilities .__.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Still, I'm glad the lecturer brought back my interest in the subject. I guessed I gave miss suchen a shock when I said I'm losing my interest in the course. I mean, I still love to know why people behave in certain ways and learning more about the human cognitive thinking. However, the career path of it isn't something that I really wanted. Hmm getting lost in my final sem of 1st year is really like wth. Well even my dad asked me to study well, worrying that I would stop my study half way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sometimes the statements that he made have me wandered about how are things actually really going on in the family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;But n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;o worries, I'm still able to keep pace with my academic and wouldn't give up anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Earlier today, a close friend of mine talked a bit bout jobs and his words are actually still running in my head right now. He's true really. Just that I don't know... is it my searching skills or the workplace reality out there, it's just not easy to get into a company. Exceptional for people who did excellent in their academic of course. I'm a little sensitive when people talk about family business, probably because I'm not fortunate as these people and I don't get the priority in terms of working experience. My strong personality has made me not comfortable revealing what I do sometimes cause it's not like another achievement to be proud of.. to me it's rather disgraceful. But as I think of the sayings from certain working class people who fight hard to support their daily expenses, I could rather accept the fact of what I'm doing. However, the root of my personality has been constantly being triggered by sayings and the environment surround. These factors are really unavoidable.. so I'm learning to balance out my own feelings, to not set my expectations too high above my reach. How great if my life values can be met... *sigh, life life life again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;On a happier note, Tadaaa! me &amp;amp; my palette!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AcnLZ1xkD14/TrGaHh-YdZI/AAAAAAAAA4M/LLyfUg7TBa8/s400/111031-163703.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670482860005946770" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Finally gotten myself one! I really don't understand why make up products are not affordable. Branding does generates a high profit isn't it? I'm like getting pieces of everything at different times. Just wondering when will I be able to have all sets ready~&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/7978443630406996491-4770160090457677893?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4770160090457677893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/11/yay-im-here-to-write-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/4770160090457677893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/4770160090457677893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/11/yay-im-here-to-write-again.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AcnLZ1xkD14/TrGaHh-YdZI/AAAAAAAAA4M/LLyfUg7TBa8/s72-c/111031-163703.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-7717598249708495240</id><published>2011-10-25T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T13:50:33.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ha! I'm finally back to here again. This little space here used to be the place where I express my inner thoughts, my feelings, or simply just recording down the memorable events that I had. However, things are getting harder to be expressed in words.. Maybe that's why I don't blog so often these days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;To start with, last two weeks were hell packed with assignments. Glad I managed to hand in all of them on time despite I started unusually late. Perhaps I could already predict the grade I'll get, but still I did my best in completing them. Hopefully I won't be too upset with the grades later cause the feeling really kills. D: What's left for the remaining half of the semester is just another two assignments coming up and finals. Time flies again. So much so that I'm soon to enter my second year of degree in another 2 months. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Well, the triple As sent off ww at KLIA two days ago. We have been hanging out quite a lot last year and even often this year. The fact that his flight being delayed for so many times had all o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;f us shocked when he has been confirmed to be leaving in another 3 days. I bet he felt the impact most after being so annoyed of waiting and waiting for the confirmed date all this while. That morning he dressed so smart, we took pictures, chit chat a bit. There were times he stayed silent, and we can tell he was nervous and of course, not wanting to leave us. As he slowly fade off from our vision, we headed home. I know it takes time to adapt to the new environment there, but he surely can make it. Just that his forgetfulness and blur-ness do have us a little bit worried sometimes. No idea why but the worries are just there. But still, deep down I wish him all the best! Really glad that he's finally on the track again. Till we meet again, take care ww! We definitely miss every bit of you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kyFRwJ1x5Ds/TqcRcs_UjXI/AAAAAAAAA3U/_Hgw2xc6bkA/s400/311458_10150345346378323_754033322_8193938_267572407_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667517840879816050" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I strongly believe that the changes in the environment are the main component that lead to our current behaviors and thoughts. I used to feel elegant and grounded in thinking just back in a year. However, the changes in the family have given quite a great impact on me. I don't feel quite comfortable expressing myself to the others but to allow time to slowly fade off problems. Obviously doing so doesn't help cause every now and then certain events would eventually triggered those memory of mine. In order to escape, I tend to put the blame on everyone else and just being angry. It's hard to forgive and forget than we say it. Needless to say accepting a fact and willing to face the reality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It was so bad that the boyf had quite a bad period with me because I was not satisfied with everything around me, so hot tempered that I never finish complaining about everything. I knew it was just me being lost in identity. I wanted to control but hardly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So fortunately that now I am somehow starting to adapt to the changes around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I was finally tired of being determined in something I always wanted to succeed in but having no one there to support my decision. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I have to be independent that I do works that I never thought I would end up at. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;As &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I kept reminding myself to let things flow naturally, I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; think I feel much better when I try to think in a wider perspectives and not rigidly. C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ause I know the harder I push things on, the bitter I would feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I believe he had a tough time trying to bare with me. :( Thinking back, I felt myself so stupid. The more I realize time flies, the more I wanna fill time with memories and appreciate every moment of us being together with friends around. &lt;/span&gt;Just realized that I haven't been utilizing my camera for quite some time. Talking about camwhore, hmm when was d last time I ever done that? We should do that more often *hint hint* ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Till then. x&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/7978443630406996491-7717598249708495240?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7717598249708495240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/10/ha-im-finally-back-to-here-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/7717598249708495240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/7717598249708495240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/10/ha-im-finally-back-to-here-again.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kyFRwJ1x5Ds/TqcRcs_UjXI/AAAAAAAAA3U/_Hgw2xc6bkA/s72-c/311458_10150345346378323_754033322_8193938_267572407_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-6728454926350878718</id><published>2011-10-05T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T12:18:42.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Talking bout food, anything that is served in buffet is the boyf's favourite. Hence, I thought why not a buffet dinner? I made the entire plan so mysterious no matter how he tried to trap me in blasting out them. All he know was to appear at my doorstep at 8pm muahaha. Love hanging his thoughts on and making him so ganjeong and curious about where were we heading throughout the journey. 8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;But as typical Malaysian, we arrived at the hotel so late. Like one hour left before it's closing time but, glad we managed to dine in. Cause that night was a full house and they scheduled m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;e on the 18th, which is way so long after his birthday. I was so disappointed and decided to call again and insisted the host to get just two sits for us. I mean, she surely has the way to help right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We were reaching around 8ish common sense people will leave and there goes an available table ma! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So talk talk talk, she said "well I'll see how can I help". Muahaha immediately an evil smil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;e on my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; Eventually we really got the sits!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Both of us were like hungry zombie as we reached. Due to the limited time we left, we took almost everything a little bit here and there. Eventually, we reached our limit before the food is all cleared. Huge variety but the food tasted average, maybe that's why. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I wanted to have desserts after that but the stomach was really not allowing so home it is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E-acAffGZe8/ToyiwdvoZDI/AAAAAAAAA2s/qy1U8nu4TSs/s400/a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660077785199698994" style="cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The following night he had another celebration with the gang. First time trying out korean bbq! Hmm I just had korean food as lunch with college buddies today too hahah. That night was more like a gathering night again, so much laughters and felt just great as usual. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VepcUAZM67k/Toyn12AH4CI/AAAAAAAAA28/fB_rPuhmFXw/s400/301526_10150300204843459_686963458_7880856_1517876_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660083375168806946" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;with 3 golden flowers 8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0cjUvMojnBs/Toyooya7KTI/AAAAAAAAA3E/0D2MWJlllwo/s400/297856_10150300202603459_686963458_7880819_916326_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660084250380806450" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Failed ads for the yummy choc .__.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-co5b6Zn3Xjk/ToypZu3S-4I/AAAAAAAAA3M/PHmTTYhLURU/s400/309856_10150300207898459_686963458_7880908_6312576_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660085091239656322" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This is so epic. All shiny face adding together can goreng nasi alr XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Was cravings for snowflakes but the shop was closed as we reached! &amp;gt;:( So we decided to drop by Pavilion for ice cream hahah. Chilled awhile and off we go. That night I laid on bed and felt mission completed fuhh~ Right now have to start saving again for our upcoming year end trip. Hopefully! :))&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/7978443630406996491-6728454926350878718?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6728454926350878718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/10/talking-bout-food-anything-that-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/6728454926350878718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/6728454926350878718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/10/talking-bout-food-anything-that-is.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E-acAffGZe8/ToyiwdvoZDI/AAAAAAAAA2s/qy1U8nu4TSs/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-5050527177898992437</id><published>2011-09-26T00:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T09:43:39.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;On the night before the boy reaches his first big two-o, I have secretly planned on a movie night out with him. Since I have free tickets on hand, I went to JCS to get two tickets at midnight time in case it is a full house that night. Right after my work at 10pm, very quickly I transformed myself into casual wear. We had dinner at the newly open &lt;b&gt;Papparich @ Tmn Midah&lt;/b&gt;. The environment there was so comfy, elegant. From outside it's like one small entrance but once we stepped in, it has different sections with different settings to suit each function accordingly. However, the service there wasn't really satisfying cause the area is kind of too large that the servers hardly put an eye on every table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ioA0Q3Fu1ZQ/ToCehjlP-6I/AAAAAAAAA1s/41xJAMETXr4/s400/Picnik%2Bcollage.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 207px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656695431301692322" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;After dinner, we headed straight to JCS. As we reach the mall, it was almost 12midnight. Just before we get down the car, I surprised him with the little round cake that I secretly sneaked in at the backseat of the car, lighted the candle and sang a birthday song. :) And there, the happy kid...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VZ7InDpWKYQ/ToChqLC8lBI/AAAAAAAAA18/j-8U7t1Qn58/s400/P1070053.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656698877869069330" style="cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I planned to hand him the pressie for him after the movie, but him being a naughty boyf as usual, he indirectly asked me for it after spotting my paper bag at the back. Grrr, he just love to spoil the surprise. I wanted to hide it though but I ended up handing it over to him on the spot cause, I can't wait too! Muahaha.. This year no tear rolling down but a happy smile on his face. But I think he tried to keep cool on the outside, in fact the inner him was already :O :) :D XD ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;The movie was much better compared to the canto movie we watched two nights before the day. Thank you &lt;b&gt;#Nuffnang &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;#TGVCinemas&lt;/b&gt; for giving out 4 complimentary movie tickets on my birthday. We haven't been watching action movie for quite some time, thats why the movie just fit us right. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8VrH6GWPSmo/ToCqm8D2NRI/AAAAAAAAA2E/vsSLQ8Tw38M/s400/P1070199.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656708717911356690" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;We got home around 2pm and we stayed on awhile at home to send off my bro &amp;amp; sis for a company trip at 4am. The next day I was like a walking zombie at workplace, so sleepy and blur. Overall glad that my plan went smooth despite the limited time I have. This was the first night, there's more for the boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Ergh the flu and sorethroat is making my head super painful. Reaching the bed earlier tonight, nights peeps! &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/7978443630406996491-5050527177898992437?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5050527177898992437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/09/on-night-before-boy-reaches-his-first_26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/5050527177898992437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/5050527177898992437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/09/on-night-before-boy-reaches-his-first_26.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ioA0Q3Fu1ZQ/ToCehjlP-6I/AAAAAAAAA1s/41xJAMETXr4/s72-c/Picnik%2Bcollage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-5387224542585280856</id><published>2011-09-18T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T09:44:27.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;Alright... it's around mid of September and I've welcomed the month with a satisfying timetable. Pscyh department has been treating us real well cause we only have 3 days of classes every week woohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;During the holidays I finally get to visit Penang Island with the friends. I didn't really care much whenever people talk about how scrumptious local Penang food are but not until I tried them on my own taste buds! It's really important to get to know which stalls serve the best local food there. Oh no writing bout food right now is really making me feeling hungry.. I'll definitely go back again! During every past trips, I noticed we always face these two old problems. Shortage of water and not eating green vege. I was thinking perhaps the next trip I shall bring along fruits other than just drinking water lol. Overall, I felt that the trip was somehow too short for us and.. I really wish to go on a vacation with all of us. I love looking back at those pictures, smiling on my own and refreshing on the moments we had and yeah, I miss those times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Talking bout the month of Sept, the next thing I know is my love's big day. This year my boy turns twenty! People say once we stepped into the first big TWO, time seems to pass quicker till we reach mid twenty yada yada. I somehow agree with it but it doesn't matter as long as we infuse everyday with purpose. Well I had lil surprises for him :) Stay tuned on the next post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7978443630406996491-5387224542585280856?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5387224542585280856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/09/alright.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/5387224542585280856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/5387224542585280856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/09/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-8130320966437862242</id><published>2011-08-25T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T11:56:16.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Tonight I feel like writing a short one. My long sem break will be coming to an end in another week. Surprisingly I'm feeling great to be back in classes again. In fact i can't wait for classes to resume. Apart from that, I'm glad I spent two trips with family and friends respectively. Ate a number of good food and not to mention the good times I had with them. If by any chance I can tag along in the upcoming trips, then everything will be superb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I tend to have a mixture of thinking and realization each time I work. My first part time job few years back enabled me to know how hard my parents work to support our living costs. Right now at the age of 19, I have many superb realization. Which I think is good. Looking back at my pictures, I notice my face is growing older, starting to look like a 19 years old kid. Watchu think? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I'll come back again in a few days. Now, bed time! Finger crossed for my timetable tomorrow. &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/7978443630406996491-8130320966437862242?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8130320966437862242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/08/tonight-i-feel-like-writing-short-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/8130320966437862242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/8130320966437862242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/08/tonight-i-feel-like-writing-short-one.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-4228530868666261575</id><published>2011-08-17T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T10:59:52.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e1qIuDaksNI/TkwAlBfQUwI/AAAAAAAAA1k/Y2jAel9RV_s/s1600/P1060758.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e1qIuDaksNI/TkwAlBfQUwI/AAAAAAAAA1k/Y2jAel9RV_s/s400/P1060758.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641885069243077378" /&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: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I was in Melaka with the family for 4 days to attend Jehovah convention together with mum. The convention went on throughout the weekend from 9am till 5pm, with 1500 people present each day. No doubt that it did help me alot personally. Just when we called it a day yet, we spent all 3 nights at good food, jonker street and the mall !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PpQbUElWBX4/TkvsV8eMMKI/AAAAAAAAA0k/BX6lGjzcuQI/s400/P1060723.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641862819965841570" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Our first dinner night. Not sure bout the location but it's about 10 minutes from Melaka town. It serves a variety of seafood at very cheap price! In KL, we usually weight seafood by every 100g. But here, they weight it by every 1kg. That night we ordered prawns, fish, and crabs for five person. Guess how much is the bill including coconut rice and our drinks? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The next day, we intended to walk to Equatorial hotel to attend the convention since it was just a short distance. But, we got up late and ended up driving there. Here, you'll notice every car has a brochure sized parking ticket placed on their dashboard. Like ours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4mEtUc0dOGg/Tkvx8s6iRnI/AAAAAAAAA0s/_DNLx4gB3Ms/s400/P1060744.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641868983362799218" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Only then I know that Melaka doesn't have metered parking, they use parking ticket where we have to purchase the booklet and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;scrub the time &amp;amp; date ourselves. Every pieces of ticket worth 60sen and lasts for an hour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIYqGPAO5fM/TkvynTYBznI/AAAAAAAAA00/miKONKda7qk/s400/P1060745.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641869715241553522" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This method is interesting but can be really time wasting cause we have to scrub all info (as you can see in oranges) pieces by pieces. We were already so late, yet had to make 7 pieces of this. Faint...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;In the evening, we pampered ourselves with the famous cendol in town. Yum yum! Bro was dying for it and there! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9OuqMThhMzw/TkvzyDlTAeI/AAAAAAAAA08/vLKQR37-tms/s1600/P1060754.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9OuqMThhMzw/TkvzyDlTAeI/AAAAAAAAA08/vLKQR37-tms/s400/P1060754.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641870999492428258" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;He had two different bowls. Satisfaction I would say. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;At night, we had dinner at a cafe owned by a friend of sis's bf. A simple, small restaurant with a variety of food ranging from asian to western food. Looking through the prices you'll definitely feel affordable and worthy like we did. It is also located right behind our hotel ! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UKzZCwD3uvs/Tkv1Qkz132I/AAAAAAAAA1E/rumXHBiTjLI/s400/P1060766.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641872623319506786" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hTT0iFYYjsc/Tkv1fNLimNI/AAAAAAAAA1M/mpS0ho6ONtY/s400/P1060770.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641872874674493650" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;After dinner, we went to Jonker street as it's Friday night! Never had a chance to there during my food trip with the gang early in the year. I realized there were so many stalls selling same hair accessories and hair bun seems so popular there. I actually spotted many people had the same hairstyle at the convention the next day hahaha. The girl taught me the magic way of tying it but I thought I wouldn't really like it. Back at hotel, bro and I watched a few episodes of drama and the night was beyond satisfaction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The following morning we managed to walk to Equatorial Hotel. It felt so great cause no pollution to the environment! We had lunch in Pahlawan Mall since it's just beside the hotel. Satisfied my cravings on tomyam that afternoon! And Chatime was having the usual grand opening promotion for their first branch of stall in Melaka! So happened we spotted it cause it was located right in front of the restaurant we dined in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cQANni5mqPw/Tkv5k8Law7I/AAAAAAAAA1U/i6d4WSyRkqM/s400/P1060793.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641877371236303794" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Of course, we didn't missed the promotion. We had the famous nyonya dinner located right next to our hotel and then pampered ourselves with this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c2y53wwZe2M/Tkv6KvJpKzI/AAAAAAAAA1c/5-Qz-EYQEAQ/s400/P1060794.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641878020574227250" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I was a lil disappointed because the drinks we chose didn't turn out to be as great as the one I've tried before. Or was it the workers there were inexperienced? I dunno, but my matcha drink really didn't turn out as expected. Their roasted milk tea and Oolong tea were both awesome as usual. Looking at the pics you would know how healthy we were, no pearls! X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Last day in Melaka was nothing much cause I wasn't feeling well and brother had toothache. Toothache is the strongest silent pain on earth man. I only experienced once, lucky me. All we wanted was home, home and homeeee! Finally suffered through last convention day and we finally got back home at 7pm. All I know was, I gotta work the next day, dammit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Yaay, finally pulled myself to do some updates. Right now my hands are feeling so effing dry due to the sabun I used in restaurant earlier night. Sometimes helping out them on a little bit of closing work before I go off gave me satisfaction. It just felt like mission completed. Other times of the day, erm no.. sometimes I really feel like throwing f word at them mindless people. But, the boyf is always there for me after my tiring work and this never fail to wash off the bad side of the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;P/S: Taking another 3 days off to PG this weekend! :'D&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/7978443630406996491-4228530868666261575?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4228530868666261575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-was-in-melaka-with-family-for-4-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/4228530868666261575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/4228530868666261575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-was-in-melaka-with-family-for-4-days.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e1qIuDaksNI/TkwAlBfQUwI/AAAAAAAAA1k/Y2jAel9RV_s/s72-c/P1060758.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-225227310099217276</id><published>2011-08-05T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T10:30:10.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Tonight I'm gonna blog about foods I'm currently dying for. Simple but so tempting right now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cr4TZv3P3c8/TjwZD1GSIzI/AAAAAAAAA0M/OEderm1A60M/s1600/7.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cr4TZv3P3c8/TjwZD1GSIzI/AAAAAAAAA0M/OEderm1A60M/s320/7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637408387144753970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&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;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cr4TZv3P3c8/TjwZD1GSIzI/AAAAAAAAA0M/OEderm1A60M/s1600/7.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vJaPyzec9hQ/TjwYiQRwI9I/AAAAAAAAAzc/-wm4rkqO-Fw/s320/2.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 306px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637407877744764098" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8IQazWwiquM/TjwY_mQGImI/AAAAAAAAA0E/SPrqATsliyI/s320/6.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637408314439901794" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vs0A58lWpxQ/TjwY7pNjhsI/AAAAAAAAAz8/mzz3wWjwjHo/s320/5.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637408246515074754" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wu4hUmJpmos/TjwYwe67cgI/AAAAAAAAAz0/kukZ9eEC8ME/s320/4.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637408054774034946" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BO-LrCfG0RI/TjwnrnrHUqI/AAAAAAAAA0U/xQyJeYHO9r0/s320/8.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637424463898694306" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Anything western, cheesy, dessert, icy, hot soups (... the list goes on) are in my to-eat-list! &lt;/span&gt;*drooling*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7978443630406996491-225227310099217276?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/225227310099217276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/08/tonight-im-gonna-blog-about-foods-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/225227310099217276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/225227310099217276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/08/tonight-im-gonna-blog-about-foods-im.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cr4TZv3P3c8/TjwZD1GSIzI/AAAAAAAAA0M/OEderm1A60M/s72-c/7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-5951073648813322642</id><published>2011-07-27T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T10:09:13.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Every morning when I'm awake, the next thing I know is wanting to get into dreamland again. But the alarm never compromises with me. And, time flies!! I haven't been doing updates for a week. My traffic was super high during my birthday period, but now it's dropping like to an extreme hahaha~ Anyways, I'm gonna have a short new post tomorrow! Come back again :) Nights!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7978443630406996491-5951073648813322642?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5951073648813322642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/every-morning-when-im-awake-next-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/5951073648813322642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/5951073648813322642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/every-morning-when-im-awake-next-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-6869317823282934764</id><published>2011-07-20T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T14:55:18.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My sleeping time is messed up entirely now. Usually people have jetlag due to travelling but I'm in the special category with those who work for night shift. In the past two weeks, I would have probably try to stuff in everything in the textbook for finals preparation. Till now, I still can't fix my sleeping time right. It's almost 5am, and I just done the scanning work. Then I got bored, so here I end up landing at. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Well, I followed baby to college for his last midterm paper today. In the evening, we stopped by Mid Valley to have a cup of Chatime! I remember Chatime was like a drug to me 4 months ago. I craved so hard for it like every week, and the strategic location at Mv is so tempting even when I don't pass by the way, I will still end up placing my order at the cashier. Sooner I realized it's just a milk tea after all, then I started to resist over it. Not to mention that it almost &lt;i&gt;killed &lt;/i&gt;me too, in a way. Stopped taking it for three months, and today we give Hazelnut Chocolate Milk Tea a try. Not bad laahh... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So, what did I do when everyone is in dreamland? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I do spend some time listening to the speeches given by a successful couple whom I admired much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;. If the night is still young, I'll play around with my james bond kit hahaha! But sometimes I do get frustrated playing half way... Cause I fail D: Then I plan my schedule for the next day, yada yada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A random thought that came across my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Months ago, I thought I could spend my long break with something more meaningful and kinda test the water out there. Having me complaining bout boredom here, you must have guessed what were the results. So, I thought I could go for shops in mall instead. Unfortunately, both employers and employees are selecting each other (so much side factors to consider about: long term contract, pay, transportation, etc). What I'm trying to say is, I've a bigger market to dominate. Yet, I was so distracted. Society today is continuously changing. Judging at the current economy, conformity and going with the norm may just lead us to the way of life where people out there are trying to escape. Yes, we may &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;requires 101% of courage to face the unforeseen obstacles along the road in front in order &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;to make just 1% of change. But think about it, it is the choices we make to have a major breakthrough in life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The time has really come, I can feel the heat! What's left is just me and myself to pump up things. I want no more waiting-list. Now, time for bed! ;)&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/7978443630406996491-6869317823282934764?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6869317823282934764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-sleeping-time-is-messed-up-entirely.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/6869317823282934764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/6869317823282934764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-sleeping-time-is-messed-up-entirely.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-7758314969415707238</id><published>2011-07-19T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T10:07:05.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I've finally unwrap the presents I got at about 2AM last night. Well lets cut the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; crap and go straight to pictures! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'm going in sequence for which I received first!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;First of all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jsG4VqZod0I/TiWfh318UsI/AAAAAAAAAxU/IBY-T-x9hCY/s400/5d.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631082313371374274" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oingpndj2EU/TiWflD0VuNI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KU2ISIpSahY/s400/5a.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631082368125483218" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4jkjqEm5KSs/TiWfo13-6vI/AAAAAAAAAxk/I-qccLka-4U/s400/5b.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631082433102146290" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wK7EyDmymW0/TiWfrrwDwcI/AAAAAAAAAxs/7wufkFA-mFo/s400/5c.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631082481924161986" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;a handmade card and couple photo frame from peng! Two years back she surprised me with her first handmade photo album (view &lt;a href="http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-17th-birthday-celebration-was-bla-st.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) to me and here's another one! I'm really impressed of her creativeness, software design skills, even photography perhaps! Tq girl for the time and hard work you've put in, I love it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: verdana; line-height: 14px; font-size: small; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Next is a metal box hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aQ8OP-XVtWs/TiWjTka3XEI/AAAAAAAAAx8/SKhn9P6diks/s400/1d.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631086465685871682" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dNeSKAlWxgo/TiWe2HQr5-I/AAAAAAAAAxM/nZbdKQve7tk/s1600/1a.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dNeSKAlWxgo/TiWe2HQr5-I/AAAAAAAAAxM/nZbdKQve7tk/s400/1a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631081561595832290" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This gift was so surprised because 1) the love is all the way from Perth! 2) my first MU box! Just out of my expectation when I knew it's from jass! Well, at the same time very excited too hahahah. It was so tempting that I finally played around with the colors that night itself! it's the only one unwrap ma :( hehe Tq love! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: verdana; line-height: 14px; font-size: small; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Moving on to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BYz7xWc6MOM/TiWrWbkfLaI/AAAAAAAAAyk/UUvQQ4cLJ14/s400/4.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631095310942940578" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;... a MU book that provides technique and tips on how to amaze own face, as the title says! Same old style, this boy never fail to present his presents along with his essay letter (in yellow paper)! More luck I think? XD I flipped through the entire book and as usual, my favorite section is about the eye. I'll read more soon and hopefully the tricks help! Tq too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: verdana; line-height: 14px; font-size: small; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: verdana; line-height: 14px; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Then!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tny5XqcqF7U/TiWwptDcMNI/AAAAAAAAAzE/28cMpZoRops/s400/3.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631101139611824338" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;a necklace from lyan! Her pressies have always been tiny and cute hahah, which really reflect her loving and feminine personality I realize. But do not underestimate her because she enjoys thrilling activities like roller coasters and horror movies too. Two extreme personality makes a whole of her :) I'd always love necklace but they are really limited in my wardrobe. Tq yann! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: verdana; line-height: 14px; font-size: small; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I even got this surprise parcel from... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WbY7ZHB6WYE/TiWuArM1rdI/AAAAAAAAAys/RM6cJtLbKYU/s400/2a.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631098235716480466" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;... min! on Monday afternoon when I was still pigging on bed. My mama woke me up saying I've got a parcel from &lt;i&gt;LimMinYun&lt;/i&gt;. Already I'm half awake, plus the name she pronounced, I kept denied it was for me! And the story went on until she mentioned 'Sri Petaling', only then it cleared my doubt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vm9V7afkfE8/TiWvl_5LBDI/AAAAAAAAAy0/1mlO29vZgp0/s400/2b.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631099976437924914" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Looks familiar? Hahah yeah! She actually bought the same shoe with the one baby gave me a week ago. In different colors! I guess now I've no more reasons to wear slipper to classes next sem! It's another big love too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u6_w0G1gk7U/TiWvohBwedI/AAAAAAAAAy8/hUenfYgmK6o/s400/2c.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631100019692042706" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Not to forget the tiny card and a white shirt she tucked in together in the parcel. At first the pearls scared me abit but after I tried on it, well, not bad wat. X) Her simple msg written in the card somehow touched my heart and yeah, I did realize some thing. Thanks a bunch again girl ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: verdana; line-height: 14px; font-size: small; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Last but not least, thankyou for all the wishes through texts, twitter and facebook from college friends, high school friends and even primary good old buddies. I replied to all their wishes and I felt connected again. Many of the little message did touch deep down my heart this year, maybe that's all the support that I need to feel again. I will be a happy kid again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Thanks everyone for the loves! Great day ahead (:&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/7978443630406996491-7758314969415707238?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7758314969415707238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/ive-finally-unwrap-presents-i-got-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/7758314969415707238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/7758314969415707238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/ive-finally-unwrap-presents-i-got-at.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jsG4VqZod0I/TiWfh318UsI/AAAAAAAAAxU/IBY-T-x9hCY/s72-c/5d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-8104967117319168030</id><published>2011-07-17T05:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T14:34:09.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It's that time of the year again. Just few months ago something bad happened and it did leave a deep scar in me. Months later, which is now, things got better but the feelings still don't feel right somehow. Sometimes I put the blame on them for what they had done, but I know, blaming doesn't work at all. This is my life and it's all about me and myself to draw my future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;As D-day is approaching near, I told baby about the idea of having a simple gathering night for both wenwu's and my bday celebration. The initial plan was at a western restaurant, but since most of us were talking about steamboat, so why not? Remember we celebrated jas &amp;amp; zzzwei's bday in a chinese restaurant last year? Yeah, again this year peng recommended a steamboat restaurant to us and everything felt like a rewind again haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QPVZE3RfGkQ/TiNJXLBMYLI/AAAAAAAAAxE/g-cdFxuX9YM/s400/284763_10150258090133459_686963458_7465038_2246919_n.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630424621586866354" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And so, we both turn nineteen. :) Had a great dinner with the gang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; whom we haven't been meeting up so long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;But yeah the night did felt a little incomplete, should have had a second round till we are truly bloated. PG trip PG trip k! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Baby brought me out for a super late dinner at a restaurant nearby an hour before the clock strikes twelve just now. He made me teared in the restaurant after reading the message from him. Kinda embarrassed but I bet he was drop dead happy like a kid in his heart. I even missed picking up the call from min and the girls cause I was busy wiping off tears, clearing throat, and settling down my emotions. I wanna say, you state a pledge on the same day last year, and today you reaffirmed the promise you made. Two words and enough said. Do well in ur midterm papers later k! xoxo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;P/S: I felt love from each pressies I got. Gonna share with you all here after I unwrap them tomorrow night ya!&lt;/span&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/7978443630406996491-8104967117319168030?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8104967117319168030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-that-time-of-year-again_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/8104967117319168030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/8104967117319168030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-that-time-of-year-again_17.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QPVZE3RfGkQ/TiNJXLBMYLI/AAAAAAAAAxE/g-cdFxuX9YM/s72-c/284763_10150258090133459_686963458_7465038_2246919_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-8319418630575343196</id><published>2011-07-15T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T10:35:02.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Today was my last paper for final, and it also marked the end of sem 2. I wanna say, 7 weeks course is indeed a little too rush, especially with all assignment due dates on one week after another. Today has been terrible. Things went out of place since 6 in the morning till now (1am). No, I'm still not feeling good. Whatever happened, they are now past tense and no point mentioning. All I know is I  have a long break, and the time has come, to make changes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;P/S: I have a msg to my only one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;you.&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/7978443630406996491-8319418630575343196?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8319418630575343196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/today-was-my-last-paper-for-final-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/8319418630575343196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/8319418630575343196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/today-was-my-last-paper-for-final-and.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-8614683286187201873</id><published>2011-07-12T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T07:29:33.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;最近都在忙着准备final exam，搞到我的睡觉时间360度大转。三更半夜头脑和眼睛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;竟然清醒的不得了，只好把精神都花在课本上。前天考了ANTHROPOLOGY，我超想把&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;那本恶心的紫色封面课本烧掉，才能够把我辛辛苦苦挨过7个星期的血汗化掉。但我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;只能说，我也尽力考了，现在也只能希望老师不要改得那么严格啦~ 更可恶的是今&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;天早上我竟然被min的一封短讯吓的我跳下床直接飞到电脑面前去。还真的难以&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;相信。。。分数怎么给得那么低啊 T_____T 算了自己的总分后就为自己预算明天的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;最低错误程度。虽然机会‘看起来’好像很小，但是我仍然觉得我是可以的! 所以，明&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;天踏入考场的唯一目标就是保留我的grade! 该准备的，我都预备好了! 我冲着你来&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;啦哈哈哈! 我还真的害怕拜五的来临。唉，16个chapters看我怎样把整本书吞下! 最&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;近也很心疼我的宝贝猪工作的疲劳，加上考试的到来时间根本就太紧了。但有时忙&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;里抽出一点时间到我家的他却让我觉得muahaha。等我这个semester完毕后，我将让&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;七月和八月好好对待我! 时间真的是时候过充实点了 ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;完。 &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/7978443630406996491-8614683286187201873?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8614683286187201873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/final-exam360-anthropology-7-min-tt_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/8614683286187201873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/8614683286187201873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/final-exam360-anthropology-7-min-tt_11.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-7608198700696946102</id><published>2011-07-07T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T07:47:56.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NG2zyeVRcbs?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A very motivational song from Miley Cyrus. Sometimes when we fall down in life, spend a few minutes on songs like this gives us that positive energy to head up again and faith to break through every obstacles along the journey. It works on me! How bout you? (:&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/7978443630406996491-7608198700696946102?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7608198700696946102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/miley-cyrus-climb-official-music-video.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/7608198700696946102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/7608198700696946102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/miley-cyrus-climb-official-music-video.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/NG2zyeVRcbs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-7482932334401987925</id><published>2011-07-06T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T08:41:23.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Influential. I've came through such a nice word several times while doing my revision on leadership. Then I started to wonder how did we get influenced consciously and unconsciously by even just a simple word, or one action performed from people around. That is real powerful right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Few months back, I was at the homepage of Tumblr, almost there to create an account but I clicked on the 'X' button instead. Surprisingly, the boyf and I were initiated in giving it a try again right after one of our friend talked about how fun it is the other day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So there we go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3QeD-Zuqdkc/ThR_OxM-hKI/AAAAAAAAAw0/4MN0_nFbTkE/s400/Picture%2B1.png" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 97px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626261726195254434" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Gotta explore more on customizing the template after the exams. For the moment, that's that. &lt;/span&gt;Click on the link under 'my obsession' label for further visits. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7978443630406996491-7482932334401987925?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7482932334401987925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/influential.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/7482932334401987925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/7482932334401987925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/influential.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3QeD-Zuqdkc/ThR_OxM-hKI/AAAAAAAAAw0/4MN0_nFbTkE/s72-c/Picture%2B1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-4413756690278427593</id><published>2011-07-04T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T01:54:47.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6egac-SFE6Q?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It's finally uploaded in &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/MichellePhan?blend=1&amp;amp;ob=5#p/u/0/6egac-SFE6Q"&gt;Youtube&lt;/a&gt;! I got so excited over this look when she posted a sneak peak picture of herself on the facebook page last week. A very simple look with cheerful colors, I loved it. It was inspired by rainbow snow cone, as the title says. I've tried on it and the outcome was amazing. I think if we wear this and walk on the street here in Msia, people are probably gonna stare at us like a weirdo hahaha. Nevertheless, no harm giving it a try. Enjoy! ;) &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/7978443630406996491-4413756690278427593?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4413756690278427593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/rainbow-snow-cone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/4413756690278427593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/4413756690278427593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/rainbow-snow-cone.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/6egac-SFE6Q/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-4483370412906905306</id><published>2011-07-04T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T09:54:27.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It seems that my body is confused by its internal system. So confused that I've been waiting, waiting, waiting.... Then, I've constipation problems too. Ergh, very annoying! It's like ure taking in everything and not pooping them out. They stay inside the body and turns into toxic slowly. Hence, making my tummy rounder and wider too. One fine day when u finally visit the toilet an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;d release everything, it will like a bomb, stinks till death. Seriously, I've been so worried and frustrated over such problems. I guess the last option is to visit the doctor and take up some chinese black liquid to get my body back to its normal system .___.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Before that, I'm gonna take up few steps myself as below ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YSjyMPWrRf8/ThCXMMU30LI/AAAAAAAAAwc/yerVfGCbxcA/s200/bottled-water.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 169px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625162170308743346" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9PDreiTSfto/ThCXThvnHuI/AAAAAAAAAwk/zIbzHNvgBXo/s200/Fibreana.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 144px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625162296317124322" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7as7u2hlKoM/ThCWuULvwqI/AAAAAAAAAwU/ZQDSl0IofSw/s200/6a01053637118a970c010536c3edbd970b-800wi.png" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 154px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625161657021874850" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Here's the thing bout it. People tend to take fibre negatively because it reminds of the suffering washing-machine-twist in the stomach that makes u visit toilet and poop everything in brownish fluid. I have a super round tummy with 2 layer of tyres when I was 12! And then I got into high school and I wanted to look slim like other pretty girls. So, various brands of fibres that my mum bought I'm the only one willing to finish them at home. Yes, those are the one that would wake me up in the middle of the night and sit at the toilet bowl with eyes remain closed. Worst still, the 'brown watery poop' takes time. The first twist, nothing happens. Second twist, if I'm lucky I'll get to settle everything by then. Else, I'll have to wait till the third twist. Hence, I only take them during weekends, I dunwan that to happen during school time. Despite the killing progress, again I was very willing to take them because I wanted my tummy to go flat after the shits are out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Until last year, I knew that such twisting fibres actually hurts the intestinal wall of our body. Fibres are meant to provide a huge kilograms of vitamins from veges and fruits that human possibly not able to take in per day. Rich fibres in the body will naturally brings to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;smoother toilet business. Hence, we get healthier and so on so forth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;One last tip, we can roughly get to know bout our body simply through examining our faeces. Floating ones indicating the body has enough fibres; while sinking onces indicating lack of fibres in the body. So what are you waiting for? ;)&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/7978443630406996491-4483370412906905306?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4483370412906905306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/it-seems-that-my-body-is-confused-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/4483370412906905306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/4483370412906905306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/it-seems-that-my-body-is-confused-by.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YSjyMPWrRf8/ThCXMMU30LI/AAAAAAAAAwc/yerVfGCbxcA/s72-c/bottled-water.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-3861491717506854271</id><published>2011-07-03T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T10:05:18.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So while I wasn't even ready at all, one phone call from the boyf have me rushed through my hair and grabbed on a short and off! The moment I stepped in his car, I saw a charming prince in purple! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EAsLkZwdzxU/Tg9MikmUAnI/AAAAAAAAAvs/9GJm1QhDTnU/s400/P1060244%2Ba.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624798616432673394" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We had lunch at Mines, then headed to Pavilion to do more shopping. Spotted on a few awesome classic glasses but I thought we could get that later. The big boy spent almost an hour in the fitting room trying on many many different sizes and styles of shirts. After decided on which one to get, it's my turn to hunt for shoes. I got really excited when Vincci has a whole series of leopard prints designed items! Everything was pretty! The heels, the slippers, even the bags. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Very quickly I grabbed each one and put it on and obviously I was drooling HAHA! I've been very very into leopard prints recently okay~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f6iaqVN85eI/Tg9LW2kXTbI/AAAAAAAAAvk/FuCgthEv0vE/s400/P1060268%2Ba.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624797315586280882" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Within minutes, he enabled me to own this flat. On the other hand, he got himself two tshirts and a pair of short jeans. At a very affordable price! We're both happy kids ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;After dinner, we wanted to catch Transformer 3 but tickets were all sold out. So we decided to head back and that's it for the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I shall do everything with books starting tomorrow. Procrastinate much, regret much! ahhhh T_____T Nights!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&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/7978443630406996491-3861491717506854271?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3861491717506854271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/so-while-i-wasnt-even-ready-at-all-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/3861491717506854271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/3861491717506854271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/so-while-i-wasnt-even-ready-at-all-one.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EAsLkZwdzxU/Tg9MikmUAnI/AAAAAAAAAvs/9GJm1QhDTnU/s72-c/P1060244%2Ba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-1613262765016172408</id><published>2011-06-30T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T11:43:21.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Finally submitted my final assignment yesterday! Seriously, I realize turnitin makes life so miserable. My way of getting real low percentage of plagiarism is not only to paraphrase the sentences, but doing as many citations as possible. Of course citing it appropriately. Else, the paper will turn out brackets name year everywhere. All that left now is a 3 days final exams in a week away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Well, today is the first day of study break and basically I spent whole day browsing Youtube. Notice that I wasn't a big fans of Youtube back then but now I realize almost everything is in there! Besides spending time on videos/tutorials, I also did comparisons on several cosmetics accessories over a number of brands online. I'm in huge dilemma now, about which one to get and so on so forth. The products look superb tempting, and so are the prices. Gotta seriously do surveys and comparison on prices in the market. While doing so, I gotta seriously get $$$ first. So many things I have wanted and wished for all this while, but this is something on top of my list. One day I'll be in touch with them with my bare hand.... with tears rolling down my cheeks muahahaha! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Wookay it's almost 3am and I shall calm the excitement that I'm having. Looking forward for another shopping day tml! Stay tuned till next post! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;P/S: Did I say I'm having s.t.u.d.y b.r.e.a.k? :X&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/7978443630406996491-1613262765016172408?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1613262765016172408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/06/finally-submitted-my-final-assignment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/1613262765016172408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/1613262765016172408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/06/finally-submitted-my-final-assignment.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-2331886007329025858</id><published>2011-06-25T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T23:53:20.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Thank goodness I went through the hard times. Taking nap in the evening has almost been eliminated from my dictionary. As of now, there's one final assignment to be done - anthropology. ERGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Life has been super dull lately. There is a saying that says, there will be no disappointment when we do not have expectation. My question is, how do we improve self i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;f we do not expect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;? Neither ways will do cause they both contradict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I didn't present myself best in any way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; Family, love, friends... three unbalanced elements. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Getting in a relationship in the past one year has made me so dependent to the other half. Until recently, getting to drive to school myself and not having him around me most of the time have me feeling independent again. Every night I refresh back on what have I done for the day. And the answer always appear awful. Each time I wanna throw my complains, I remind myself to not being selfish. I should have learnt to accept and forgive over other's mistakes. Ha, I did, maybe no one ever know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My mind confuses me most of the time. I see things both side; good and bad. At the end of the day, I'm confused, I didn't know which way should I go. And I let the devil takes me along. I can be ignorant to the changes for a while, but I'll have to accept the reality eventually. I've been living through every day aimlessly and meaningless... where are all the dreams and hopes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It's not easy to express feelings fully in words. Above are the pieces of here and there. Anyway, here's a song by Avril Lavigne that I'm very into lately. Her latest album has quite a number of nice songs. To me, s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;he has a strong personality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'd always love looking at her haha. Click on the play button! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GPeJI9nbDmk?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&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/7978443630406996491-2331886007329025858?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2331886007329025858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/06/thank-goodness-i-went-through-hard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/2331886007329025858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/2331886007329025858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/06/thank-goodness-i-went-through-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/GPeJI9nbDmk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-6047453612655332410</id><published>2011-06-19T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T04:00:48.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hi friends! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Os7Qb8SxtFs/Tf3VnIfGMII/AAAAAAAAAvE/fZYopfrrAr8/s400/b.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 202px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619882778297774210" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I finally got to watch Kungfu P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;anda 2 before its screening in cinema officially ended last week. The boyf is very obsessed with the panda. It feels so cute to have a guy who is so crazy over a cartoon character. Ahahaha I even think that he look quite alike to the panda. Agree? But the tigress and Po's dad are my favorite. She was so manly portrayed and the father was just very lovely. If I'm not mistaken, Mcdonald's has little panda in their happy meal is it? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Besides that, uni has been so tiring recently. I spent six days working on a leadership report, and it was my first time handed in the assignment one day early before due date. One word, awesome! Then been studying for anthro quiz, which I probably didn't performed well. Me and min can't stop laughing at the funky answers we wrote. What to do? The lecturer says there are no specific answers, as long as they make sense to him. Lols. And after the test, I tried so hard to keep myself awake and concentrate in his classes. Dunwanna phail in final ahh! He was also very flexible. It's like the light at the end of tunnel when he allows us to hand in his course assignment anytime before final exam starts. Where to get chances like this tell me! But again, we procrastinate. XD I plan to work on it after rushing our quantitative group report. Last but not least, there is a quiz coming up next week, and one last leadership group report due on the following week. Then! It's finals and a month holidays there I go! Muahahahha, but before I get there, I've to survive through all these works now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Still planning what to do during the long break. Hopefully time will not be wasted! One of it is to attend this make up workshop from milkadeal. BUT! I missed it. I planned to purchase the deal today but it's.... closed. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! So heart broken right now. t___________t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I wanna meet up with friends. It's been really long! We shall go on a trip! Somewhere... near maybe. Haha alrite! Back to work now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Byee!&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/7978443630406996491-6047453612655332410?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6047453612655332410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/06/hi-friends-i-finally-got-to-watch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/6047453612655332410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/6047453612655332410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/06/hi-friends-i-finally-got-to-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Os7Qb8SxtFs/Tf3VnIfGMII/AAAAAAAAAvE/fZYopfrrAr8/s72-c/b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-1439111647429355952</id><published>2011-06-07T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T14:23:18.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I behaved like an idiot when mum dropped me off at uni this morning. It has been weeks. I remember how my eyes were swollen up that morning. I thought I've accepted the fact. But no, the feeling of uneasy and anger still comes about whenever the topic hits me. Today hasn't been a good day. I was hoping for a support, mentally. I'm really tired of thinking and suppressing my inner feelings everyday. Looking at the circumstances, I'm sad to say that I'm getting so sensitive and particular about love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Perhaps I'm the only one who see it differently. Both siblings are working towards their goals and chasing their dreams. I have faith they'll eventually succeed because they don't put backdoors. I want to be like them but I give excuses to myself. I guess that's why I still fail. Everything happened recently have me lost my direction in life. I've been distracted much by all the negative says and thoughts revolving around everyday. I need positive energy and hope to remind about my direction and goals in life again. Yes, the reminder because we gives up too easily. Sometimes I'll feel angry at myself for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Its June. Anyone here have striken out anything on your wishlist yet? I'm currently almost crazy staying up late night working on leadership assignment. I've been changing my choice of leaders again and again. Its very frustrating... On a side note, I haven't been hanging out very much lately. Feels so unusual from last year. Close friends are all busy with working, assignments and exams. As of coll friends, classes end at 6pm everyday tell me this is not saddening. Pfft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It's 5 in the morning now gawd. I shall clear my mind outta all these problems and get back to my research. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Have a nice day!&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/7978443630406996491-1439111647429355952?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1439111647429355952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-behaved-like-idiot-when-mum-dropped.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/1439111647429355952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/1439111647429355952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-behaved-like-idiot-when-mum-dropped.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-3867327619391563043</id><published>2011-06-03T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T01:25:22.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_Z5-P9v3F8w?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;There's no turning back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'll give everything I have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Cause it's my destiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I won't stay on the ground;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'll fight till forever, never say never.&lt;/span&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/7978443630406996491-3867327619391563043?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3867327619391563043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/06/theres-no-turning-back-when-your-hearts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/3867327619391563043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/3867327619391563043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/06/theres-no-turning-back-when-your-hearts.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/_Z5-P9v3F8w/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-4988789421617530057</id><published>2011-05-31T00:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T09:39:42.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Uni update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This semester all my classes end at 6pm except Friday's a holiday. I'm still not quite adopted to anthro classes although it's already the third week. I've no idea how to pass it well. So worried about it. Worst still, there will be assignments due every following week. Now its worried + stressed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I think the best lectures so far is quantitative methods, something like stats. Sometimes her classes can be so tensed and breathtaking, but I still manage to follow her pace. That's good. Leadership, on the other hand, is slowly getting uninterested to me. Uhmm probably because of the tiredness at 4pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It's the second day of the week and I'm totally exhausted. Because of that, my assignment mood is still not turned on! Even frussstrated! &amp;gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Alright, my bed is calling me now so.. sweet dreams everyone! (:&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/7978443630406996491-4988789421617530057?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4988789421617530057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/uni-update_31.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/4988789421617530057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/4988789421617530057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/uni-update_31.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-6410544963163494600</id><published>2011-05-28T19:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T04:43:26.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;今天在车里，妈妈说了很多&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我静静坐在一旁听&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;其实我都听懂&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;她所说的话，充满了委屈，心疼，愤怒等&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我把事情双方面的想&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我想要公平&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我不要任何一方受委屈&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但这很难&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;在佛堂里菩萨对我说话时&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我掉泪了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;在我人生中&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;从来没有人可以说出我的心底话&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;包括自己&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;因为我不容易表达自己的想法&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;家里的事&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我不知所措&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我只想做好自己的本分&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;减轻父母的负担和担忧&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不管最终的决定是什么，我依然会尊重&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;今天的我们都很幸福&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;要风得风，要雨得雨&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但我坚持认为&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;别人拥有的都不值得我们去羡慕&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我没有别人的富裕&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但我所梦寐以求的东西&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;将会是靠自己的努力换取回来&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;时间当然会长，但成功感呢? 哈哈&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/7978443630406996491-6410544963163494600?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6410544963163494600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/6410544963163494600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/6410544963163494600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-1473479697318226654</id><published>2011-05-27T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T00:32:18.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I lost the ohm to blog. But I'll be right back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Stay tuned. :)&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/7978443630406996491-1473479697318226654?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1473479697318226654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-lost-ohm-to-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/1473479697318226654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/1473479697318226654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-lost-ohm-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-8428835696028119456</id><published>2011-05-27T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T10:22:19.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ve_rn6jILnU/Td_KSZm9R9I/AAAAAAAAAu4/7Wm1YDwsnVs/s1600/za.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ve_rn6jILnU/Td_KSZm9R9I/AAAAAAAAAu4/7Wm1YDwsnVs/s320/za.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611426078187669458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lq6cTsGIO_0/Td_KPCx77JI/AAAAAAAAAuw/krb7O6KuQy8/s320/z.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611426020520094866" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ve_rn6jILnU/Td_KSZm9R9I/AAAAAAAAAu4/7Wm1YDwsnVs/s1600/za.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Tell me these are not tempting. Look at the colors, so beautiful. Check out &lt;a href="http://www.coastalscents.com/cfwebstore/index.cfm/category/122/makeup-palettes.cfm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more info!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Imma own them someday later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7978443630406996491-8428835696028119456?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8428835696028119456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/tell-me-these-are-not-tempting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/8428835696028119456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/8428835696028119456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/tell-me-these-are-not-tempting.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ve_rn6jILnU/Td_KSZm9R9I/AAAAAAAAAu4/7Wm1YDwsnVs/s72-c/za.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-9207645903831989228</id><published>2011-05-22T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T02:28:30.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I've always been wondering why does every Sunday feels dry, lazy and maybe moody. Haha anyways, I have a youtube video to share with here. Spend about 8 minutes of your time to get to know the world latest economy trend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LJfpmwCVRQI?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I see it. Do you? &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/7978443630406996491-9207645903831989228?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/9207645903831989228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/ive-always-been-wondering-why-does.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/9207645903831989228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/9207645903831989228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/ive-always-been-wondering-why-does.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/LJfpmwCVRQI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-7197049802271283856</id><published>2011-05-21T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T00:39:45.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Some friends would know that I have phobia on snakes since young. Psychologists say phobias are not born, they are created. After I leant the topic learning in my course, I started to think hard where did I actually pick up such phobia. Unfortunately, the answer remain unknown until today. I'd only seen snakes in zoo where my family and I walked through a forest-like place and one super long fat old black snake is sleeping on our left, not caged at all my god! That of course are followed by the typical snake shows where a picture of you with the snake around your shoulder will be taken. The second experience about snakes is when a yellowish fat one was found in the living room of my dad's after-retirement-house. Even that, I only saw the bomba catched it out and flip it forth and back at the end of the road to make it faint/die from far. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Since then, I am so fear of snakes. I can't look at cute cartoon snake on movie, books! Even the simple outline of it, no way. I can't have any touch with its name, in any language! I think snakes in bahasa melayu is the most ewww. You know the hand gesture of snakes? No way too! Whenever I hear any sounds in kitchen, the first thing pop in my mind: snakes! Even the shower head in my bathroom looks like snakes T_______T I tried hard not to think that everytime I shower. If I accidentally saw one in books, tv, I stop moving as I feel that it is slowly going round my neck! Crocodiles, dragons are still fine because at least they have legs! and of course, their skin textures much better.  Why do they disgust me so much and being so fearful to me? Alright... here's the list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;1) They have no legs, but THEY CAN LITERALLY STAND UP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;2) The omg tongue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;3) SKIN TEXTURES. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;4) They deskin ishh! (I remember the name of such process starts with the letter E).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Recently, I've been really wanna overcome this fear through a technique called &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;systematic desensitization. I started by pronouncing its name, by looking at its name, by touching the name. Besides that, I imagine and visualize it in my head very often. I look straight to its eye and not fear of it. In the past 2 months, it has also been appearing in my dream quite often. In the dream, it comes so near to me and I struggled. In this case, I usually woke up imagining that the pillows and blanket on my bed are actually snakes. Then fall back into sleep in a few minutes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;Anyways, the main point is that I will break through this phobia bit by bit! Yayy.. one day I will look at it eye to eye in real !  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;P/S: So much of goosebumps and imagination writing this post. :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7978443630406996491-7197049802271283856?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7197049802271283856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/some-friends-would-know-that-i-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/7197049802271283856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/7197049802271283856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/some-friends-would-know-that-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-5541363226261892819</id><published>2011-05-19T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T08:06:42.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;If you are stuck in a traffic jam while heading to college in the morning, try to observe the cars in front, side and at the back. What would you notice? Most of them are driving alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;To my knowledge, a typical family car can fit up to 5 persons including the driver seat. However, we don't make full use of the seats. I think if everyone is willing to compromise and practice the habit of carpooling, there are many benefits that we can gain from! Such as? Car petrol, car services, save parking lots &amp;amp; parking fees, smoother traffic, lesser air pollution, and maybe lower accidents rate? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Come on, talk in maths! When you're driving alone, you pay for whatever expenses that costs. It includes tol fees, parking fees, petrol money (btw, Ron95 increased another 30sen again) and etc. You even need to go for car services more often because of the increased millag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;e that y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;our car reached in a shorter period. However, everything turns the opposite if you're carpooling with friends! You can equally divide each expenses. HAHA do you see it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I have the urge to hop in others' car whenever I spot there are many empty passenger sits in it. Then I start doing the counting in heart, imagine how nice would the &lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;traffic be if each car is fulled with human being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Yes yes, I know carpooling is troublesome. But I believe we can make it happen. That's when compromise steps in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So, anyone wants to carpool? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Besides carpooling, I have something to share here as well ! It happens that my girl friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;love to keep shopping receipts in their purse after they shop. I've the same habit too. We trash them off whenever we feel like tidying our wallet. Instead of throwing them into the bin, here's another interesting and save-our-mother-earth way of eliminating such unwanted pieces of papers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x12CuSYV4xc/TdUi9odY9MI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/vRd6QhWy33g/s200/tissubox.gif" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608427353187873986" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GD9ycMSAxmI/TdUjPdPOGLI/AAAAAAAAAtY/XQ9sps6gffA/s200/imagesarticlepicsreceiptswalletlargejpg--78bf72aaa1b900be13f698dc41564b93.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608427659413297330" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;First, you need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;an EMPTY facial tissue box which I believe every household has plenty of them. Then, insert all the small irritating receipts or even unwanted small sized papers into the box. Collect till it is really full and then recycle everything together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Keep up the habit of recycling if you do practice them at home. If you don't, no harm trying it because you'll feel happiness like I do! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9adN0fux-w/TdUmSJKTsxI/AAAAAAAAAto/yzdNq-eb2tA/s320/DSC05030.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608431004098474770" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hahah these are the packets I ate few days ago (except the milk can) and they are now placed in the recycle bin at home. I'm very into yogurts and full cream milk and maggie curry soup recently! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;P/S: Chatime lovers! Don't forget to recycle the plastic cups after the slrrpy drinks :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7978443630406996491-5541363226261892819?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5541363226261892819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/if-you-are-stuck-in-traffic-jam-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/5541363226261892819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/5541363226261892819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/if-you-are-stuck-in-traffic-jam-while.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x12CuSYV4xc/TdUi9odY9MI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/vRd6QhWy33g/s72-c/tissubox.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-4632510325287615997</id><published>2011-05-17T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T09:35:30.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Just so you know, my classes have already resumed on Monday. Yeah, another new semester. 3 subjects seems kinda light and relax but everything has to be covered in 7 weeks. By then I'll be having another one month holidays! So excited for its arrival as I've had my plan on! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Anyways, I still can't decide weather to stick with intro to anthropology or drop it. Friends around are dropping the subject one by one ever since the first class. I don't wanna take up a subject that even myself doubt I can do well. Neither having a ugly timetable. Arghhh! How??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I remember we have been planning on visiting Taman Pertanian si&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;nce foundation year but the plan has always been delayed and delayed. It was a last minute confirmation that we were finally gonna hit the place on the Wednesday before my semester started!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The entire driving journey was indeed dangerous and ganjeong-ness! Glad we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;reached the destination safely as we were depending on technology aka GPS. Not much people there on a weekday. Paid entrance fees, ride on a bike and there we start riding like a kid again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AwcWXqqATGk/TdKaju4yBBI/AAAAAAAAAso/mfc5b9PrQ8Q/s320/d.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607714424701977618" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--ZVRiLS91LM/TdKat8-3ziI/AAAAAAAAAsw/YEc6V3rTmrA/s320/a.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607714600284311074" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Here's a small part of the entire route that we passed by. Look at the tall trees at both sides. I'm not sure was it us or the activities there were closed that day. The place was so quiet and peaceful as we ride along the way. When we were going up the hill, most of us needed to get down and walk with the bike instead. When the hill was going down, everyone hoop on it happily and enjoy the cool breeze that slap on our faces as the bike rolled down at fast speed. It felt like a reward after enduring the tiri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ng uphill climb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BYXpZBIGMS4/TdKeoDMhAVI/AAAAAAAAAs4/lXU0-kqYZB4/s320/b.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607718896919445842" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Us stopping to snap a picture with greens surrounding. And finally... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tquBXrFAwLA/TdKfB6ViFPI/AAAAAAAAAtA/ps_SBiU2IIw/s320/c.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 220px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607719341217944818" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;A group picture using self-timer. We tilted our head to the left on purpose as the camera was placed imbalance. Everyone looks cute here what haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Then we had lunch at Sushi Zanmai and some of us grabbed Chatime before everyone headed home. That night I have muscle pain on my buttocks! I think I'll probably not visit the place again because first, it is located too far and second, activities provided are not really active as what I've seen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I'll update more since my engine is started. Time to crack head about the textbooks I'm getting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Great day ahead peepos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;P/S: Photos credit to Kaiboon :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7978443630406996491-4632510325287615997?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4632510325287615997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/just-so-you-know-my-classes-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/4632510325287615997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/4632510325287615997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/just-so-you-know-my-classes-have.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AwcWXqqATGk/TdKaju4yBBI/AAAAAAAAAso/mfc5b9PrQ8Q/s72-c/d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-2177008012604234162</id><published>2011-05-09T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T13:46:20.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It's 4 in the morning and I gave up trying so hard to get into my dreamland. My psych textbook says when you have insomnia, don't force yourself to sleep but get up and do something light so that your eyes and brain feel tired. So, I suppose blogging is so called light activities right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The weather recently is really driving every Msian crazy I guess. It's so hot, dry and stuffy everyday. Lucky thing is that I've no assignments and exams right now. Else, I will go peekaBOOM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Anyways, we're tagging along with Eleng to Pyramid at 9am later. She goes for class while we go shopping. Tsk, such a bad distraction I know. Hmm I'll probably catch some sleep in her car before I really shop. Visited the mall a few times and it never fail to disappoint me every time! The place is so huge and I can't even spot on things I want. But people loves to shop there don't they? So now I've learnt the mistakes! I checked on its official website and jotted down the codes of the shops we wanna get in! Save time save energy and bye bye frustration yay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Lunch at BarBQ Plaza &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;! Omg, I'm so hungry already. Hope we got something there this time! Great day ahead peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7978443630406996491-2177008012604234162?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2177008012604234162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-4-in-morning-and-i-gave-up-trying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/2177008012604234162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/2177008012604234162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-4-in-morning-and-i-gave-up-trying.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-7995603998792326859</id><published>2011-05-07T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T12:43:32.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I’m a Pirate, Take Me To Stranger Tides!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ahoy! Guess what? Nuffnang is giving out a pair of glasses to catch another long awaited movie this year - Pirates of the Caribbeans: On Strangers Tides in 3D! Hope I'm not too late though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nuffnang.com.my/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/PIRATES4-Keyart_All-characters_LR1.jpg" alt="Pirates of the Caribbean 4" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So there we go, the best 3 things being a pirate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FIRST: HAPPY HOUR 24/7&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GBod5M9uaI4/TcWVgXsq6WI/AAAAAAAAAsI/kAtis1tJ2AA/s320/JACK%2BWITH%2BBEER%2BAND%2BBARREL.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604049694682179938" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;First, a pirate can eas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ily hijack people for free liquor! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sailing on the sea 24/7, beer is always the best accompany for them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;They could &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;stop any cargo that passes by their territory and force them to pay "tax". In this case, it would be the BEER! With that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;, they can stay high all day long with pirates' songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;Anyw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ay, they could get anything they wanted within a... sn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SECOND: TIME &amp;amp; FINANCIAL $$$ FREEDOM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h4poP090lkM/TcWVniTiwnI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/BmReWmyk7gs/s320/time-freedom1.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604049817788662386" /&gt;      &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JjnfXsuSnAY/TcWVw1uS64I/AAAAAAAAAsY/yqjxf63tUC8/s320/Freedom-from-Flipping-Websites-a.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 182px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604049977619966850" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A pirate has plenty of free time and piles of ka-ching $$$! They have no job, no responsibilities and no worries about what comes &lt;/span&gt;tomorrow. Happy go lucky in a slumber life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;In terms of money, they don't even have to bother about it. &lt;/span&gt;Whenever they need it, they hijack and ask for ransom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THIRD: AWESOME SUNRISE/SUNSET&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mtj1hHhq6yE/TcWV6xTLIUI/AAAAAAAAAsg/EHD9uPGz2_M/s320/sun.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604050148231160130" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Being a pirate can also enjoy unlimit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ed sunrise and sunset 365 days a year! Just get on top to the deck, and they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;get to experience the closest horizon-standard-view of sunrise/sunset. Unlike us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;, they don't need to travel anywhere just to enjoy this beautiful moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's your idea then? Feel free to join the &lt;a href="http://www.nuffnang.com.my/blog/2011/04/28/nuffnang-premiere-screening-%E2%80%93-pirates-of-the-caribbean-on-stranger-tides-3d/"&gt;contest&lt;/a&gt; too! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Pweese give me the tickets. &lt;/span&gt;*fingers crossed*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7978443630406996491-7995603998792326859?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7995603998792326859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/im-pirate-take-me-to-stranger-tides_07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/7995603998792326859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/7995603998792326859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/im-pirate-take-me-to-stranger-tides_07.html' title='I’m a Pirate, Take Me To Stranger Tides!'/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GBod5M9uaI4/TcWVgXsq6WI/AAAAAAAAAsI/kAtis1tJ2AA/s72-c/JACK%2BWITH%2BBEER%2BAND%2BBARREL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-220298115546473107</id><published>2011-05-06T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T11:42:03.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I may not look like one but deep down I'm really obsessed with make-ups. I think makeup tools are so tempting and fabulous. Best still, it transforms us to a new look! (only if they are applied well). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Have you all ever heard of Michelle Phan? Well I do. When I first know about her on youtube, I thought she is a Malaysian. In fact, Michelle is a Vietnamese-American. She started off by sharing make up tutorials on Youtube and later gained recognition from both people and media. She's also the spokesperson for Lancome beauty products in 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Her make up techniques are just great as it is. If you happen to view some of her video tutorials, you can easily get along with her way in make up. Because every steps are pretty the same. What makes her tutorials stand out among all will be her ability to come out with creative and all sorts of styles that you can name!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Here's a casual make up tutorials of hers! The title says it all (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/shpZ47Mvxfg?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I wanted to put up one of the tutorial she shared just two days ago for people who wear glasses. But nah, go Youtube - type "sexy glasses michelle phan" and you'll easily get your way to the video! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Her videos are by far the most inspiring make up tutorials for me! I've tried our some of her techniques on eye make up, but herm.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I need to practice more&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;. But really, watching them on videos make me feel like grabbing more tools from the mall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I admit that putting on foundation and skincare concealer do make us look awesome at times! However, I insist not to apply them unless we really need it. Even that, remove that very carefully and detail. The more we reply on it, the worst our skin is as we grow older. Natural is beauty yeah? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Feel free to catch some of her videos on youtube by simply searching "Michelle Phan"! A whole lot of her tutorials from basic stuffs like shaping and plucking your own eyebrow to a funky transformer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Keep more updates by adding her in &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Michelle-Phan/53754642881"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&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/7978443630406996491-220298115546473107?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/220298115546473107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-may-not-look-like-but-deep-down-in-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/220298115546473107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/220298115546473107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-may-not-look-like-but-deep-down-in-me.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/shpZ47Mvxfg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-2131141362838303334</id><published>2011-05-05T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T07:05:40.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Apparently, my blog is the last stop I could come to before I mentally breakdown due to boredom. Clock's ticking its way and here I am, feeling so awful looking at how time passed slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I wanna share something that I held with me all this while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;You know very often in life, we hear people giving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;rejections and negative feedbacks/thoughts about an object, events... anything at all. Everyone does so, including myself. We give all possible excuses and reasons to generate a sense of avoidance, ignorance, lack of interest, etc to others. If we sit down and really think, those excuses are pure bullshits. They're just a substance for us to feel better and move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"Nothing is impossible", the quote which the chairman of my high school used to favor a lot is actually starting to make sense to me. 3 simple words, but it brings a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;difference in life when we truly get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Circumstances is not the reasons to stop us from doing anything. In fact, knowing the truth will lead us forward. Because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jSERxCphdt4/TcKijWEcCyI/AAAAAAAAAqg/EbkMX9INnk8/s320/how-to-draw-real-lips.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603219614505634594" style="cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 110px; " /&gt;                     &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l_kOfLOoHZg/TcKi0cKellI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Y-MU51kvk3M/s200/2149840044_ea0516ee6f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603219908199355986" style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /&gt; &lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QqUSlOvrc38/TcKjME7Mh7I/AAAAAAAAArA/VUxAThoPJbo/s200/eye-p.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603220314278102962" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 170px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;What you &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;say&lt;/span&gt; is what you &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;hear&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;What you hear is what you &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;see&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;What you see is what you &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;get&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Say, my goal is to come out with my own designs of women footwear and name it upon my name in future. How to make dream comes true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'll &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;keep telling myself that 'I am a famous women footwear designer, I own the name' every single day. When you meet up with failures along the way, don't stop but continue the repetition. The words come out from your lips, and they arrive at your ears. The ears got the message, and your eyes start to see the goal coming. The visualization in you will eventually have you succeed and achieve whatever you called them - dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This sounds impossible, but hang on! Because people around the world have already proven it. As I said, we may be at different circumstances but that do not make any changes at all. In our mind, we already know the truth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(that I will come out with my own brand on women footwear one day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;. Therefore, take the journey of making it happen as a passage of time. In another words, the process is always there unavoidable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;As our words can be so powerful, be careful of what we say. Negative sayings can easily have an impact on ourselves, it is even worst when they come from people around us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Slowly, I'm making a change about it too. Lets do it together. (:&lt;/span&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/7978443630406996491-2131141362838303334?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2131141362838303334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/apparently-my-blog-is-last-stop-i-could_04.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/2131141362838303334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/2131141362838303334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/apparently-my-blog-is-last-stop-i-could_04.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jSERxCphdt4/TcKijWEcCyI/AAAAAAAAAqg/EbkMX9INnk8/s72-c/how-to-draw-real-lips.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-6849057406673623719</id><published>2011-05-04T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T06:53:52.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Holiday is always great! It's a couple of days for us to recharge energy and slack around to do anything without having worried about classes, work, etc etc. But I prefer to keep myself busy. My activities rate have been going downhill recently. Worst still, my sleeping time is totally messed up. Gotta fix it soon. Otherwise, I might fall asleep in classes again~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I just came home from &lt;a href="http://www.vivahome.com.my/v1/index.html"&gt;Viva Mall&lt;/a&gt; not long ago. The interior design and the shops there suit perfectly for people who look for house decoration and furnitures. You can have all choices from shop to shop under one roof. Convenient isn't it? Also, the ambiance and the setting of restaurants there are not bad too. Another thing is they have cinema in it. Although leisure mall's GSC seems to have the cheapest price and nearest cinema to my area, at least Viva's third row sitting doesn't ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ke your head go kaku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Baby &amp;amp; I wanted to just look around at the mall but then decided to catch the movie fast and furious 5! No regrets and as my friend commented, the movie is indeed awesome! Vin Diesal (T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;oretto) looks EXTRAattractive with his cool smile in the movie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZAKuxhMIu0g/TcGYHgthlmI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/A-GDShlfMSw/s400/Vin%2BDiesel%2BFast%2Band%2BFurious%2B5.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 239px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602926666232993378" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;See? D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;on't even talk about the fight, e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ven his stare can kill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0PCM6894xTo/TcGX_q1hC_I/AAAAAAAAAqI/5HLvZt_pCm0/s400/fast-furious.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602926531511913458" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I quite love this scene where Hobbs (The Rock) was so confident that he was gonna bring back Toretto till he says, "We're now in Brazil, not America" with all his people increasing the heat (firegun).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;There are a few other scenes where he literally said, "Who's hiding? Tell your boss exactly who's doing this". So macho right! I just love the character and the role he play here! 2 hours is absolutely worthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hahah anyways, it's been really long since I last paid a visit to cinema. Both of us used to visit cinema almost every week back then but now I seriously think that was just total lifeless. Hence, we cut down a lot since end of last year and only go when there are great movies. The great time I had with baby plus the great show indeed enlightened my entire night! :)  &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/7978443630406996491-6849057406673623719?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6849057406673623719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/holiday-is-always-great-its-couple-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/6849057406673623719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/6849057406673623719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/holiday-is-always-great-its-couple-of.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZAKuxhMIu0g/TcGYHgthlmI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/A-GDShlfMSw/s72-c/Vin%2BDiesel%2BFast%2Band%2BFurious%2B5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-2612979015190201152</id><published>2011-05-01T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T09:24:03.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I'm gonna turn around and say 'watch me'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7978443630406996491-2612979015190201152?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2612979015190201152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/im-gonna-turn-around-and-say-watch-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/2612979015190201152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/2612979015190201152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/im-gonna-turn-around-and-say-watch-me.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-5815630521929234564</id><published>2011-04-30T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T10:53:41.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Oh yeah, my holidays started officially yesterday. I wanted to blog every night but my fingers felt so lazy to move and of course, to recall everything! This post was inspired by jass actually, after reading her long updates all the way in Perth! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;First final exam in degree was rather scary cause I didn't have the ohm to do my revision at all. I tried so hard to sit and really read, but my concentration kept loosen off. Until the first day of exam was really hitting me, I could feel the tension and studied like bullet train. Overall, my finals was consider fine despite my grandpa passed away in the middle of the exam period. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We may feel regretful but sometimes, it's really fated. I remember that night my parents went kelam kabut getting ready clothes &amp;amp; documents before we made our way to my uncle's house at Setapak. Of course, I was going to sit for my third paper the next day but I just couldn't fully concentrate. At 11pm, I brought along my laptop and notes I made and there we go. I came home around 5am and continued the remaining lecture notes. Slept for 2 hours then off to college the next morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My exam ended at 2pm and I headed back to Setapak right after. I was almost dead sleepy that afternoon due to the super hot weather and the stuffy surrounding at my uncle's house. Still, I hold my notes in hand, insisted to study despite nothing really goes in my brain. In the evening, the ceremony thingy started. Every session took up 30 minutes and followed by a 30 minutes break then. I struggled so much as I haven't even started reading anything for my last paper the following day. Lucky enough the exam was at 5pm, which meant I had more time to prepare. Similarly, I came home around 4am, taken a nice shower &amp;amp; continued my reading immediately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That midnight I was almost deprived from sleep, thus, I dozed off to sleep at 6am. In fact, I only completed the first part of my study, out of four! 2 hours later, my mum woke me up to study again. My eyes did not want to open, kept on fishing in front of my laptop. I went down to have some cereals to freshen up myself instead. At 11am, I went to my room looking at the comfy blanket on bed, I finally contempt. Around 12ish, I jumped up from sleep and started study like mad! The clock was ticking and I'd gotta rush. I screened through everything, then only memorized them by repetition hoping that everything stays right inside my brain. At 7pm, exams over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Huge relieved but I didn't feel excited. Rushed back to Setapak and didn't had a proper dinner as I was late for the ceremony. The ceremony made everything even saddening. On the last day, I did fine. At the end of the day, we hold back the memories and move on. On top of that, my grandpa was really old and has been suffering from sickness for years. I guess it's a relief for him and for us as well. May you rest in peace, grandpa.&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/7978443630406996491-5815630521929234564?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5815630521929234564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/04/oh-yeah-my-holidays-started-officially.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/5815630521929234564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/5815630521929234564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/04/oh-yeah-my-holidays-started-officially.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-4350939352337217932</id><published>2011-04-18T16:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T02:07:47.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I clicked on one of my older posts randomly yesterday and that one click couldn't stop me from reading further more. I started this blog in early 2008. Looking back at my blog achieves, it is not so bad cause I practically did update every month. (No idea why I skipped 2008's Christmas month &amp;amp; 2009's Valentine's month XD) So while I was reading through some of the posts, they really triggered my memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-speechless.html"&gt;When SPM was reaching its end.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All sorts of activities in Cempaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/bronze-expedition.html"&gt;Bronze Expedition&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/march-past-practice-today-was-rather.html"&gt;Annual March Past (Senior Year).&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-of-all-i-would-like-tocongratsall.html"&gt;V.I. Interact Club Camp &amp;amp; World Maths Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/search?q=world+maths+day"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2009/06/woke-up-at-8.html"&gt;First ever online learning @ home!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2008/08/hari-kemerdekaan-is-also-known-as.html"&gt;Merdeka post for English assignment&lt;/a&gt; .__.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-right.html"&gt;Games Carnival&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; so on...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course all sorts of outings that I had with friends. I remember how difficult it was for us to go out due to transport problem. LOL, it's seriously funny when I think back XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-was-total-embarrassment.html"&gt;My first ridiculous &amp;amp; shortest post about him&lt;/a&gt;! Something happened AHAHA!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His 19th birthday plans - &lt;a href="http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-have-made-up-plan-for-babys-19th.html"&gt;Part I&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/08/part-ii-next-day-which-was-on-merdeka.html"&gt;Part II&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-valentines-day-back-then-was.html"&gt;First V Day&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; so on...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my second or third blog, if I'm not mistaken. Previous ones had been deleted and I can't even remember the links I'd used. I wish I didn't delete them off last time coz, it's really nice knowing how naive I were, every single events that happened, the style &amp;amp; languages of my writing, and the funniest of all, the way I think back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't deny the truth that things had changed alot compared to last time. Time, friendship, life, etc... I know we couldn't turn back time and keep everything back in place, but faith and improvement are all we need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging is indeed a smart way to keep things not fade away. You know, our brain has limited memory space! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7978443630406996491-4350939352337217932?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4350939352337217932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-clicked-on-one-of-my-older-posts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/4350939352337217932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/4350939352337217932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-clicked-on-one-of-my-older-posts.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-4969793430108777175</id><published>2011-04-15T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T03:28:26.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I find Google's homepage today so cute and so cool ! I thought the play button is just a decoration, who knows it can really play!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMxL-JAkXSE/TagZyNJEOwI/AAAAAAAAAqA/-aftqYs4UYE/s1600/Picture%2B1.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMxL-JAkXSE/TagZyNJEOwI/AAAAAAAAAqA/-aftqYs4UYE/s400/Picture%2B1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595750887319681794" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyways,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I went to bank this morning to get my visa debit card done. I was asked several times about my age and each of them thought I was only 16. They were shocked to know that I'm actually already 19. Does it mean I look immature? Or it means I look young? I don't know which, but one thing for sure is that I look really noob all time in the bank till the card was ready. Even my saving book is of Maybank Yippie version, which was for budak category .___. Fortunately, the officers were kind of funny. They can be so random talking to each other while getting the process done at the same time. It does not only create an informal environment, but also a friendly environment to us, the customers. One of them asked bout the course I'm taking. When I say I'm in psychology path, their eyeballs went big (O___O) and ejek, "ohhh pandai lah, boleh psycho orang dah, especially psycho ur mama to sign cheques". Haha, totally speechless. Then, I got to know the basic salary for a clerk in a bank, which was really really low. That's the fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I seriously think that it's time for me to learn how banking works, the basic ones of course. I don't wanna feel noob in bank anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It took about an hour to get the procedure done. Then mama wanted to get a new pair of shoes so we went into the mall opposite. At the end of the day, she bought shoes, pants, and a belt while I got only a tiny hair clip for myself. BUT I spotted a pretty pretty cool sunglasses selling at a cheap price! Definitely going back there to get it for myself soon! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;On the way back, we spent another an hour plus in saloon. Finally got my khatulistiwa-like hair trimmed! But as what baby says, trim or no trim, there's always not much difference. Now I'm finally home, taken my shower, and feeling so emo again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I GOT TO SERIOUSLY START MY STUDY IMMEDIATELY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I will be the 宅女 tonight, while baby will be the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;宅男! Muahahaha X&lt;/span&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7978443630406996491-4969793430108777175?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4969793430108777175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-find-googles-homepage-today-so-cute_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/4969793430108777175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/4969793430108777175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-find-googles-homepage-today-so-cute_15.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMxL-JAkXSE/TagZyNJEOwI/AAAAAAAAAqA/-aftqYs4UYE/s72-c/Picture%2B1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-4673843329505096932</id><published>2011-04-14T18:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T04:02:53.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;今早天刚亮就从睡中吓醒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;赶快看了电话的时间，竟然已是7点!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;失望了几秒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;然后赶快传简讯给茉莉花小姐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;祝福她一路顺风，平安抵达Perth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;本来有一件超可爱的温暖围巾想让她一起带去的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;想到昨晚要去她家看看临离开前的她时顺便pass给她&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;谁知她和家人去吃晚餐了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;然后因为昨晚竟然没有set alarm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;结果连原本凌晨的计划也一起失败&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;加上昨晚睡前的事情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;搞到我电脑没关，脸没洗牙没刷就躺在床上睡着&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;更气的是我竟然发梦到我最要好的‘朋友’! S N A _ _&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;早上传讯后就整个EMO到死&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;最后赖床到下午1点才肯下床洗脸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;在厕所里发呆了几分钟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;对自己的生活觉得无奈&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;有很多梦想，很多想法，但缺了方法去达成&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;然后又想了感情方面，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;家里的压力，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;私人的思想，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;自己的态度与脾气等&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;总之就有四面八方来的问题&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;到最后&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;我想到了Mr Kenneth课程时的一句话&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;因为还没了解自己的需求，又怎样去了解和完成其他人的需求呢?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;可能是我自己也还不清楚自己要的是什么吧&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;站在窗前擦干脸时，望到了窗外蓝蓝的天空&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;我的motivation又回来了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;我总是会为了很多很多的烦恼而烦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;但很庆幸的是&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;烦了之后&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;我会从新收拾心情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;告诉自己&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;我可以的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I say can, when I say I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;有对的mindset真的是很重要的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;大半天又这样过去了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;下星期开始考finals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;连翻书的心情都不在&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;压力好大!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;我说茉莉花小姐啊&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;到了那里不要顽皮叻&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;好好读书&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;知道你满喜欢摄影的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;要常常upload照片好让我们可以8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;有什么心里的想法就去部落格里发泄&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;好让我们可以知道你在那里的情况嘛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;毕竟msn &amp;amp; skype是不够的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;记得好好照顾自己! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我竟然想念你了;____;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7978443630406996491-4673843329505096932?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4673843329505096932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/04/7-perth-pass-set-alarm-emo-1-mr-phun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/4673843329505096932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/4673843329505096932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/04/7-perth-pass-set-alarm-emo-1-mr-phun.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-1375835539816867950</id><published>2011-04-12T22:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T07:23:37.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I have plenty of flashbacks recently. Mr Kenneth's lecture reminded me of my childhood; Mr Arthur Yap reminded me of life; and life, reminded me of time, chances, dreams, and things I used to favour back then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Today I had a great chilling session with two college friends in library while waiting for our research methods class to begin. We talked about many random stuffs. But the question of studying overseas strike me again. My parents would mostly give a yes if I proposed the idea to them. But it is me who keep this in consideration. Of course, money wise. They have invested a huge amount of money on my education. They put me in school that costed them a bomb. Yet, my academic was not excellent, also neither a sportsman nor leader. It's really depressing but well, it is still not too lat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;e to make my plan works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;On the other note, my passion on make up is back! I remember my ambition was to be a make up artist when I was eighteen. Hahah! Who knows now I'm stuck in psych~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bbnCfG2EJdY/TaRXwyw2ZeI/AAAAAAAAAp4/IL2R68PAF0Q/s400/Brushes-for-make-up.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594693132873000418" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I wanna be skillful in it. :)&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/7978443630406996491-1375835539816867950?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1375835539816867950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/04/have-plenty-of-flashbacks-recently.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/1375835539816867950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/1375835539816867950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/04/have-plenty-of-flashbacks-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bbnCfG2EJdY/TaRXwyw2ZeI/AAAAAAAAAp4/IL2R68PAF0Q/s72-c/Brushes-for-make-up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-3814545247436574611</id><published>2011-04-05T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T04:08:14.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Aloha! I think people don't even bother much to visit my blog cause I haven't been posting new stuffs for weeks. But I'm finally updating now! So, read on! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qlNYC6ObX0/TZrCMcq2z5I/AAAAAAAAApY/NJv54KkRWZE/s400/195935_10150123921102620_788467619_6725647_2963664_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591995406444056466" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The 'corned' hotel room XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;First of all, the Melaka trip was great! Except the fact that our journey was kind of too rush. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Despite all the butt pains, muscle pains &amp;amp; maybe SUNBURNS?, I enjoyed alot over that weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Food was yummy, and I miss the beach! It'll be even awesome if I got wet in the sea. Aww, when will my dream comes true? Mid of the year people? *wink* Haha anyways, its been so long since I hang out with this gang of close people. Where did all the weekly outings go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Last sunday, I was last minute informed by this awesome miss seah to be the model for her photography assignment. First time posing under the sun, &amp;amp; I realized I can't do modelling well. I can't smile naturally and nicely. Even when I smiled a little, I'll still somehow look frown .__. After completing the task, 3 of us went for a movie 'Just Go With It' at the mall nearby. I came home so tired and slept on the sofa. At night, I have this sudden cravings on western again! Papa brought us to Mahkota area, and we passed by this small Italian restaurant called Susan's Bistro. They have a variety of food choices, tasted yummy, and the price was reasonable and affordable. Definitely grabbing my fatty pig there to try on their cheesy spaghetti ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Next, I love driving alot. But I seldom got the chance to drive! People who drives complain that they want to be fetched, while people who do not drive complain that they wanna drive. The world is so complicated haha! There's only one and only one route that I'm most familiar with because that's the route I drive through every morning. I wanna own a car that I want, not a car that I need. Suzuki Swift used to be my dream car. But today, I find Mazda so cool &amp;amp; Kelisa so cute! My papa says I drive like a 60-years-old grandma. But I say, slow &amp;amp; steady? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I have endless cravings on food recently. I feel hungry all the time! Guess I'm in the process of growing still. I can't stop filling myself with spice and hot soups. Oh my, this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;reminded me of the ABC soup that mama served during dinner yesterday. Besides that, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I had pan mee 4 times last week yet it does not fulfill the cravings. I still want more, till baby give up convincing me to stop having it. Oh slrrp slrrp! &amp;gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Lastly, I wanna tell something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;There's a girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;She can be so simple,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;yet pretty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;She's so unresistable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'm getting crazier over her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;She's the god!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/7978443630406996491-3814545247436574611?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3814545247436574611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/04/aloha-i-think-people-dont-even-bother_05.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/3814545247436574611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/3814545247436574611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/04/aloha-i-think-people-dont-even-bother_05.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qlNYC6ObX0/TZrCMcq2z5I/AAAAAAAAApY/NJv54KkRWZE/s72-c/195935_10150123921102620_788467619_6725647_2963664_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-1983109416446273824</id><published>2011-03-22T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T07:30:24.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;As usual, tm people is being a slow turtle in fixing internet connection. Hence, here I am, blogging at college again. I just finished the one hour quiz and my parasympathetic system is currently working in order to conserve my energy used during the tension period (too much of biopsych, tsk tsk). The fact is, I find it funny and tough for our brain to study how the sensory organs transmit infos to the brain itself. So yeah, I tried my best but can be better. Finals I'll be tensed like shit. Good news of the day: Research class today has been canceled due to chancellor who had passed away. I don't really know her, but sis told me that she attended her convo in april last year on a wheelchair. A very respectful woman. May her soul rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I'm hitting Malacca tis friday! A perfect timing for a simple getaway in fact, because I got to rest a bit after my quiz and assignment. Yayy! \(0.0)V  As of now, I've to rush my literature review which will be due on friday. Oh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both brain and eyes are so tired and sleepy. Byee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Internet internet come fast fast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7978443630406996491-1983109416446273824?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1983109416446273824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/03/as-usual-tm-people-is-being-slow-turtle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/1983109416446273824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/1983109416446273824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/03/as-usual-tm-people-is-being-slow-turtle.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-7582550678549818677</id><published>2011-03-15T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T08:09:20.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4jFHmZGugnM/TX8h1BYRykI/AAAAAAAAApI/Z99M9KxagOg/s1600/ipad-2_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4jFHmZGugnM/TX8h1BYRykI/AAAAAAAAApI/Z99M9KxagOg/s200/ipad-2_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584219257749752386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;This is so cool that I wanna own one. Hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/7978443630406996491-7582550678549818677?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7582550678549818677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-is-really-cool-that-i-wanna-own.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/7582550678549818677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/7582550678549818677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-is-really-cool-that-i-wanna-own.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4jFHmZGugnM/TX8h1BYRykI/AAAAAAAAApI/Z99M9KxagOg/s72-c/ipad-2_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-4146274985033340593</id><published>2011-03-10T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T08:08:50.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;Today is the fifth day without internet access. Here's my daily routine for the past one week of my life. After I got home from class, I take my nice long nap on the sofa (at least 4 hours). By the time wake up, it's already evening. Next, I'll catch a series of boring dramas on tv. At 7ish, I'm the only one ready at the dining table waiting for the food to be ready. At 11pm, I yawn and get ready to go to bed. Before I officially fall asleep, I wander around my bed .___. At 12ish, I'm in my dreamland. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Regarding on the internet, P1 Winmax has surprised me with a suspension last saturday morning. Streamyx was good, but my mama got corned and persuaded by those P1 people along the street and therefore, we switched. There's only two words to describe its internet speed - beh tahan. But since we terminated streamyx beforehand, so we had no choice but being a 'loyal' customer to P1. A month later, which is last saturday, the internet got suspended because my mama forgotten to pay the bill. As for now, I'm upgrading to unifi. It'll take around 10 days to operate it. Well, I hope my internet will be here on time by the end of next week. If not, I'm doomed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wookay, I think I deserve the long rest after rushing off my lab report. Don't think I'll get good grade for it, but blahh. As I said, I'll fight 99 in quiz and finals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7978443630406996491-4146274985033340593?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4146274985033340593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/03/today-is-fifth-day-without-internet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/4146274985033340593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/4146274985033340593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/03/today-is-fifth-day-without-internet.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-1513555780152555272</id><published>2011-02-24T00:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T08:54:53.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KK4sJ3lNH3I/TWaMgVLIhWI/AAAAAAAAApA/qhtPpsJaS-Y/s1600/9496_schoolgirl_under_stress_while_taking_a_test_quiz_or_exam_at_her_desk_in_a_classroomjpg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KK4sJ3lNH3I/TWaMgVLIhWI/AAAAAAAAApA/qhtPpsJaS-Y/s200/9496_schoolgirl_under_stress_while_taking_a_test_quiz_or_exam_at_her_desk_in_a_classroomjpg.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577299675612480866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I sat for my intro to psych paper today. I think I have really underestimated the paper. I thought I wouldn't have to worry about my objectives at all because in foundation, the objective questions are quite straight forward. But today, I feel that I failed myself. An hour before the exam, I realized there are more examples, more application compared to just facts in textbook. So when I flipped over the first page of exam paper, I cold sweated. The questions were all so familiar, but not the answers (wtf). Reasons because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I slept through every lessons and didn't have sufficient time to even glance through the entire notes before the exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;While I struggled through the objectives, looking at the essay questions later felt like dragging myself to hell immediately. I tried to stay calm anyway, and just split out whatever that I know. I couldn't even remember the psychology terms that describe the situation. Sigh... ;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Lesson learnt: I must not sleep in lectures again! I'm so gonna fight 99 in finals!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&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/7978443630406996491-1513555780152555272?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1513555780152555272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-sat-for-my-intro-to-psych-paper-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/1513555780152555272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/1513555780152555272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-sat-for-my-intro-to-psych-paper-today.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KK4sJ3lNH3I/TWaMgVLIhWI/AAAAAAAAApA/qhtPpsJaS-Y/s72-c/9496_schoolgirl_under_stress_while_taking_a_test_quiz_or_exam_at_her_desk_in_a_classroomjpg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-7585280164138240160</id><published>2011-02-21T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T03:05:55.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LExjCH57kXc/TWIjLa2sGkI/AAAAAAAAAow/F2Y8_JMGgAE/s1600/money%2Btree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LExjCH57kXc/TWIjLa2sGkI/AAAAAAAAAow/F2Y8_JMGgAE/s320/money%2Btree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576057967732333122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;I'd always impressed with people who spend from whatever they earn. Although at this age, we barely able to survive sort of live independently in terms of financial yet, but there are people who already able to make big money. I truly believe that determination and believing the right thing till the end is the way to make one success in the pathway that he/she has chosen. Everyone has a belief, but what you believe matters alot. If you believe that you can do it, you will put in efforts and at the end of the day, your dream will be achieved despite the duration that you took. On the other hand, people who believe that they cannot do it will never proceed or make effort to make the dream happen. Agree? It's just something innate that we all have in nature. Great leaders are not born. They can succeed in life and get respected by people in the society because they are willing to put in effort and fight for what they want. Very often, great leaders and good speakers tell us about how to succeed in life and what not. Many attended, but how many of all audiences do click with the points and make changes in their life after the long hours of speech? A handful of them maybe. Question is, out of these handful of people, how many of them give up trying? At the end of the day, maybe one or two people eventually succeed for the efforts and time that they had paid off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;I do realize that there are people around who may not be as fortunate as me, who comes from a moderate family background. I may not seem to appreciate things I had at times, but I do wish I was capable to afford materialistic things that I want. Earlier, I do not have goals in life. But there was once, I attended a seminar. The speech delivered by this speaker strike hard onto my brain. Ever since then, I start figuring out what I want in life. And today, I know my goals! However, we tend to lose the focus as time passes. The other day, my lecturer talked about the difference between dream and dreaming. He says, a dream remains as a dream forever if there is no efforts done. Then this, is call dreaming on. We all know it well but this gives another hit on my back again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;To end this, I wanna share quotes from the speakers of my freshmen lunch last week. They say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;"It is not about what we don't have, it is about to make full use of what we have".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;"We have to be determined in order to succeed; when we succeed, feel proud of the achievement".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;A student can make a huge difference. Education is part of it, but there's something more than just that. Set your goals today! (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7978443630406996491-7585280164138240160?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7585280164138240160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/02/id-always-impressed-with-people-who.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/7585280164138240160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/7585280164138240160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/02/id-always-impressed-with-people-who.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LExjCH57kXc/TWIjLa2sGkI/AAAAAAAAAow/F2Y8_JMGgAE/s72-c/money%2Btree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-7248652755098347647</id><published>2011-02-16T02:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T16:58:22.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KBE1ccODCh4/TV3BtpqmYDI/AAAAAAAAAog/IR_eEwEQslk/s1600/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KBE1ccODCh4/TV3BtpqmYDI/AAAAAAAAAog/IR_eEwEQslk/s320/a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574824903777345586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;My valentines day back then was receiving little gifts from friends in school. This year, I got to celebrate this special day with my love. To be frank, my b is kind of a straight forward person. He only make surprises once in a blue moon. Whatever he had in his mind, I tend to be able to know. Sometimes he even split out the entire plan before d-day arrives. At the end of the day, instead of being surprised, I'll be looking forward awaiting for the events. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;For me, V day should be set just another ordinary day. As couples or lovers make celebration, it may be a reminder of bad experiences, or loneliness to other people. Why do we have an event as a reminder of love, when everyday can be a valentines day? The more emphasis it has, the lesser its meaning is being conveyed. People may just give and receive gifts because everyone is doing the same thing and it is like a must-do on this day. Don't worry, I have no issues against v day, these are just my perception. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;So, this year d-day falls on a monday. As usual, we have classes till noon and headed off to KL right after. We were stuck in a massive jam for quite long, going round and round the area. We only settled down at 4pm. At dinner time, we dined in delicious restaurant located at Jalan Tun Razak. The food was very satisfying because that was our first meal of the day .__. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;B spent a heck lot of cash that day just to fulfill the dream that is yet to be achieved in the future. Really, it had me thinking for many nights. He never want me to be tired of work. He wants me to just enjoy life, with everything that he could give. Baby you've been pampering me too much all this while! And because of this, there's always a strong urge in me that strives me to do something more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Anyways, I came home very late that night and that marks my first valentines day. How was yours? :)&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/7978443630406996491-7248652755098347647?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7248652755098347647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-valentines-day-back-then-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/7248652755098347647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/7248652755098347647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-valentines-day-back-then-was.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KBE1ccODCh4/TV3BtpqmYDI/AAAAAAAAAog/IR_eEwEQslk/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-7960598542051987692</id><published>2011-02-09T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T08:46:46.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"&gt;Heluu world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:verdana;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;I think we should have been given one and a half weeks of holidays. At least the resume of classes on the fifth day of chinese new year wouldn't chase away the enjoyment of the festival. Anyways, my second day of class was horrible. Because of what? I freaking slept through the whole 2 hours session of my favourite lecturer's class. It's not about just guilty, but feeling blank and blur as well. I tried so hard to maintain my fishing, and kept my eyes half-opened. Unfortunately, my eyelids were too heavy that I had to shut down my brain, my eyes, my ears and went into my own dreamland of psychology. Pretty sad. On top of that, midterm will be here in about two weeks time. Pfft, emo-ness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fifth week having classes in new block, I think I have adopted a new learned phobia. (whatthehell?) Of what? Of toilets. I'm fcuking disgusted about it. Imagine tiny little toilet flies doing their landing on any parts of your body while you're doing your business. Seriously, what's wrong with the toilet flushes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home yesterday and slept like a dead till the next morning. Wednesday is a college day where I can just go in class with my water bottle. The happiest part is, the lecturer tend to end the lesson VERY early. Nice, but students will feel that it's a waste of time to go for the class. Haha whatever. I Love Wednesday! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be a busy bee this weekend. Replacement class, freshmen lunch, open house, house visits. Give me a break my god! X( Right now I'm so semangat to finish up my skeleton assignment. Been working on it since afternoon, but no progress made. Well, time to really focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week ahead! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/7978443630406996491-7960598542051987692?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7960598542051987692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/02/heluu-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/7960598542051987692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/7960598542051987692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/02/heluu-world.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-1871197278298841033</id><published>2011-02-05T02:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T10:21:55.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Sometimes I do feel like I'm a burden to people around. Even to the dearest... How come? :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7978443630406996491-1871197278298841033?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1871197278298841033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/02/sometimes-i-do-feel-like-im-burden-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/1871197278298841033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/1871197278298841033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/02/sometimes-i-do-feel-like-im-burden-to.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-8215290604602643931</id><published>2011-02-02T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T09:20:08.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;When I laid on bed last night, I thought of how powerful love is. It is the motivation and inner power to complete tasks. It is the scarification that we are willing to pay off. Sometimes, it can even transform a person into another brand new person. Agree? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Anyways, it's CNY eve today! Every year, my mama never fail to prepare lunch and dinner on this reunion day. But this year, mama wanted to take a rest from preparing dinner at home after a long day of cleaning the house. So, we dined in this restaurant where it was almost a full house yet the food was seriously, yucks. Must be because there were too many customers but limited time for the chefs to prepare each dish. That's why the food turned out not nice. Lesson learnt! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;My chinese new year mood is burning right now because! of! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;FOOD&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;ANGPAOs&lt;/span&gt;! &amp;amp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;DRESSING UP&lt;/span&gt;! ;) Have a great day ahead too peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;兔年&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=";font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;一起HUAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=";font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;啊!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/7978443630406996491-8215290604602643931?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8215290604602643931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/02/when-i-laid-on-bed-last-night-i-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/8215290604602643931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/8215290604602643931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/02/when-i-laid-on-bed-last-night-i-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-823429913484635494</id><published>2011-01-25T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T03:43:09.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Curiosity used to make me wanna know about everything. But right now, I'm finally in believe that sometimes things are better to be kept unknown than known. Because once it has been revealed, it's heartbreaking and I'll go panic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;All in sudden, I feel lost contact with the closest people in my life. For the record, I don't know how should I face them. For the record, I don't know how should I react. For the record, I feel this way. I just want things to go peacefully, without anyone of you has to give up on anyone of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Whereas bout the event that I've ever wanted to succeed in it, I failed each time to be honest. I stand up again at where I fall off. I raise up my hope and wish people around can see what I see, get what I get, and click with it. Although most of the time they chose not to bother before I could prove it, my determination is still strong. I'm still ready for the coming attempts. Yet still searching for a support. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;Uni life is great, still able to cope up with lessons. The bad thing is, I still rest my eyes and sleep for 10 minutes in the middle of every classes. I just realized the important role of sweet. It keeps me awake! Imagine how many sweets I gotta take per day? It's a bad habit lah :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;P/S: I think I've gotten 2% of independent :)&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/7978443630406996491-823429913484635494?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/823429913484635494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/01/curiosity-used-to-make-me-wanna-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/823429913484635494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/823429913484635494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/01/curiosity-used-to-make-me-wanna-know.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-2696265447601941287</id><published>2011-01-22T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T10:24:18.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TTp_xrpDLrI/AAAAAAAAAoU/wglk3Kza5f8/s320/world-food-day%2B%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564900781074886322" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;For the past one week, I've been waking up slightly early to make breakfast! It's ridiculous to hear those words coming from my mouth haha. Well, I just don't want hunger to haunt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;thefatbaby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt; in the middle of morning classes. And maybe because of this, my stomach starts to drum automatically at certain time in the morning to warn me taking in something. I guess its a good habit on the other hand? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Today is the third day of my so called holiday. Basically, I spent half of the days recharging my battery despite the fact that I should help my mum to clean the house for cny. I just realized how thankful we were to have only 90 minutes of lessons each class back in foundation. Because now, I freaking have 3 hours of lectures every Monday and Tuesday! Even though I'm sitting on the comfy cinema-like cushion, my back still ache and my butt still go flat at the end of the lecture. Another thing is that the homework assigned by Mr Phun on Monday is still not uploaded on elearning! Yet, we're supposed to hand in it on the coming Monday. Urgh, last minute work again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;I'll be out for dinner with the peepos tonight! It's been really long since we had outings huh? So here we gather again ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7978443630406996491-2696265447601941287?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2696265447601941287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/01/for-past-one-week-ive-been-waking-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/2696265447601941287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/2696265447601941287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/01/for-past-one-week-ive-been-waking-up.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TTp_xrpDLrI/AAAAAAAAAoU/wglk3Kza5f8/s72-c/world-food-day%2B%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-1912665714083102420</id><published>2011-01-14T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T08:18:35.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;oolala~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;第一个学期终于开始了。我真没后悔选了psych course，毕竟知道人的思想和态度是很有趣的! 虽然有些课程已经在foundation大概学过了，但是就当做复习吧。假期时每晚都不到凌晨不睡觉，开课后的第一个星期好辛苦啊! 每天早上6点爬起来，天刚开始亮我和b就到学校了。目的是为了要避免塞车和要搭巴士! :( 搞到我现在11点就累到想要入眠了。所以就算上着喜欢的课，也难免会有打瞌睡的时候。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;这两天，我偷偷的上了business的两堂课: accounting &amp;amp; law。满不错! 上课前后一班朋友们都有说有笑，老师也有趣。哈哈~ 但其实我们也不错的，只是拿psych course的只有我们几个，所以气氛也难免没有他们那么的热闹。希望有时间时大家又可以一起聚聚!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;至于我的big project也终于大功告成! 它们的主人也应该有开心惊喜和感动到骨吧? 嘻嘻~ 记得要一起努力拼啦大肥猪! 最近发现了自己的听觉有少许退步后还瞒忧郁的。应该是耳机搞的祸吧~ 希望过一段时间后听觉会恢复吧。但老师明明说过耳朵的敏感度一旦弱了就不能补救，因为某某细胞不会再生长。惨了:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;家人与身边的朋友都说我很瘦，还经常问我有什么秘诀。方法是有的，毕竟我知道它的功能是健康而同时又可以帮我们达到个人的标准身材。埃~ 但我总是不知如何分享给大家。之前的我是肉肉的。记得2年前有尝试过五天完全禁食，一天三餐就只靠喝liqua health。当时尝试是因为一时贪玩想清肠，但看见食物不能吃是真的真的真的会疯掉! 那五天后的确是瘦了，但第六天一吃东西后就立刻打回原形。这证明了为了要减肥而不吃是行不通的，反而会折磨自己和伤身。至于我的手脚会变成今天这样营养不良的瘦是因为时常不定时吃，饿坏了肚子搞到胃口不好，然后就一天少吃几餐。而且我喜欢这里吃饱不久那里就睡着，所以就只是tummy特别有肥肉。不知有没有人发现它。其实现在每天上课都需要爬楼梯和走路，我很想借这个机会喝silver8来帮我提高腿的肌肉， 好让它们不要看起来那么的脆弱嘛。但是我不是懒就是忘记，不然就没时间。真是头痛，连妈咪怎样催都还是那个字: 懒。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;好啦，报告完毕! 晚安!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7978443630406996491-1912665714083102420?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1912665714083102420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/01/oolala-psych-course-foundation-6b-11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/1912665714083102420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/1912665714083102420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/01/oolala-psych-course-foundation-6b-11.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-2309992611310215760</id><published>2011-01-06T01:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T10:06:08.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"&gt;Glad that my orientation is over! Long hours of sitting and listening to almost the same repeating procedures about administration and stuffs like that really kills. But somehow, some of the talks given by the speakers actually brought up one important point. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;University life should be lively.&lt;/span&gt; And it depends on us to whether make it alive or just living through another experience. This statement triggered my memories back in school when I actively participated in activities with friends, especially during my last year. It felt pretty awesome how things work that way. And I agree that university is for sure another new experience that we will be going through, but at the same time, we should make it fun as well ! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"&gt;Timetable for this semester is very satisfying because friday is a holiday! Now have to pray that I'm able to grab the slots tomorrow. And well, I guess psych students will be pretty well relax in this semester compared to business students, where their timetable is quite hectic. Poor them :( Taking up psych course is really interesting! Especially the electives available! But thinking of the challenges, I'm afraid I couldn't cope with it. So, extra efforts are needed! Like constant readings, etc. Hopefully la~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"&gt;Alright, classes starting on this coming monday! I'm looking forward it! ;D&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/7978443630406996491-2309992611310215760?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2309992611310215760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/01/glad-that-my-orientation-is-over-long.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/2309992611310215760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/2309992611310215760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/01/glad-that-my-orientation-is-over-long.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-5260375836577577048</id><published>2011-01-02T02:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T10:18:56.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;今天就用华语来update吧 :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;本来我是计划今天要下melaka诳街的。身边的朋友都说那边的衣服鞋子食物很一级棒! 而且quality也不错的叻! 听起来真让我sam yuk yuk。因为我plan不好，时间又很急，最后今天我们五人就去了ichiban 吃免费餐哈哈! 多谢papa那幸运伟大的双手啦~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;回家前，b带了我们到他表哥朋友昨天新开张的&lt;a href="http://www.luvclothez.com/"&gt;boutique&lt;/a&gt;去买衣服。这间店本来是online shop，但现在租了一个单位店。Cheras的朋友可以去参观参观，可以省下postage fees。衣服款式满不错，价钱也满满意。下午在那里买了2件衣，连本来没有打算买衣的leng也选了一套dress! 哈哈哈哈~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;晚上因为家里的车全都出去了，而我又想剪修我这一头浓密的发。自己懒的走路，就建议妈咪说开爸爸那公司van出。一上车，发现是manual的。我以为就走路算了，但妈咪却start engine。谁知在车里搞了十分钟，车子还是原地不动。只是向前向后走了几步，然后车就死火。现在想回死火的那个感觉还真恐怖即笑死人。整辆车就是向前跳了3下~ 哈哈哈哈哈哈! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;叹~最近发现自己每天都在为了小事而烦恼。不然就不断地contradict着自己，也搞不清楚到底要的是什么。人就一直好累好辛苦。最惨的是，我竟然开始有一点anti-social，每次只想要你在我左右。好想到海滩静听海浪和风的声音啊~ 没有烦恼的。好啦，我真的是时候独立一点了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;希望我能! :)&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/7978443630406996491-5260375836577577048?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5260375836577577048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/01/update-melaka-quality-sam-yuk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/5260375836577577048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/5260375836577577048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2011/01/update-melaka-quality-sam-yuk.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-3775484439492460306</id><published>2010-12-31T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T11:23:09.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"&gt;Heluu, I'm home from the NYE party while bigfatb and the others are having their second round at friend's house. The double eyelids on my left eyes is pretty annoying. It's like not only I couldnt open my eyes big, but I also get tired easily. Well, first day of 2011 feels like another ordinary day to live through. But when I think seriously, oh gosh. It's another brand new year! It's a good start to achieve more challenges and mark down another memorable 2011 !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"&gt;Looking back in 2010, it was a year filled with a mixture of happiness, fear, pressure, emotional days, etc. It's always a mixture isn't it? Right now, I could only think of the extreme happiness I had and the extreme under pressure days dealing with assignments of subjects I dislike. GAWD I've gone through the hard days! for now~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"&gt;I couldn't predict what's gonna happen this year. But the facts are, one by one people are gonna leave very soon. I'm entering degree. I'm facing new challenges in my relationship. It feels like time is so limited now! :X Frankly speaking, saya memang sangat takut menghadapi kedatangannya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"&gt;Although new year resolutions do not work well on me, but still I have just jotted down a few for this year! Have a brand new year ahead too peeps! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7978443630406996491-3775484439492460306?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3775484439492460306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/12/heluu-im-home-from-nye-party-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/3775484439492460306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/3775484439492460306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/12/heluu-im-home-from-nye-party-while.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-5218483473576841646</id><published>2010-12-28T02:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T11:40:29.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Results finally out this morning! Super relieved that I'm officially graduated from foundation. Now moving a step further to degree. It maybe tougher? I feel so old suddenly. The clock is tickling away every seconds that I'm afraid 3 years of uni will end in a blink of eyes. Then it will be time to go for work yada yada. Now I seriously feel old. Anyways, results was okay la. At least no fail, but still didn't manage to achieve the grade I aimed for certain subjects. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I met a old friend of mine today. We were in the same primary school back then but she's a year younger than me. I've forgotten how the hell we got so close to each other during standard six. Different grades, different classes and yet... close. Although we went into different pathways in high school, we still keep in contact. It's like we lost it, then found each other, lost again, found again, etc. It's fate maybe. Haha anyways, am really glad to meet her in person today! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Another thing that made my day productive is that I rearranged all the papers and textbooks on the table this afternoon. I had the motivation that pushed me to clear all of them right after I checked my results. Another reason was my bigfatb too. I thought today would be another boring depress day, but it turned out not bad. Now I'm off to bed! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&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/7978443630406996491-5218483473576841646?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5218483473576841646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/12/results-finally-out-this-morning-super.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/5218483473576841646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/5218483473576841646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/12/results-finally-out-this-morning-super.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-8665592569100789924</id><published>2010-12-24T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T11:40:44.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Hohoho~ Merry jingly christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;It's christmas eve today. Jam is everywhere in the evening just now. My lovely dovely big fat pigg decided to bring me out for shopping at mv and pavilion on this special eve. When my sem break just started, I had the super strong urge to do shopping! But today, I lost that 'rush'. Eventually, we only got ourselves a casual shirt at 20 bucks each. After a simple lunch, we headed to pavilion. I was hoping I could get something there. A week ago, I spotted a shirt from Forever 21. A week later, which is today, it is out of stock .__. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Then, B brought me for lunch @ Shabu One, Lot 10. Teehee, it's my favorite steamboat buffet! Unfortunately, they claimed that today is a public holiday. Thus, we couldn't get to eat at student price. Thinking back now, does christmas eve even counted as public holiday? Feels like money being corned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Had a tiring all day out. But I still feel great and happey. Plus I came home with two mini piggies hehe. Looking at them, they practically look like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;爱你, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;大&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;肥猪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7978443630406996491-8665592569100789924?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8665592569100789924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/12/hohoho-merry-jingly-christmas-its.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/8665592569100789924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/8665592569100789924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/12/hohoho-merry-jingly-christmas-its.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-6394418470328901471</id><published>2010-12-20T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T20:58:25.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;two thousand ten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt; is soon coming to an end. And here we are organizing another christmas celebration within our gang. Apart from pure celebrating the event, we took this opportunity as a gathering for us as well. Unfortunately, our peng peng still couldn't join us.. It's now her peak season for assignments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Last year, we had a awesome christmas stay over, snow at Pavilion, and what's more than SPM was over at the damn right timing. So this year, we decided to do it again! Due to the family plans some of us have, we had to brought forward our christmas plan. So, we did it a little early this time. ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;We had been planning to have turkey dinner during christmas time for god knows how many years ago. And Chef Jasumin made our dream come true this year! Not exactly turkey, but something like turkey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;(LOL!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;. She came out with a menu, and its so mouth-watering to see her lists of food she's gonna prepare that night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Here's our Chef, with a chicken. XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TQ_IdpcAwhI/AAAAAAAAAms/7GSZ12XfiFs/s320/a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552877277236216338" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;That morning, we divided the job to get ingredients. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jasumintea.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Jas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://33leng.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;leng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;, yan &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://aaronjylim.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;papa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt; went to market, while B and myself went supermarket. Luckily we went separate way, if not we wouldn't manage to reach Fairlane by noon. Once we reached, chef made us spaghetti for lunch. *winks* After lunch, some had to stuck with books while some watched movies. But guess what the chef was doing? Hahaha she was busying washing chopping chicken, veges, etc. We all got really bored soon, hence, we played cards, then camwhored, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TQ_IlLi4hoI/AAAAAAAAAm0/5wGH1vs99zo/s320/b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552877406650926722" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;In the evening, chef started her cooking. And we did help out abit of here and there. One by one, the food were prepared. And god knows how suffered we were to nonstop inhaling the freaking good smell of food. It was like you see it, but you cannot have it. GRRRR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Dinner were prepared as soon as our boss kww arrived. We then made our way to Pavilion for the snow and pressie hunting for yan and our boss. The crowd was huge, although the so called snow is made up of soap. Haha, people were still happy snapping with the decorations around at the entrance of the mall. So did we! :) As soon as that ended, another god knows how hungry we were. Very quickly, we walked back to Fairlane and heated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;up the food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Guess what our chef prepared for the dinner? From g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;arden salad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt; to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;butter rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt; to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;roasted chicken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt; to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;mushroom soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt; to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;mashed potatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;. Everything self-made. AND THEY TASTED LIKE BOMB I SWEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TQ_JECX0wLI/AAAAAAAAAm8/IRSnKfjhNZA/s320/c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552877936764567730" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TQ_JSh-CzjI/AAAAAAAAAnE/oL-aTY-q_DQ/s320/d.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552878185764539954" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;No doubt we were veryy hungry, but I insisted to take a group picture first. &gt;&lt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TQ_KqlvNQYI/AAAAAAAAAnM/5H6LOg6mI6E/s320/e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552879698604540290" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;After photo session, we ate in silent. Totally silent that 'nom nom nom' is the only thing we heard. Too hungry to even say a word. We managed to finished everything very soon, including the chicken. Left everything unclean on the dining table and had our pressie exchange time! hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TQ_RsrvKcPI/AAAAAAAAAnU/LxU7xWydznE/s320/f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552887431156101362" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;We had to go through so many rounds because one of us kept getting back own pressie. Last year, I got papa's friendship photo frame. This year, I got leng's candle. C: We were so hyped up by then, immediately we took a group picture again before the string spray war starts. And again, we had to take so many shots due to the lack of self control to 'revenge' and start the game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TQ_TtZa5hEI/AAAAAAAAAnc/NbFXSmA5SaU/s320/g.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552889642442392642" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;The night then ended with the room filled with string sprays all over the curtains, the bags, the bed, the wall, and not to mention the entire floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TQ_VPTKO-uI/AAAAAAAAAnk/JkB8h0bXPqA/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552891324389063394" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;The fun moment only lasted like one minute I guess. Just too fast haha. Then only we realized the mess that we've made. It's about time for some of them to leave, so papa sent them back home. The remaining of us cleaned up the mess. Kww and B swept, mopped, wiped, and even brushed the floor because it was so difficult to clean off. Apart from that, they even washed the toilet and mopped the entire house. On the other hand, I cleaned up the plates and cooking utensils. LOL, a brilliant way to digest the food that we had earlier.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;I would say, the celebration turned out not so bad after all. For sure this marked another good m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;emories in each of us. Hmm, maybe next year we shall have something different. *winks* Had a great night, great dinner, great memories. I know our chef was real tired, we appreciate it! alot! Thanks Jassie and your awesome cooking! &lt;3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;4 days to christmas and very soon, new year eve will be here and here we come another awesome day to welcome a brand new year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;two thousand eleven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;! Hope you guys have a jolly christmas out there! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TQ_eZqRPtkI/AAAAAAAAAn0/r1a_GOjTQdc/s320/merry%2Bxmas%2521.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552901397995828802" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  font-weight: normal; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  font-weight: bold; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;(in advance!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7978443630406996491-6394418470328901471?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6394418470328901471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/12/year-two-thousand-one-is-soon-coming-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/6394418470328901471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/6394418470328901471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/12/year-two-thousand-one-is-soon-coming-to.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TQ_IdpcAwhI/AAAAAAAAAms/7GSZ12XfiFs/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-6271802281295475785</id><published>2010-12-13T02:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T11:41:50.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Karma? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;What I am feeling now is maybe how you felt back then. This has been bothering me for quite some time. But I chose to avoid the topic because I didn't want to fail any of the plans that you've made. I might be the one acting over sensitive. No worries. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;On the other note, I feel my life so dull and fail for the very first time. It feels like nothing turns out the way I want it to be after all the efforts. It feels like I can't even handle myself. It feels like I'm a total failure in life. Plenty of things I'm considering at. Previously, I was so down over friends. Just when it is turning much better now, other problems started to pop out. What I'm doing now, is just spreading partial of my focus into something interesting and something that has to do with my life, my future. But in one week time, everything else changes too. The rope is like loosen up, and I'm left behind floating alone in the middle of nowhere. No, I really can't take this anymore. I just notice, the more I say, the more complicated things are, the more people I hurt. Myself and here are the best place somehow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Sorry, ngok.&lt;/span&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/7978443630406996491-6271802281295475785?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6271802281295475785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/12/karma-what-i-am-feeling-now-is-maybe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/6271802281295475785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/6271802281295475785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/12/karma-what-i-am-feeling-now-is-maybe.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-3928874040103079975</id><published>2010-12-10T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T11:42:03.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I've officially completed my foundation course this afternoon. I'm still super worry for my PR paper because I know I didn't do well. God please just let me pass 16% of the paper and I'm over it! I'm now also getting ready myself to face the fact (that I fail the subject) when the time comes. As for the other two papers that I'd sat, I did my best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;So, I have about two weeks more of holidays on my hand. I'm still thinking of how to spend my break wisely. I wanna do something meaningful and not waste time. Of course, a few outings with friends. Talking about outings, surprised to see me here blogging on a last-exam-day and a friday night? Haha, need not to surprise people. I'm just here... at home... seeking for rest and silence. Friends are enjoying their wonderful night at pyramid. Oh you know what? Most of us in the gang actually sat for our last final paper for the semester although everyone is in different courses. Great. Now we can have fun without worries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I lost my mood to continue writing. Alrite, time to pack my stuffs for tomorrow. Have a great holidays ahead peeps! ;)&lt;/span&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/7978443630406996491-3928874040103079975?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3928874040103079975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/12/finals-for-my-last-semester-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/3928874040103079975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/3928874040103079975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/12/finals-for-my-last-semester-in.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-2852537893343077483</id><published>2010-12-04T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T08:00:10.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;At this point of my life, I'm confused. I mean, I was glad I found my interest in psych and actually knew my pathway before I enter college, which is why I've enrolled myself in the foundation program in HELP. Now I'm almost completing my foundation program and gonna enter degree in less than a month! But all in sudden, I doubt whether should I really go for psych course next year. It had me thinking quite awhile and did research on other courses available. I was thinking, in foundation, I've taken psych, marketing, PR, human comm as my electives. Out of all these, I found myself doing good and interested in psych and marketing. Human communication was quite common sense whereas PR was a big no no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Eliminate econs, eliminate accounts, and what's left? Yes, I thought of mass comm, specifically marketing communication. So, I glance through their subjects in the brochure. Hmm, everything revolves around advertising, media, maybe public speaking, a little bit of marketing, and even FILM! Sounds interesting, sounds cool. But I doubt I can handle them SINCE I dislike PR and I think marcomm has similarity to PR.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;After circulating one big round of my own interest, I decided to think again on psychology. The subjects, I'm fine and I think I can handle them! Most importantly, I have interest in it! I supposed I'm ready to deep myself in psych field. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;But...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7978443630406996491-2852537893343077483?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2852537893343077483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/12/at-this-point-of-life-im-confused.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/2852537893343077483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/2852537893343077483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/12/at-this-point-of-life-im-confused.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-8044036222529418124</id><published>2010-12-03T01:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T09:47:53.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Well, I just had dinner with the same old gang of people again and I don't remember what brought us to the topic about outdoor activities. And all in sudden, we got so excited in the restaurant haha. Let's list out a few here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TPkh_hYEzsI/AAAAAAAAAmM/qqsng64dl94/s320/j.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546501791258300098" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;I personally love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;hiking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt; a lot. I'm fine at going up hills, but definitely not coming down since I dare not to slide fast like how others would prefer. And usually I got all my muscle ache and pain on my knees due to over dependent on the energy on knees. Remember the leadership camp that I went to in July? Even though the one in camp was not really counted as rock climbing, I realized I love r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;ock climbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt; too. haha~ I've tried wall climbing once during my high school, but I don't think I like it. The wall is so flat, and you need hell lot of energy on both your arms to hold on yourself when you're 'hanging' on the wall. So, exception for wall climbing yeah. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Next is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;white water rafting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;! Oh god, I've also tried this once in my life and I found it so interesting! I remembered I was so shit scared of it the week before I go for the camp, worrying I would sink in the water since I don't know swimming! But yeah, after trying it, I ask for more now. hahaha~ I miss this seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TPkh61l5KiI/AAAAAAAAAmE/WVe27Scllx0/s320/h.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546501710785620514" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;360 degree turn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;, tried it as well but dare not to try much again. I just don't like the feeling of your butt leaving the coaster sit. It doesn't feels good at all. It makes you wanna puke, and feels like you're gonna fall off to the ground at anytime. Maybe I could still accept those minor type of these, but definitely not those big big ones. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TPkhw8FAFhI/AAAAAAAAAl8/0n7bcI4LdIs/s320/g.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546501540728018450" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Alright, the following types of activities are too challenging and... I haven't tried them before... and might not try it in future as well. Who knows.. :) For me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;bungee jumping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;skydiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;, and others activities that involves flying in the air are way too challenging. Some people wish to fly like birds, without any controls and problems. But I'm definitely not one of them. I dislike the feeling of flying high up in the sky, and in super high velocity. It's just so scary, agree? IF one fine day my guard is up, I would definitely try them! Sometimes we need some 'breaking point' in life isn't it? LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TPkhsWboeNI/AAAAAAAAAl0/TbOpylRreoU/s320/f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546501461902915794" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TPkhJdEfLoI/AAAAAAAAAlM/4NjU8tMDsdI/s320/a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546500862389464706" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TPkheFewhFI/AAAAAAAAAlk/c2HMkHleagQ/s320/d.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546501216834454610" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Boo me. I've never tried &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;pirate ship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt; before although they say Genting Theme Park has one. Erm, I didn't even spot it in there. :/ They say its not scary but hmm, I remembered I shouted like crazy on a ferris wheel few years back. The way it imba makes me feels like falling to the ground at anytime again. Anyhow, I would love to try on a pirate ship one day hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TPkhjgcA1mI/AAAAAAAAAls/i1wmdnFcAUY/s320/e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546501309970044514" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Zorbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;, I find it quite interesting through one of my friend's VNR in our PR assignments. It doesn't look scary to me. Will definitely try it too! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 195px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TPkhNS2rVWI/AAAAAAAAAlU/01tJ1nn0N2E/s320/b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546500928366663010" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;I'm very amazed with people who dare to try on activities like bungee jump, which I have no guard to try on yet. Some people even sees these as an enjoyment or even a way to release stress. It sometimes makes me feel like a failure to afraid of trying them. I'm sure it feels pretty good when I manage to overcome my biggest fear (except on THE animal). All I can say is, never try never know. Water rafting was a good good example. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7978443630406996491-8044036222529418124?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8044036222529418124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/12/well-i-just-had-dinner-with-same-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/8044036222529418124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/8044036222529418124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/12/well-i-just-had-dinner-with-same-old.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TPkh_hYEzsI/AAAAAAAAAmM/qqsng64dl94/s72-c/j.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-8696103759749821563</id><published>2010-11-27T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T07:03:01.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Hi peeps! I'm finally blogging. haha :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;I've been really busy with assignments. Thank god they're now officially over. Exactly one more week till final, and that's the end of my foundation course! Seriously, exams have not even started but outings have already well planned. HAHA, thats normal isn't it? Anyways, november has been a real tough month for me. There are so many november babies! I mean, one of them is enough to make me broke. But, I have three of them all in this month. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;First was my college friend, Min's birthday. Had a simple outings at mv right after our last midterm exam day. Not to mention also that I had my first ghost movie in theatre with them. haha~ Next is dearest papa's and followed by yan's birthdays. Although these made a huge big hole in my wallet, luckily I've my baby&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt; to support my financial crisis.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt; Another way is that I've been cutting down my expenses on food recently. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;Just when I'm having my down time, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is here! DAMN, I'm in serious dilemma now. Keep me away from mall. Otherwise, I'll suffer much since I have no cash with me yet I have BIG craving on accessories, heels, dresses, shirts, and so much more currently! t______________t Helppppp, anyone? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;And u know what's the best part of all these? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;I smell cash flowing out like river water again next month! Anyhow, I'm seriously looking forward the genting trip, christmas party, and new year eve! *WINK* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;Can I have more pocket money papa? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/7978443630406996491-8696103759749821563?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8696103759749821563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/11/hi-peeps-im-finally-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/8696103759749821563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/8696103759749821563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/11/hi-peeps-im-finally-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-2745388905247984677</id><published>2010-11-11T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T10:08:52.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;People get together and break up. Previously, when this happens to my friends, all I could do is hold their back and let them express themselves. At least they would feel better after so. But deep down my heart, I don't really know how hurtful it is. Everyone has different stories in life, same does relationships. Perhaps that is why I don't understand. One thing I know for sure is that letting go someone you love is tough but its possible to happen. People say it takes time to heal.. because only that could enable us to keep thinking, and eventually willing to accept the fact as day passes by. One fine day, we'll look back at how shitty we were at that point, and laugh at the naiveness we had. These are just part of the process that we go through in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;The feeling of falling in love can be so dramatic, so lovely, that everyone like how it feels. For me, falling in love can be so angelic and torturing. The unsure feeling of how someone feels towards ourselves makes us think even more. The more we avoid thinking of it, the more frequent he/she will pop in and out of our mind. It may have enabled me to live in fantasy and dream a little, but honestly, I hated those feelings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;I'm happy that I don't have to feel that way anymore. I'm in love and need not to wonder around how he feels about me. But no matter how stable a relationship is, there will always be fear, doubts, and arguments. These are good to happen, but not too much and too aggressive. I don't want either of us get hurt. Because I know it will take us forever to let go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;Not to worry, my friends. Everything's fine. This post is just my random piece of thoughts. ;)&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/7978443630406996491-2745388905247984677?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2745388905247984677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/11/people-get-together-and-break-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/2745388905247984677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/2745388905247984677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/11/people-get-together-and-break-up.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-1596971239896602410</id><published>2010-11-04T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T08:49:53.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;I attended a funeral at night yesterday. In the evening, I received a call from jassie telling that he passed away. Of cancer. I brought along laptop, and off to eleng's house with b to meet up with others immediately. I was fine till I reach Nirvana. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;I mean, when I received the call, I was shocked. We just left school a year, and things happened. I remember his lame jokes always squeezed us a little, especially when he gives out tips for exams. In his class, not much of us paid attention. But whenever we approach him, he is so wise to explain to us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Standing next to the coffin, I had lots of flashbacks. I broke down. Haven't got the chance to meet him in person after we left school, and I never thought I would have to pay my last respects to him today. Besides that, it also reminds me of my grandma. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;For me, I never realize until something hit me. To be honest, I'm quite afraid deep down. Maybe because I heard of too much things about death recently. I don't wanna wake up in the morning and receive another call like this. I wanna live to the fullest while I'm still alive. I wanna make less arguments, more tolerant and appreciate people for who they are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;Rest in peace, Mr. Tan.&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/7978443630406996491-1596971239896602410?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1596971239896602410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-attended-funeral-at-night-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/1596971239896602410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/1596971239896602410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-attended-funeral-at-night-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-3895441358996278716</id><published>2010-10-24T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T07:28:51.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;I feel like a failure. In family, in relationship, in friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;I really am perhaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Misunderstandings, I'm not sure whether its the best to tell the truth or just keep everything with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;It's hard to swallow. It's so difficult to live on. I've been thinking, why god creates human and enable us to think. Otherwise, lives would be less complicated and everyone of us will live naively and happily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;Tears doesn't solve problems, it only helps to express the inner feeling of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;I wanna end the sorrow, the depression, the sadness in me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;I need you.&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/7978443630406996491-3895441358996278716?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3895441358996278716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-feel-like-failure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/3895441358996278716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/3895441358996278716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-feel-like-failure.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-4947894346125059833</id><published>2010-10-07T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T03:46:10.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;College work is stressing me out so badly. Assignments and midterm, same old stories. Also, I'm suffering from extreme tiredness recently. During break in college, I could just go into sleep in few minutes. Oh no, why am I so tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;I got a bad news today. My PR product launch has been brought forward to saturday morning. Damn, it was supposed to be next week! Time to get it done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;I'm looking very forward till coming saturday night, where I just wanna relax, and have fun to the max before another hectic week comes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Till then. ;)&lt;/span&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/7978443630406996491-4947894346125059833?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4947894346125059833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/10/college-work-is-stressing-me-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/4947894346125059833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/4947894346125059833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/10/college-work-is-stressing-me-out.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-8315079048975028328</id><published>2010-10-01T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T23:27:07.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;I'm starting to stress up. Quizzes over, and assignments hit in. It is the fifth week of the semester already. Exam schedule was out yesterday and we only have three weeks till then. Oh no, stress stress!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Anyways, baby and I were so into the steamboat b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;uffet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; at Shabu One, Lot 10 recently. We were so insane that we visited the same restaurant again at least once a week for three weeks in a row. Yesterday, we dined in at there again at 7ish, and we were kind of starving after the good swim. I tend to get a little high each tim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;e during the first half of our meal. I'd totally no idea why. I was so full, and yet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;kept laughin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;g on silly stuffs. They say I consumed too much sugar. haha may&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;be. So&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;, I en&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;ded up having all the air entered my stomach and it was exactly like a pumpe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;d-air balloon. I hardly sit, hardly walk, and hardly breathe. I should've cont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;rolled myself. L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;esson learnt. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;My mission of the day was, to clear all the prawns served there! I've strong passion towards prawns, don't play play! But half way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; happily eating,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; I was afraid that my cholesterol level would go high. Don't play play as well! Then I st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;opped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; being cruel to the prawns. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Look how tempting they are. Slrrrrp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TKTJGreBKyI/AAAAAAAAAkE/hRK8LBycVWs/s320/c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522760159648099106" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TKTIwAzghtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/osyMvjKyNHo/s320/a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522759770238387922" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TKTI9PuTXSI/AAAAAAAAAj8/1gVRmSvImbM/s320/b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522759997581384994" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TKTJYpw8mRI/AAAAAAAAAkU/jA8ttG3xVSM/s320/e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522760468428265746" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TKV0hAS-LUI/AAAAAAAAAkk/GU4zGwT6tCk/s320/g.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522948628403858754" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Apart from solely seafood, we were also being very healthy to eat vege. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TKTKAnzWofI/AAAAAAAAAkc/WtlNwQdJbN4/s320/f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522761155096257010" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Not to forget also that there were quite a variety of desserts. I personally love this one alot! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TKV2My1GzyI/AAAAAAAAAk0/FjxQO4I79O8/s320/i.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522950480214806306" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;The hungry baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TKV1CjkHltI/AAAAAAAAAks/zZcEOUS3EDc/s320/h.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522949204806702802" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Headed back to Fairlane after dinner. We were all worn out, yet so full at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TKV7b90XzRI/AAAAAAAAAk8/qLKTGAaqgf8/s320/j.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522956238420692242" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TKV75cwaUgI/AAAAAAAAAlE/tjln2GozAjc/s320/p.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522956744941785602" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;The next morning, I woke up feeling still so full. We shall stop visiting the place for some time. The food is nice, but dine in once a week can really cause phobia to it. So yeah, no more shabu till then! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:13px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:13px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7978443630406996491-8315079048975028328?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8315079048975028328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-starting-to-stress-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/8315079048975028328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/8315079048975028328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-starting-to-stress-up.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TKTJGreBKyI/AAAAAAAAAkE/hRK8LBycVWs/s72-c/c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-4792104319975709467</id><published>2010-09-28T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T07:49:29.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TKHlEcKxE2I/AAAAAAAAAjs/cbZVmN3bYns/s320/k.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521946482576528226" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;We share, we argue, we learn. That's us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Everything that we had gone through in the past 7 months, they made us realize. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You show me the love, you prove it to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm glad I found you bee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Hand in hand, we'll hold each other till forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7978443630406996491-4792104319975709467?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4792104319975709467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/09/we-share-we-learn-we-argue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/4792104319975709467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/4792104319975709467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/09/we-share-we-learn-we-argue.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TKHlEcKxE2I/AAAAAAAAAjs/cbZVmN3bYns/s72-c/k.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-8706895737538593424</id><published>2010-09-27T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T05:49:35.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;I've always wanted to go for a hike at Broga Hill, ever since my first sem break. Everyone is talking about the place nowadays and many of them went before! I thought I would have to wait till my december holiday to go there. BUT! Two weeks back, on a Thursday night, I came home and sis told that she was planning to go there with friends that weekend. Guess what stroke my mind immediately? Hehe, my chance has finally came. Since baby and I had plans with papa over the weekend, I tagged along both of them with me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;We came home from Fairlane at 11pm, slept at 1am, woke up at 3am. Both the men were already waiting right infront of my door gate and yet, I was still dreaming in my sleep. I never get ready on time. Tsk tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Had our breakfast at the mamak outside my place. Half of the roti pisang at 4am seemed so full on me. Then, met up with sis friends at cheras and there we go. The journey took around 40 minutes to reach. Not so bad right. Baby wanted to remember the route but failed, because they went through kampung area. So many turns, so confusing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;12 of us, in the middle of the road at 5ish in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TKDIvHhQsEI/AAAAAAAAAik/8x1Pbby-IqU/s320/o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521633854954188866" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;The way to the starting point was really dark. After a short distance, this was where the climbing started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TKDI4chMuaI/AAAAAAAAAis/iXi1xqZ1njI/s320/a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521634015209896354" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Although the way up was dark, but I loved how it felt to hike in such situation, with grasses taller than you around. Not to mention also the breeze. Because the hill is so high, half way through when we stopped awhile at one of the peaks, we could feel the breeze blowing so gently on our faces. The wind was like free and natural air-conditional. Haha, love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;The last part to the highest peak, we had to climb over big rocks with ropes. Liked that part, although it was scary. I'm strong haha! It was almost 7am when we reached the peak, but surrounding was still kind of dark. Took the time to snap pictures while waiting for sun rise. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 164px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TKDM-rpz3II/AAAAAAAAAi0/82kqb6SOfIM/s320/c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521638520398273666" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 295px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TKDNM8fu5NI/AAAAAAAAAjE/jgHJcqX67sk/s320/e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521638765437576402" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;This is really random. (LOL!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TKDNFyfOOnI/AAAAAAAAAi8/wSlbP1YhL2U/s320/d.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521638642491996786" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Unfortunately, we didn't manage to see sunrise. It was blocked away by thick clouds. But we stayed up there for quite long. Felt so relax and great laying down on the rock and chit chatting with them. Sis friends were all so humorous. You'll get squeezed every minutes.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;The scenery we got to see up at the peak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TKDRcXJimsI/AAAAAAAAAjM/M2CQjXR7nNI/s320/t.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521643428336802498" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TKDRhneXHII/AAAAAAAAAjU/meb05N_H53w/s320/r.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521643518618442882" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Till the sky got brighter, we ate bread with tuna as our breakfast. Thanks tonge for supplying the food. :D Before we headed down the hill, took this to prove that we all got up to the puncak successfully. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TKDT2gcqilI/AAAAAAAAAjc/JTmRjkJyj20/s320/b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521646076532787794" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Reached home at 10am, took our shower and there we headed to kentut's house for his home made pan mee. Three of us were kind of starving and we thought the food would be served readily once we got there, but the truth was, he didn't even start cooking yet because he wanted us to help out. Smart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TKHe_PwataI/AAAAAAAAAjk/iNn54-nmLe8/s320/z.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521939796275672482" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;We only got to eat after an hour of waiting. But I loved the soup. Tasted so healthy hehe. Credits to our Chef K! ;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;I miss the view, the breeze, the hiking at Broga. When are we going there again? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7978443630406996491-8706895737538593424?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8706895737538593424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/09/ive-always-wanted-to-go-for-hike-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/8706895737538593424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/8706895737538593424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/09/ive-always-wanted-to-go-for-hike-at.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TKDIvHhQsEI/AAAAAAAAAik/8x1Pbby-IqU/s72-c/o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-8766958727420127134</id><published>2010-09-15T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T10:57:22.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;One heart alone is not enough to hold up and keep too many things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;I name everything as problem recently. I see problems, I think them as a problems, as a part of my burdens. They bother so much that I dream of them in my sleep every night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;It's so hard to express. Somehow, this is the only place where I can throw my feelings and inner thoughts that no one ever understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;But why am I here now, no idea how to put them in words?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;Sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;All this while, I've been trying so hard to stay strong. Sometimes even prefer to be silent, because I only want to share happiness with others, not to give worries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;At the end of the day, I guess I'm the one who is pretending. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;I'm tired, so tired. :')&lt;/span&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/7978443630406996491-8766958727420127134?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8766958727420127134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/09/one-heart-alone-is-not-enough-to-hold.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/8766958727420127134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/8766958727420127134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/09/one-heart-alone-is-not-enough-to-hold.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-1993870021553903114</id><published>2010-09-13T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T10:07:23.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;I lost myself. Have been switching from blogs to blogs for the past hour. And now, I'm still clicking and reading blogs. It's not that I have nothing to do; I do have. PR plan for film making, revision for marketing, etc. But I'm just here, procrastinating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;Something is in my mind right now. I can't get it off. &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/7978443630406996491-1993870021553903114?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1993870021553903114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-lost-myself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/1993870021553903114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/1993870021553903114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-lost-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-8644120586305660375</id><published>2010-09-11T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T09:46:45.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TIuxDwrWBwI/AAAAAAAAAiU/2AnRxbSPr4g/s320/P1000417.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515696846809728770" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;On Raya Day, we went to Sepang Gold Coast upon my request since I have always wanted to pay a visit to beach so badly but time is always the major problem. A week earlier I came across a post in a blog showing pictures of the beach. So relaxing, and so beachy. So, I asked him to bring me there, tagged along papa and my sis! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Frankly, I was so looking forward the day. But when we got there, it was a huge disappointment. Bro told that it is a private place if we wanna have good activities there. But I thought we could at least go to the sea and feel the nice sea breeze there. But everything turned out the opposite. Because we have basically nothing at all to do there, we refused to wait for the sunset and left the place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Headed our way to Puchong to dine at a recommended shabu shabu I Love You steamboat restaurant. 30 bucks per head and the food was satisfying. Despite the disappointment that we had about the beach, at least the food made our day. I had pretty much of bbq and steamboat-like kind of food recently. But it was my first time I walked off the restaurant feeling as if my tummy is going to burst out at any second. The ABC soup served there is highly recommended because it tasted slurrrrp~ so yummy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TIuxX2RANDI/AAAAAAAAAic/dE-5DS6mU1w/s320/P1000444.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515697191907243058" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;After dinner, we went over Fairlane and had a good night swim. And you know what, I'm so happy I can finally swim! with a water ball hugged tightly with me. hahahahaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Went home feeling super tired although I pigged in the car on the way back. Big thank you to papa, being a driver of the day driving us up and down, east and west! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Have a good weekend ahead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7978443630406996491-8644120586305660375?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8644120586305660375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/09/on-raya-day-we-went-to-sepang-gold.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/8644120586305660375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/8644120586305660375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/09/on-raya-day-we-went-to-sepang-gold.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TIuxDwrWBwI/AAAAAAAAAiU/2AnRxbSPr4g/s72-c/P1000417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-7695439666621638450</id><published>2010-09-09T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T09:39:12.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TIj-aI0ovQI/AAAAAAAAAhk/eiO2fx_0j70/s1600/StoolPigeonMovieReview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TIj-aI0ovQI/AAAAAAAAAhk/eiO2fx_0j70/s320/StoolPigeonMovieReview.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514937468713483522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Heard most of my friends commented that Step Up 3 is awesome in 3D. The dancers are like dancing in your eyes. You know, we always got so triggered by these beautiful comments which we will then catch it in cinema as soon as possible. So we went mid valley wanted to watch the movie, but eventually we decided to watch Stool Pigeon. The movie is about stool pigeons who help police to break cases. The movie started off so aggressively, scenes like people being chased over and chopped with parang. Errrh, too much for a girl right. Although pirahna has blood scenes throughout the movie, but I think stool pigeon is much more disgusting and scary. Imagine the fear in you and the pain on those injuries, yet you still need to run for your life. Eeeee :/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Overall, its a good movie though. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7978443630406996491-7695439666621638450?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7695439666621638450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/09/heard-most-of-my-friends-commented-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/7695439666621638450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/7695439666621638450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/09/heard-most-of-my-friends-commented-that.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TIj-aI0ovQI/AAAAAAAAAhk/eiO2fx_0j70/s72-c/StoolPigeonMovieReview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-3907630261186447381</id><published>2010-09-06T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T04:02:21.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Lets talk about the subjects that I'm taking this sem. I have attended classes for all three subjects- Stats, Marketing, PR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Stats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt; is quite easy, but the class sometimes makes me doze off. The topics are too dry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Marketing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt; is so far not bad, just it requires so much of our concentrations during the lessons. Whereas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;PR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;, is taught by the same lecturer as human comm. Teaching style is still similar as last sem, except the course works for PR are much more interesting and challenging compared to human comm, and the lecturer comes to class so punctually! :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Moral results were out this afternoon. I got a C, while b passed it. I can officially conclude that both of us passed through all 5 subjects last semester. I think this semester we would knock off the remaining subjects too. Lets get the hard works started! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Life in college has been turning from fantasy in the beginning of the year into sort of hell today. I don't find my place anymore, and I don't even want to have one there. To be honest, I used to feel lucky because I have my own gang of friends whom I could hang out with all the time. But sooner, I started to see through some of the true faces behind the masks. At one point, I was so naive that I kept giving chances hoping the friendship can be fixed back. But you know what? Things gone worst. Bad things happened over and over again until it went beyond the limit. Now, chances are over. I've decided to step back. I may lose friends but at least I don't have to be fake and I don't have to see attitudes everyday. &lt;/span&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/7978443630406996491-3907630261186447381?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3907630261186447381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/09/lets-talk-about-subjects-that-im-taking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/3907630261186447381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/3907630261186447381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/09/lets-talk-about-subjects-that-im-taking.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-5523487870272127618</id><published>2010-09-02T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T07:10:15.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;I have dreams. In order to make my dreams come true, I have to be patient and don't get knock down easily by obstacles. One time fail, there is always a second time. And you know what? Chances are always around us. It all depends on us whether to grab it wisely. My first and foremost aim, or should I say the target that I'm having currently, is my biggest and toughest dream to achieve in my life. It is to reduce my parents' burden, as in their investment in my studies. I would love to take up the burden that they are having now. Not whole, but partial of it. You may say, its so impossible! But I honestly, seriously, sees the chances that I have to achieve the dream in this business. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Like I said in the previous post, I have considered a whole wide area of committing in this work. I have faith, and the strong urge in myself that have pushed me to the commitment. Besides, I do gain knowledge and motivation from each of the meet up. You don't have to trust my words, because when the time comes, you'll eventually agree with me. Really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Say marketing class, I had my first lesson today. Throughout the lesson, I could tell that I related it to my business. It worked in my brain automatically, because the concepts were so true that I have a good example of a company that fulfills it. I felt great. Really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Ever since I committed, I actually felt something in my life. I'm no longer feeling empty and lost in everyday life. It's like I have a goal that is waiting me to achieve. The previous me, I study, I plan outings. Whereas today, I'm still carrying out the same routine, but with a goal. I do feel great living that way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;I'm not here to promote about it, but these are just my feelings. I have adopted to rejections from people, I have get used to it. I'm proud I did not get knock down easily or give up half way through. I believe my parents feel the same. But to tell the truth, I do have bad times sometimes. I'm so motivated in the inside, but would get demotivated on the outside. It is a sure thing to happen because everything has its own risk, agree? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Different people have different perceptions. Some may see it, but some don't. I'm still finding and doing it patiently. I'm staying strong. ;)&lt;/span&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/7978443630406996491-5523487870272127618?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5523487870272127618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-have-dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/5523487870272127618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/5523487870272127618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-have-dreams.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-3047377863065641182</id><published>2010-08-30T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T15:10:07.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;PART II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;The next day, which was on Merdeka Eve, I requested b to meet me at Fairlane at dinner time. I was supposed to take lrt and meet up with papa at the station, but due to the heavy rain and my busy mama, papa picked me up at LM instead. We were a bit late from what we had planned, and the traffic made everything gone worst. We were stuck in the jam for like, 45mins! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Reached the place at 6pm! We started the preparation for the dinner immediately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Boiled, chopped, stirred, mixed, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 86px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TH1y-a8KxOI/AAAAAAAAAg8/xowWsXSUigs/s320/e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511687935680496866" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;When it comes to the can, both of us were smart enough to have no idea at all on how to make good use of the can opener. How embarrassing. So, papa went ganas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;korek-ing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt; the can while I prepared fruit salad and fried potatoes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;We expected b to got stuck in jam like how we did. I texted him to see whether he was really stuck in it, but my baby was so smart that he used alternative road in order to avoid the massive jam. I got so shocked when he replied, 'I reached.' Because only at that moment, papa had just succeeded to open the can of pasta source. I heated the source quickly, and set up the dining table. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Ten minutes later, I went down to get b up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;He opened the door, and saw the food served on the table. He was surprised, like what had been planned. Throughout the dinner, what he did was just smile, smile, and still smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TH11lk2r4UI/AAAAAAAAAhE/nYOhIYJsLBI/s320/f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511690807380009282" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;with the pasta. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TH114j_zatI/AAAAAAAAAhM/2jfs7BhGgbg/s320/j.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511691133567331026" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;the yummiest fruit salad I made X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;After dinner, I gave him a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;secret item&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt; and a handmade card done by me, which I have prepared it day and night. He spent about 15 minutes reading it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;He loves them, I'm beyond happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Then we went up to the pool and he swam with papa, while I refused to. FYI, he likes to swim, alot! From a noob in swimming last time, to knowing how to swim properly today. See the power of papa's coaching and visiting Fairlane often? I saw him swimming and jumping into the pool unusually joyful that night. I felt awesome. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;I made pasta again for supper after the swim. Slurrrrp~ :D Fifteen minutes before the clock strikes midnight, we headed up to the pool area again to wait for fireworks. It was raining cats and dogs, and we only got to see one firework released in the sky. Disappointed, but at least something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;Merdeka eve was superb this year. And there it goes, the birthday lunch and surprise dinner for his 19th birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7978443630406996491-3047377863065641182?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3047377863065641182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/08/part-ii-next-day-which-was-on-merdeka.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/3047377863065641182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/3047377863065641182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/08/part-ii-next-day-which-was-on-merdeka.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TH1y-a8KxOI/AAAAAAAAAg8/xowWsXSUigs/s72-c/e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-1204915589870689509</id><published>2010-08-29T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T15:09:35.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  font-weight: bold;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Part I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TH1r9ZPmQHI/AAAAAAAAAgk/mforJiTZYmg/s320/b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511680221463855218" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;I have made up a plan for baby's 19th birthday not long ago. The final decision was quite last minute though, and thus, some of them couldn't make it. So, only 5 of us turned up. Initially, we decided to have lunch in Shogun, OU. Papa even reserved a table for the evening. But due to some of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;not-so-good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;comments I got from sis and kentut, I eventually made last minute changes to the venue. Since we always wanted to try on korean BBQ steamboat and haven't tried any of it yet, I decided to go for the recommendation from kentut. Which is....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  font-weight: bold;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;HERE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TH1nPzfWaMI/AAAAAAAAAgU/on6guLfLzhs/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511675040188754114" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Papa was supposed to reach the place earlier in order to get the cake. But that morning, bee picked me up earlier at my place. I quickly texted papa telling him that we were on our way already. Throughout the whole journey, what b knew was just we were going to have a birthday lunch with papa and all. We were not late for the lunch at first, guess wha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;t made us late for an hour plus? Half an hour or more spent on finding a parking slot, and the remaining time was spent in Giordano, trying shirts. (it was having storewide promotion!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Papa and peng waited for our arrival at the restaurant for quite long time. When we finally reached, we grabbed food without further delay. B &amp;amp; me ate terribly fast and a lot because it was our brunch. Around 4ish, kentut joined us and we continued eating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;After our table was cleared, papa went to get ready the cake. At this very important moment, he stood up. Heading to the direction where papa was. I quickly called him. He said he wanna get some food again. I stunned. And there he continued his way. Guess what's next? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;He saw the cake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;At the end, the only surprise of the day clashed. by me. And papa ran to me with his !@#$%^&amp;amp;* face. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Anyways, the cake was then served. We sang a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;cacat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt; birthday song and there he goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TH1rl1kZIDI/AAAAAAAAAgc/fIX_QB00hkY/s320/c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511679816750407730" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt; Blew candles, made wish, cut the cake.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TH1tIRC7CEI/AAAAAAAAAgs/ksifRcAX-6A/s320/a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511681507753396290" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TH1tM7HMQSI/AAAAAAAAAg0/mnlU6bPALoM/s320/z.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511681587765068066" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TH19DfbPXvI/AAAAAAAAAhU/4gjMue4cVrg/s320/d.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511699017900187378" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;His birthday gift from me. (LOL!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;We spent like 2 hours in the restaurant before we left. The night then ended there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Oh wait, did I mention that he bought himself a sweater-like shirt and a Polo T for me from giordano sales? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7978443630406996491-1204915589870689509?l=agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1204915589870689509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-have-made-up-plan-for-babys-19th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/1204915589870689509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7978443630406996491/posts/default/1204915589870689509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlwhowantstheworld.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-have-made-up-plan-for-babys-19th.html' title=''/><author><name>The colorful closet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03493762916876667051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/TH1r9ZPmQHI/AAAAAAAAAgk/mforJiTZYmg/s72-c/b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7978443630406996491.post-5404344364328639012</id><published>2010-08-27T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T07:17:54.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/THkKlFyIkXI/AAAAAAAAAgE/Eliprj-KFWI/s1600/b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmP0Bn6TnQw/THkKlFyIkXI/AAAAAAAAAgE/Eliprj-KFWI/s320/b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510447251388404082" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;We had our one day chill at Genting on the day itself when our results released. Frankly speaking, there is nothing much to do up at that place except gambling and feeling the cold breeze on your face. The results were released at 5pm. While we were waiting the time to pass, we stayed at starbucks and watched dramas we brought. Then, we had our lunch and went to bowl for one game before getting our results. At 4.40pm, we sat infront of those beaches in front of rock climbing area trying to steal the wifi to go online. And we succeed! haha~ the process of waiting almost got us heart attack. Every moment we refresh the page, we shouted our lungs out in silent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Sem 2 was tough, but we have no fails. I'm satisfied with mine, he's satisfied with his. Happy ending. :) I'm kind of impressed. Despite the facts that we hang out almost everyday, including exams period, we managed to deal with our studies at the same time. Perhaps I can do better, but I'm already satisfied with what I've got now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span
