<?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-7434415363580614423</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:50:13.117-08:00</updated><category term='TAG'/><category term='Experiences'/><category term='Quotes'/><category term='Stories'/><category term='Outings'/><category term='Essay'/><category term='Photos'/><category term='Troubles'/><category term='Memories'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='Problems'/><category term='Poems'/><category term='Comments'/><category term='Opinions'/><category term='Arts'/><category term='Advice'/><category term='History (BM version)'/><category term='Feelings'/><category term='Travels'/><category term='Novels'/><category term='Singer'/><category term='Pictures'/><category term='Myself'/><category term='My days'/><category term='Diaries'/><category term='Lyrics'/><category term='Events'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Animations'/><category term='Jokes'/><category term='Health'/><category term='Quiz'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>*~eLiZabEth~*</title><subtitle type='html'>Life is WHAT YOU MADE OF!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>109</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-4539838080039381839</id><published>2010-11-28T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T20:44:53.106-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>The dilemma of a child</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.newsgrav.com/wp-content/uploads/sad-child.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 536px;" src="http://www.newsgrav.com/wp-content/uploads/sad-child.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:115%"&gt;The worst thing that can ever happen to a child is when he or she sees their parents fought and there is no solution in it. The child stood in the middle of the fight, not knowing what to do, helpless, angry that why this situation is happening to her instead of somebody else. In her heart, she questioned herself, “Why me?”, “Why my family?”… She paused a moment to think, perhaps she has not been a good girl lately, that is why God punishes her for her misbehavior. She begins to do her prayers consistently, with a sincere heart and clear intentions… all she wants is her family to be united again…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:115%"&gt;But do the parents know what the little girl is doing… for pete’s sake, they don’t even bother of what she is doing, all they care in the world is themselves, their work, their life. They are so wrapped up with their own problems that they forgotten about the little girl they had… Her feelings are at a breaking point… but nobody cares and knows about it. Adults always think that they have the most problems in the world. They avenge their children to let out the feeling of dissatisfaction in them. They only know that they are sad, their needs are not met… but what happened to the children?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:115%"&gt;When the little girl’s prayers are not answered, the little girl has somehow lose faith in God. There is nobody to help her now, not even hugging her teddy bear will give her comfort now. She searched desperately for a warm hand to lead her back to the right path… but there is just nobody. She is left alone in darkness… waiting…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:115%"&gt;The waiting kills her… in her frustration and loneliness; she kills herself… looking at the rush of blood make her calm… for dying holds no pain to her… the waiting finally ends… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434415363580614423-4539838080039381839?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/4539838080039381839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=4539838080039381839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/4539838080039381839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/4539838080039381839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2010/11/dilemma-of-child.html' title='The dilemma of a child'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-366817676310565198</id><published>2010-06-21T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T06:55:44.830-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><title type='text'>The Difference between a Sane person and an Insane person</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;  Everybody would have thought that being sane is much much better than being insane, at least most will have that thought, but I choose to differ. From my observation, living as an insane person is way much better than living as a sane person. Do you want to know the reason behind it? Here goes…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Living as an insane person is pretty much living in their own world. Okay, that doesn’t sound appropriate, right? Living in isolation? No, you have got me wrong, ladies and gentleman. My point here is an insane person has a carefree life, not caring what other people have to say about them. When my father commented that an insane guy who walked to and fro the same place for the past three years, my first thought is “Crazy guy does whatever crazy guys do”. On a second thought, I feel that he does not even bother what other talked about him. He is happy in his own world, and that is what matters most. Who say crazy people never have the time in their life? They have, just that they don’t tell, doesn’t mean that they don’t have any.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What is the good of staying sane all the time? I have to admit I am not completely truthful towards my feelings when I am sane. I hide whatever bad feelings that are bolted inside me, fixing my fake façade so that people will have a good impression on me. I am anxious about what others have to say about me, thinking more than twice what words should I uttered to the crowd just to get through in life by and by. Why are we big hypocrites? We are lying to ourselves. What are we proving to other people, that we have good personality? Does it prove anything?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What is the difference then, living as a sane and insane person. At least, an insane is true to his feelings. We are great liars, actors and actresses. There is no need to watch Hong Kong dramas and Korean dramas to learn how to act. We are qualified enough to become Hollywood’s biggest stars based on our daily performance, putting on make-up every day. A little eye shadow here to cover the dark circles of one’s eyes, a little blush to give me a glow on my plain, as white as sheet face, lip gloss is important to make my lips brighter, not to forget eyeliner, to make my eyes bigger, and most importantly the mascara…how can I forget that, that is my medicine to my disastrous face!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We never know how people’s life is until we step into their shoes, walk a few rounds in it. How different we sane people are from insane people?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434415363580614423-366817676310565198?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/366817676310565198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=366817676310565198&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/366817676310565198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/366817676310565198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2010/06/difference-between-sane-person-and.html' title='The Difference between a Sane person and an Insane person'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-4626966574315013425</id><published>2010-05-19T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T10:38:14.260-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Uneasy feelings bloated inside..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/S_Qh7xkGdRI/AAAAAAAAAmU/_I8X_p4ZPWQ/s1600/2208467297_3c5e6002aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/S_Qh7xkGdRI/AAAAAAAAAmU/_I8X_p4ZPWQ/s400/2208467297_3c5e6002aa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473036757962749202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Have you ever feel that you don't belong to a certain group and all you want to do is to avoid as much as possible?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;But deep inside your heart, you know very well that the fault is not in your friends. It is in you. You are the one who cannot accept the ideas that they proposed. You are the one who is only thinking that you are right. You are the one who could not accept changes that happens so abruptly? All the questions and answers fall back on you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;WHY CAN'T YOU JUST ACCEPT THE INDIVIDUAL AS HE/SHE IS? WHY CAN'T YOU JUST ACCEPT THE CHANGES IN LIFE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Okay, you might think that the changes are not good for he/her or maybe you as it interfere your interests, that you are jealous of the new relationship being built? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Are you facing an identity crisis now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Better make some self reflection on yourself before judging others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/7434415363580614423-4626966574315013425?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/4626966574315013425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=4626966574315013425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/4626966574315013425'/><link rel='self' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-833305650585330082</id><published>2009-11-12T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T19:33:52.513-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Special Quotes from THE GIFT written by Cecelia Ahern 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/156/358567847_cdc9663266.jpg" alt="Old house, colorful trim, in Winter by Springsun." /&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" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;People, like houses, hold their secrets.&lt;/b&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:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometimes, the secret inhabit them, sometimes they inhabit their secrets.&lt;/b&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:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;They wrap their arms tight to hug them close, twist their tongues around the truth.&lt;/b&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:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But after time truth prevails, rises above all else.&lt;/b&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:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It squirms and wriggles inside, grows until the swollen tongue can't wrap itself around the lies any longer, until the time comes when it needs to spit the words out and send truth flying in he air and crashing into the world.&lt;/b&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &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" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Truth and time always work alongside one another.&lt;/b&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:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;People, unlike parcels, hide secrets, who cover themslves with layers until they present themselves to the right ones who can unwrap them and see inside.&lt;/b&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:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometimes you have to give yourself to somebody in order to see who you are.&lt;/b&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:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometimes you have to unravel things to get to the core.&lt;/b&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/7434415363580614423-833305650585330082?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/833305650585330082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=833305650585330082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/833305650585330082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-8959449547891055461</id><published>2009-11-12T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T19:19:49.856-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Special Quotes from THE GIFT written by Cecelia Ahern</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/spaceball.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/spaceball.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/spaceball.gif" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3283/3122331340_07c5d70f28.jpg" alt="Christmas Presents by AnswersClub." /&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"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;A lesson finds the common denominator and links us all together like  a chain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;At the end of that chain dangles a clock, and on the face of the clock the passing of time is registered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;We hear it, the hushed tick-tock sound that breaks any silence, and we see it. but often we don't feel it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Each second makes its mark on every person's life; comes and then goes, quietly disappearing without fanfare, evaporating into air like steam from piping hot Christmas pudding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Enough time leaves us warm; when our time is gone, it leaves us cold. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Time is more precious than gold, more precious than diamonds, more precious than oil or any valuable treasures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;It is time we do not have enough of it, it is time that causes the war within our hearts, so we must spent it wisely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Time cannot be ackaged and ribboned and left under trees for Christmas morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;TIME CAN'T BE GIVEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;BUT IT CAN BE SHARED!&lt;/span&gt;&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/7434415363580614423-8959449547891055461?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3283/3122331340_07c5d70f28_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-2104975754807229078</id><published>2009-11-10T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T08:03:32.703-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><title type='text'>The Ugly Facts of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj297/gutta_086/broken-heart-.jpg" /&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;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There are times and times I pondered over this question...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What is the main purpose of us to be born into this world? To bring happiness and joy to others? To taste the bitter sweet of life? To hurt other people’s feelings? To protect oneself from harm? To be selfish? To disharmony people? What is the main purpose? Some people are born for each other. Some people are born to hurt people for they love to see hurt in the other one’s eyes. Some people are born to be peacemakers. Some people are born to be bitches and all they do is gossip until no end.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Recently, only I come to learn about the ugly facts of life. Some friends are good whereas some are not. It is easy to judge whether that friend is a good friend or a bad friend when you faced some problems in life, be it a big matter or a small matter, you can see through their true colours. Give an example, your tent was flooding, your friends were just standing like a doorstep away. All they did was stared and looked at you one kind as if you have gone mad, and slowly they turned their faces away. What friends do you categorized as? The truth is nobody will actually come and help you when you are in trouble. When there is nothing in for them, nobody will be stupid enough to help you. But there are times when people you think that are enemies turned out to be good and caring friends. Never would I think that my enemy turned out to be a good and caring friend. He observed from far and support you silently, giving you hope that all the dreams are still not shattered. I appreciate that, I really do. Thanks for supporting me during my wildest storms. Here, it makes me view things in a different angle again…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Is it because once bitten, twice shy? I no longer have much faith in people. I felt somehow betrayed by a lot of things that I once hold on dearly to. The innocence and ‘the happy go lucky’ feeling are gone. One turned to be more mature and for once, she stops and thinks about every single thing. She analyzes everything and she comes to know the bitter truth of life, that life is harsh and cruel. There are not many good people around and there are not much people you can turn to when you faced problems. The people that you trust have somehow betrayed your feelings. Who can you turn to? You are left in isolation and drifting on a lonely sea.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How come there are no perfect people in this world?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If God has made all of us to be good, wouldn’t it be better? There will be no more fights and disharmony between people. The world will be full of happy people, no more sufferings and pains. But again, this kind of dream would not happen for all men are greedy and they only care about their own needs. Who will be stupid enough to dip oneself into big trouble to help patch things up? No one will do that…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I somehow lose the meaning of life. The only thing that I cling onto everyday is I try to do my best to satisfy everybody and create happiness in others. I know I should have care more about myself but somehow creating happiness in other people give me some pleasures. The smile is something that I won’t forget when I see their happy faces.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434415363580614423-2104975754807229078?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/2104975754807229078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=2104975754807229078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/2104975754807229078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/2104975754807229078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2009/11/ugly-facts-of-life.html' title='The Ugly Facts of Life'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-3962607981761168575</id><published>2009-10-31T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T22:45:30.018-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don't know why I am saying this...but I have the feeling that I am getting older...and somehow...no matter how I wanted to be like yesterdays...when I was young, free and happy again...I couldn't...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I feel old...I felt that I am growing up...and there are a lot of things that I wished it to be invisible to both my naked eyes...but I couldn't...There are simply too many ugly facts of life...I wished to turn my head...but these things keep popping out one by one...like mushrooms grow and bloom after a rainy day...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The truth is I don't know what is wrong with me...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am no longer my old self...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the bubbliness had gone...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the smile is forced and fake...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the laughter does not come from the heart...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the face is no longer merry and happy...it is sad and worry...anxious...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have lose faith in others...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am keeping more things to myself&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Feelings bottled up...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wonder when will be the next erruption be...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want to be FREE...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;but that will never happen...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am searching for the meaning of life...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometimes I am sick of it...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wish I can look things at a different angle...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;but there is always a shadow following me...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;looking at my every single move...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have to continue this pretency...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;to acheive the many happiness of others...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;abandoning my own happiness...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have lost the meaning of life...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The dreams I once had had shattered...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the pieces that remained...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;served as a bitter memory...&lt;/b&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/7434415363580614423-3962607981761168575?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/3962607981761168575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=3962607981761168575&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/3962607981761168575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/3962607981761168575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2009/10/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-2144018327067286355</id><published>2009-10-30T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T08:37:23.946-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essay'/><title type='text'>Themes on To Kill a Mockingbird - Courage and Prejudice</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  In the novel ‘To Kill a Mockingbird’, Harper Lee illustrates the theme of courage. In my opinion, courage is the ability to face pain or opposition without showing fear. However, according to Atticus Finch, “Courage is when you know you’re licked before you begin but you begin anyway and you see it through no matter what”. There are two kinds of courage namely moral courage and the courage to take on and carry through a task which is certain to end in failure. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  The most significant courage is the courage to take on and carry through a task which is certain to end in failure. Atticus illustrates this form of courage when he is willing to take on Tom Robinson’s case. Although he knows very well that the people in Maycomb will give him and his family a bad impression because he laws for niggers. Nonetheless he decides to help Tom Robinson. He puts his family’s life in danger by taking on the case. Jem and Scout are nearly killed by Bob Ewell on their way back from the Halloween party. When Atticus says “The one thing that doesn’t abide by majority rule is a person’s conscience”, he strongly believes in doing what is right even though it may seem wrong to the society. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  Defending the blacks is a taboo in the society. No matter how innocent they are, they are still considered as guilty by the society. Although some of the Whites know that Tom Robinson is innocent, they do not have the courage to stand up for him because they feel that the jury’s decision will be biased towards the Whites no matter how much evidence is provided to prove that Tom is innocent.  Atticus chooses to do otherwise. As he says in “Simply because we were licked a hundred years before we started is no reason for us not to try to win”. Although he knows very well that he will not be able to win the case, he tries his very best to persuade the jury. He also creates awareness to people that prejudice is happening in Maycomb. Besides that, he also teaches his children that being courageous is not about holding a gun in your hand but standing up for what is right no matter what other believes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  Moral courage is also shown in Atticus. Atticus shows strong moral courage when he is being criticized by the community ever since he decides to take on Tom Robinson’s case. For example, he does not side Jem when Mrs. Dubose criticized him. “Son, I have no doubt that you’ve been annoyed by your contemporaries about me lawing for niggers, as you say, but to do something like this sick old lady is inexcusable. I strongly advise you to go down and have a talk with Mrs. Dubose”. Instead of being proud of his son for standing up for him, he makes Jem apologize to Mrs. Dubose. Atticus feels that everybody are entitled to think what they want and they are entitled to full respect of their opinions. Besides that, Atticus also shows strong moral courage when Bob Ewell cursed him and threatened to kill him. To Bob’s surprise, he does not fight back. Instead, he just says that he is too old to fight. Atticus also role models his sense of bravery by refusing to carry a gun to protect himself after Bob Ewell threatened to kill him. To Atticus, “having a gun around is an invitation to somebody to shoot you”. Atticus also strongly believes that withholding violence is the highest form of courage.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  Another theme in the novel is prejudice. In my opinion, prejudice means an unreasonable dislike for a person based on their race, religion and sex. Prejudice is said to be the “Maycomb’s usual disease”. Black people occupy the lowest class level of Maycomb’s society as Maycomb’s white population of every class waste no time in reinforcing their rigid class rules. The characters, Atticus Finch and Aunt Alexandra have different opinions on racism and this has greatly influenced Scout’s life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aunt Alexandra is prejudiced against the Blacks and also some of the Whites in the community such as the Cunninghams. Aunt &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alexandra believes that because the Finch family comes from a long line of landowners who have been the county for generations they deserve greater respect than do other people and they must comport themselves according to their status.  She refuses to associate with both black and white citizens alike because they do not fill the same social position. From the first moment she steps into Scout’s house, she begins to show Scout and Jem that she is more superior towards the Blacks. She orders Calpurnia, the Finch’s housekeeper who is a black to put her bag in the front bedroom. She neither says “please” or “thank you” to Calpurnia, but just a simple command that puts Calpurnia into an inferior position. Besides that, she also tries to counsel Atticus to get rid of Calpurnia. “And don’t try to get around it. You’ve got to face it sooner or later and it might as well as be tonight. We don’t need her now”.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  In addition, she is also prejudiced against the Cunninghams. She does not allow the children to invite Walter Cunningham for dinner and to play with him. “Because – he – is – trash, that’s why you can’t play with him. I’ll not have you around him, picking up his habits and learning Lord-knows-what”. Her reason is simple and that is because the status of the Cunninghams does not par with the Finches. She wants Scout and Jem to “behave like the little lady and gentlemen” and “[they] should try to live up to their family name”.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  On the other hand, Atticus has a completely different point of view from his sister. He shows the highest respect for everyone in Maycomb regardless their colour or class. His defense for Tom Robinson, a black man accused of raping a white woman, proves his high ideals. Atticus not only shows his non prejudice through the trial for Tom Robinson, but also through his conduct with Calpurnia. Atticus turns down Alexandra’s attempts to fire Calpurnia. “Alexandra, Calpurnia’s not leaving this house until she wants to. You may think otherwise, but I couldn’t have got along without her all these years. She’s a faithful member of this family and you’ll simply have to accept things the way they are”. Atticus respects Calpurnia as an equal and he values everything that Calpurnia has done for the family.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  When Tom Robinson trial begins, prejudice as racism can be seen clearly in the novel. Tom is being charged with the rape of a white girl. The county will not believe Tom’s word over the white girl because he is a Black. They do not think that it is possible for a white girl to actually want to kiss a black man. The town does not believe that a black man will feel sorry for a white girl and help her for no payment at all. Therefore, they assumed that Tom was guilty. The Whites in Maycomb have this evil assumption “that all Negroes lie, that all Negroes are basically immoral beings, that all Negro men are not to be trusted around our women”. Although the truth is Tom is innocent, the Whites simply ignore the fact.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  In conclusion, both themes play a major role in making the novel more interesting. Prejudice is a vicious cycle that is passed down from generation to generation and it is very hard to stop unless somebody is courageous enough to stand up for their right. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:150%; font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434415363580614423-2144018327067286355?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/2144018327067286355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=2144018327067286355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/2144018327067286355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/2144018327067286355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2009/10/themes-on-to-kill-mockingbird-courage.html' title='Themes on To Kill a Mockingbird - Courage and Prejudice'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-4156614571607837812</id><published>2009-10-30T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T08:32:49.764-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essay'/><title type='text'>To Kill a Mockingbird - Scout growing up</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:200%;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;In the novel “To Kill a Mockingbird”, Scout grows up from innocence to maturity. She learns something important that cannot be learnt inside the classroom. Through the many events happening to her during Tom Robinson’s trial and the gossips about Boo Radley, she gains new insights to the society in the small town of Maycomb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:200%;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  In the beginning of the story, we know that Scout is a tomboy. She never wears dresses nor behaves like a lady. Instead, she likes to wear overalls and behaves like a boy. It is probably because there are no other little girls around her neighborhood, therefore she is always mixing with the boys especially her brother, Jem. She also engages herself in playing games that only boys played like being wheeled in a tyre. Towards the end of the story, she starts to become more ladylike and she wears dresses. Her more lady side of her emerges when she must have tea with the neighbourhood ladies. She offers Mrs. Merriweather whether she would like to have some cookies in her very best manner. Although Scout does not like Aunt Alexandra’s influence to some extent, she picks up some of the good habits that a girl should have and to be admired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:200%;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  Young for her age, Scout is literate at the age of six, much to the surprise of her school teacher, Miss Caroline. She is able to read “My First Reader” and the stock market quotations from “The Mobile Register” like any adults. Besides that, she is also interested in books like Tarzan and Ant Men that not many six-years-old are able to grasp the content of it. As she is well read, she is brave to voice out her opinions to adults if she feels that what they are doing is wrong. For example, she sounds Uncle Jack that he is unfair to her when he punishes her straightaway and he does not give her time to explain what had happened between her and Francis during Christmas. After learning the truth, Uncle Jack is dumbfounded. He tells Atticus that Scout has given him his first lesson that is he does not understand children much and why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:200%;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  Also, Scout also transforms from an innocent girl to a mature girl. Before the trial scene, Scout used to think that all men are good. After that, she chooses to think otherwise. She can see the clear cut discrimination and prejudice against the Blacks in Maycomb. Although all the evidence has proven Tom innocent, the jury still decides that he is guilty because of his colour. No matter how much prejudice the Whites have for Blacks, Scout still believes in equality for everyone. When Jem says that there are four kinds of folks in their society, she begs to differ from him. She says there is just one kind of folks that is folks. When Aunt Alexandra calls Walter Cunningham trash, Scout stands up for him and says that they are good folks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:200%;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  Another apparent transformation that Scout goes through is when she is able to put herself in other people’s shoes and understand them from their point view. In the beginning of the story, she has the difficulty to understand people like Walter Cunningham. When Jem first invited Walter over for dinner, she could not understand why Walter is drowning his dinner in syrup. It never crosses her mind that Walter is not able to eat syrup as often as she does because his family cannot afford it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The big moment that shows Scout is growing up is that she comes to the conclusion that Mayella must be lonelier than Boo Radley. White people won't have anything to do with her because of her family and poverty. Black people wouldn't have anything to do with her either because she is a white. Scout and Dill have already come to the conclusion that Boo Radley perhaps wants to stay in his house but Mayella seems wants to be a part of a society that won't have anything to do with her. Scout is able to put herself in Mayella's shoes and understand what it must feel like to be Mayella. Scout is able to see that there are different parts to everyone's personality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:200%; Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  In conclusion, Scout’s growing up can be seen throughout the novel from an innocent young girl to a mature young lady. Scout has certainly learns a lot by putting herself into other people’s shoes and the knowledge that she gained has certainly enriched her understanding on the people around her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:200%;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434415363580614423-4156614571607837812?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/4156614571607837812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=4156614571607837812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/4156614571607837812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/4156614571607837812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-kill-mockingbird-scout-growing-up.html' title='To Kill a Mockingbird - Scout growing up'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-3310223973783193021</id><published>2009-09-12T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T22:09:54.257-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advice'/><title type='text'>Bittersweet memories...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; Looking back at the old photos bring back many happy memories. At the same time, my heart aches as well. Well, we are once good friends that shared so many things together... we went shopping together, we eat out together, we gossip together, we go for movies together... all the happy images that we pieced together are lost...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;  What had hapened to our friendship? Do we just stand here and do nothing to save the friendship? Or it is this friendship is not important at all from the start? All these while it is a lie? Is this your true personality? I hate to believe so. I choose not to believe so... but it is all as cleas as black and white... that you have changed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;  Perhaps I am wrong as well... but is this the way to resolve conflicts? When will this cold war going to end? We have set a border, we are playing a game of pretency... How long do we want to continue this game? My mind tells me that you are backstabbing me, and likewise...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;  Can't we just be friends like before? Are you happier now? Probably you are, but I am not. I simply still can't understand how you can let go of this friendship so easily...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;  A person'e mouth can be dangerously poisonous.  One lie can lead to the unhappiness of many. Maybe I am the most stupid of all... clinging on to this friendship... hoping that one day it will turn out right again... but I know I am living in a dream...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;  When are we going to put our pride aside? &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/7434415363580614423-3310223973783193021?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/3310223973783193021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=3310223973783193021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/3310223973783193021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/3310223973783193021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2009/09/bittersweet-memories.html' title='Bittersweet memories...'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-2507868645562656786</id><published>2009-07-29T04:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T04:46:28.503-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advice'/><title type='text'>Dating at a young age might not be good for some...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Dating at a young age might not be good for some. Agree or disagree? Let's just leave that question and see what I got to say before you answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;  Okay, dating is fun. to be loved and to be appreaciated by someone is a very nice feeling. You feel secured, free and being loved. You don't need to worry over so many things, you know there is always someone to help you out if you have problems. You also might have the fanstasy that the one you are with now is going to be your future partner and you might have some future plans together. When you are down, you always have someone by your side and cheer you up. You recalled all the happy moments spent together, like holding hands, having your first kiss, taking couple pictures together, caring less about how expensive a gift would be as long as your partner likes it. How happy it seems, what can you ask for more, than happiness together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;  Little did you know that all these happy moments will end suddenly, leaving you in pieces... Nobody to pick you up again. You ae left alone to cry, to console yourself, hoping that all these happenings is just a nightmare, you hope to wake up from this nightmare. Sorry, all these is bitterly true. You find yourself standing in a crossroad, whether to continue your life in the dumps or pull yourself together and face the world again. The choice is in your hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;  I see a lot of people falling down from their way to success because of love or rather lust. The fact is people who date at such an early age are seldom serious about a relationship. It is only trying out or for fun purposes. So, if you are the serious type, date someone around 21 and above. They are more mature and mostly more serious about a relationship. There is no point to start a relationship at an early age, you end up hurting other people's feelings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:7;color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 48px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;table width="210" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="202" colspan="2" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;All At Once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="8" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="188"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;All at once,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;I finally took a moment and I'm realizing that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Your not coming back&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;And it finally hit me&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;All at once&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;All at once&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;I started counting teardrops and at least a million fell&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;My eyes began to swell&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;And all my dreams were shattered&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;All at once&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Ever since I met you&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;You're the only love I've known&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;And I can't forget you&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;So I must face it all alone&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Chorus:&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;All at once&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;I'm drifting on a lonely sea&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Wishing you'd come back to me&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;And that's all that matters now&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;All at once&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;I'm drifting on a lonely sea&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Holding on to memories&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;And it hurts me more than you know&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;So much more than it shows&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;All at once&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;All at once,&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;I looked around and found that you were with another love&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;In someone else's arms&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;And all my dreams were shattered&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;All at once&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;All at once&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;The smile that used to greet me brightened someone else's day&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;She took your smile away&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;And left me with just memories&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;All at once&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Ever since I met you&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;You're the only love I've known&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;And I can't forget you&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;So I must face it all alone&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Chorus:&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;All at once&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;I'm drifting on a lonely sea&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Wishing you'd come back to me&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;And that's all that matters now&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;All at once&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;I'm drifting on a lonely sea&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Holding on to memories&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;And it hurts me more than you know&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;So much more than it shows&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;All at once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&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' 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some...'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-8807911297028527973</id><published>2009-06-09T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T08:39:39.313-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advice'/><title type='text'>The Entertainer, The Clown and The Fool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You make a fool of yourself to make them happy. They pay for the performance, they clapped hands, turn their head away and leave happily. The clowns always have to change something new to please the crowds. You perform in an enclosed area, they observe closely to see if you made mistakes. It is fair because they can even throw money on you. It is always easy to watch and comment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  This is originated from Wei Peng. It leaves me pondering after reading it. True, we are clowns and fools most of the time. We are always trying to make other people around us happy, and yet they can call us selfish at times. Different people has different interpretations of things in life. What you think is good may not be as good to another. It is always easy to watch and coment, never knowing how the person might be feeling. You hurt the person purposely or unintentionally, sometimes without you knowing it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  No human beings are perfect. It is natural that human beings have flaws in their character and personality vice. When we can't get something, we will always try our very best to get it. After getting it, you will realise that it is no big deal. It is just another ornament or decorative item. Sooner or later, the feeling for the ornament will soon wear off and you will just put that aside or throw them into the thrash. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  Recently, I have a different interpretation of life. It is Madam Nik Norjanah who told us that. Thanks to her, my spirits are being lifted by her. Life is a stage, alright, but you are the protagonist, the main actor or main actress, so it is up to you to run your life. You choose your audience instead. Those who are good to you and make an impact in your life deserved the front seats, whereas those who are not that close to you deserved the back seats. It is about how you managed your life, you decide whether you want to be happy or unhappy. So, whether you like it or not, you have to live one day happily or unhappily...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  No matter what happens, you are still you. If you think it is for the better, then change. If not, just be yourself and continue your life. You can never please every single person in life. Though it sounds selfish to put yourself as priority, but if you don't love love yourself, who else will?&lt;/strong&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/7434415363580614423-8807911297028527973?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/8807911297028527973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=8807911297028527973&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/8807911297028527973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/8807911297028527973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2009/06/entertainer-clown-and-fool.html' title='The Entertainer, The Clown and The Fool'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-4198480250292535849</id><published>2009-06-08T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:52:44.505-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/Si3qUbQKEUI/AAAAAAAAAg8/_3JoPVZWqjY/s1600-h/2256673175_6eb7e0281d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345185969392456002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/Si3qUbQKEUI/AAAAAAAAAg8/_3JoPVZWqjY/s400/2256673175_6eb7e0281d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You always smile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never notice you cry because of me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doesn't know the person that I precious most is just right by my side&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time will wipe away the tears and the sigh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our photo is comforting me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We are together instead in my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Should I say "I love you?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm right by your side as usual&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I desire to walk with you by holding your hand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We are together instead in my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The end of waiting is beside me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Give me the chance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will always be by your side anytime&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The empty chair without a seater&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The subtle memory&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With the regret come so late&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cry for you again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In my heart, we are together all the time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Should I say "I love you?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We are together instead in my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will wait&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No matter how late you are, I will wait&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So you must come...&lt;/strong&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/7434415363580614423-4198480250292535849?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/4198480250292535849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=4198480250292535849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/4198480250292535849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advice'/><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX2q1_z32I/AAAAAAAAAgE/1pOywC9g53g/s1600-h/pedialean-children.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342947748854620002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX2q1_z32I/AAAAAAAAAgE/1pOywC9g53g/s400/pedialean-children.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In life we meet all kinds of people&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People that we think is good&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People that we think is bad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever looked at yourself as a good one or a bad one?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How sure are you that the reflection in the mirror is a perfect one?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You look at people in a way that they are wrong in the situation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What if you put yourself in their shoes for a moment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe you will look at things differently&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Humans aren't all together perfect&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There are in fact no perfect people in this world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every person has a good side and a bad side&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is often the case people choose to look at the bad side instead of the good side&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because that gives them a lot to talk about&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Simply hot and spicy topic!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't do that...please...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have no idea how the person will react when he or she knows it...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And going through a cloud of gloominess&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because of all these stupid rumours.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you look at a person's good side,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You may get to know her better&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A person is good&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so long as her good side is more than her bad side&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just take this as an example...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If an apple is half rotten&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What will you do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will you discard the apple &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or cut the rotten part and eat it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will take the 2nd choice...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An apple can still be eaten eventhough it is half rotten&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you throw the whole apple away, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It will be rotten for sure...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Same goes to a person...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If she is half rotten, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She still has hope to change herself to be good&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you give up on her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She will be bad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why are people so selfish when it comes to giving compliments?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It won't hurt you a single bit to brighten other people's day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A day will just past just like a morning breeze touches your face...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A moment will then be lost...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take every moment of your life seriously&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So that you won't regret next time...&lt;/strong&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/7434415363580614423-6880626377586892133?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/6880626377586892133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=6880626377586892133&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/6880626377586892133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/6880626377586892133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2009/06/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX2q1_z32I/AAAAAAAAAgE/1pOywC9g53g/s72-c/pedialean-children.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-1829441963013334759</id><published>2009-05-23T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T02:18:47.301-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diaries'/><title type='text'>Outing with Mr. Lim Jun Qi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Where should I begin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;  Okay, I know Mr. Lim since we were just babies. We went to the same primary school. Both of us were teacher's children, so in other people's eyes, we were given extra attention compared to other children in the school. This is very true as we would find ourselves in big trouble if we misbehaved in class. The whole school will know then, so we were always extra careful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;  We went to separate school in secondary. He stay put in Menglembu whereas I moved to AMC, the elite school in Perak. We were separated then. We only see each other ocassionally, in the shopping complexes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;  After Form 5, it so happened that both our parents want us to pursue in accountancy. So, we went to a special tuition twice a week. He did not change much, still the same Jun Qi I know all these while. The Jun Qi who likes cute cute stuff like panda bear....wakakaka!!! It is the first time I see a boy who is so into bears. He has a bigger collection compared to me....hmph!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;  It was nice to go out with him again. He was adamant that he should pick me up to go to Jusco eventhough he doesn't exactly know where my house is. Well, he managed to find it afterall. I hopped in to his car and find all kinds of bear bear stuff in his car. Very cute!!! We had lunch at Black Canyon. He was treating me...wakakaka!!! As usual, we were always discussing about our parents. He was having a hard time to persuade his mum to let him further his studies in KL instead of Kampar. He said that Kampar life bored him, and he wanted to meet more people. Well, I have the same opinion as him, that was the main reason that stopped me going to Kampar to study in the first place. His mother was once my teacher too. She was very strict as far as I could recall. She wants everything in perfect order. I was under her for Syarahan, Story telling competition and etc. I was also in her BM class. But, she could also be very nice. She would give treat to the students who excel in their studies. Well, hopefully he could manage to persuade his mum to let him study in KL. Then, I won't have problem going out every weekend. HEHEHE!!! He knows more places of interests than me in KL, can always ask him to become the tourguide...wakaka!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;FRIENDS FOREVER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434415363580614423-1829441963013334759?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/1829441963013334759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=1829441963013334759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/1829441963013334759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/1829441963013334759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2009/05/outing-with-mr-lim-jun-qi.html' title='Outing with Mr. Lim Jun Qi'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-6616826178094204920</id><published>2009-05-16T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T09:56:57.099-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Angels and Demons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/Sg7hi1aT3RI/AAAAAAAAAf8/tR76JpFozAc/s1600-h/3384452813_12d483758b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336450597049851154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/Sg7hi1aT3RI/AAAAAAAAAf8/tR76JpFozAc/s400/3384452813_12d483758b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Angels and Demons with Tom Hanks as the main actor brings a lot of unimaginable happenings and moral values to my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Under the watchful eye of Father Silvano Bentivoglio and Dr. Vittoria Vetra (Ayelet Zurer), the CERN scientists start the Large Hadron Collider and manage to capture three vials of antimatter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Immediately afterward, someone kills Father Silvano, and uses his retina to break into the containment room to steal one vial of anti-matter.In Rome, the Vatican mourns the passing of the Pope. The Vatican staff prepares for the Conclave of the College of Cardinals, which will select the next Pope. Until the Conclave selects a new Pope, the Camerlengo (Ewan McGregor) assumes day-to-day control of the Vatican. Reporters, nuns, priests and other faithful all crowd into St. Peter's Square, waiting for the white smoke from the Conclave. But the Illuminati, a 400-year old, underground secret society, kidnaps the four most likely candidates (preferratti) before the Conclave goes into seclusion. The Illuminati threatens to kill them at 8, 9, 10 and 11 PM, and then destroy the Vatican in a burst of light at midnight. A video feed shows the missing anti-matter vial, which will destroy the Vatican and parts of nearby Rome when the magnetic containment field fails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The Vatican summons Drs. Robert Langdon (Tom Hanks) and Vittoria Vetra from CERN to help them solve the Illuminati's threat, save the four preferratti, and replace the vial vial's batteries. Langdon listens to the Illuminati message and deduces that the four cardinals will die at the four alters of the Path of Illumination. However, no one knows where these alters are located. Vetra demands the Swiss Guard fly Father Silvano's diaries from Switzerland. They hope he wrote down the name of whomever he discussed the CERN experiment. Langdon demands access to the Vatican Library (something he has requested 10 times already) to see the original copy of Galileo's banned book. Using the clue from this book, Langdon, Vetra, and Lieutenant Valenti (Victor Alfieri) of the Vatican police race to the first church, only to find the body of the first Cardinal, branded with the word, Earth (in English!). They find the direction of the church with the seond Illuminati alter, but arrive in time to see the next Cardinal die, branded with the word Air. Langdon locates the third church with the third Illuminati alter, but tries to save the third Cardinal from burning to death, while the assassin kills the Vatican policemen. He convinces the Rome police to race to the last church of the Water alter, and manages to save the last Cardinal. However, he must still find the location of the last Illuminati alter. Langdon and Vetra goes to what he suspects is the fifth Illuminati alter, but finds only the assassin, who lets go if they do not pursue him. They follow a tunnel turns out to be a Vatican secret escape tunnel. The Swiss Guard shoot their own Chief, but not before he brands the Camerlengo with the fifth Illuminati symbol. Together, they realize the anti-matter vial must be in St. Peter's tomb, but arrive with not enough time to switch the batteries. The Camerlengo grabs the vial and races to a nearby helicopter. He flies it high enough to save the Vatican, but jumps out before it explodes. Hailed as a hero by the crowd, the Conclave decides to proclaim the Camerlengo as the new Pope, despite the fact he was not a Cardinal. Vetra and Langdon go to the Cheif's office to retrieve Silvano's diaries and discover a hidden camera system the Pope had installed. They show the head Cardinals a recording of the Chief confronting the Camerlengo, who has orchestrated the whole conspiracy to get elected and stop further policy reforms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;When Langdon discovers evidence of the resurgence of an ancient secret scientific society known as the Illuminati - the most powerful underground organization in history - he also faces a deadly threat to the existence of the secret organization's most despised enemy: the Catholic Church. When Langdon learns that the clock is ticking on an unstoppable Illuminati time bomb, he jets to Rome, where he joins forces with Vittoria Vetra, a beautiful and enigmatic Italian scientist. Embarking on a nonstop, action-packed hunt through sealed crypts, dangerous catacombs, deserted cathedrals, and even to the heart of the most secretive vault on earth, Langdon and Vetra will follow a 400-year-old trail of ancient symbols that mark the Vatican's only hope for survival.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Angels and Demons was the reclusive authors third novel after he gave up his job as an English teacher. It tells the story of Langdons brush with a shadowy secret society, the Illuminati, and his frantic quest for the worlds most powerful energy source, in the company of a beautiful Italian physicist whose father, a brilliant physicist, has been murdered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The team behind the global phenomenon "The Da Vinci Code" returns for the highly anticipated "Angels &amp;amp; Demons," based upon the bestselling novel by Dan Brown. Tom Hanks reprises his role as Harvard religious expert Robert Langdon, who once again finds that forces with ancient roots are willing to stop at nothing, even murder, to advance their goals. Ron Howard again directs the film, which is produced by Brian Grazer, Ron Howard, and John Calley. The screenplay is by David Koepp and Akiva Goldsman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It is Ron Howard's excellence in directing such films as "A Beautiful Mind" that make this film so superb. It also lies in the simple things that keep characters like Hanks true to life, with his wearing of a simple Mickey Mouse watch, much like the truth to Russell Crowe playing John Nash in "A Beautiful Mind" and admitting to "taking the newer medications." Howard is excellent in depicting the simplicity of complexity and complex issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I learn a lot of moral values from this movie. In life, we meet a lot of people, day in day out. People of that sort will become your friends, though you don't know what are their intentions. In this movie, I have never thought that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0141448/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Camerlengo Patrick McKenna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; is an antagonist especially after how he saved the Vatican City from being bommed. He risked his life for that, I almost thought that he is a hero until Robert (Tom Hanks) played the video Commander Richter's office. None would have thought that the innocent paderi is the one who is behind all this. He is so young, with an innocent look, a look of an angel but a demon in within. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I learnt that we shall not be easily deceived by good looks... and we shall not trust everything of what people's said. Take the ones that are good and discard the bad ones. Many a times, people like to see you failing in your life. Do not give them a chance to do that! Be strong and face the problem. Always remember that there is no impossibility. 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href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2009/05/angels-and-demons.html' title='Angels and Demons'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/Sg7hi1aT3RI/AAAAAAAAAf8/tR76JpFozAc/s72-c/3384452813_12d483758b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-7726687203701478990</id><published>2009-05-09T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T08:37:10.364-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>I LOVE YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SgWijom_dHI/AAAAAAAAAf0/05pVurdC8bY/s1600-h/ffd2c223ee6dc0ea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333848066770302066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SgWijom_dHI/AAAAAAAAAf0/05pVurdC8bY/s400/ffd2c223ee6dc0ea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you for so many reasons&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;large or small,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and all of them&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;are wonderful.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love all the special qualities&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that make you "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;",&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of a kind,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Only One&lt;/span&gt; in the world for me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love all the things you say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that bring such a special meaning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to my life,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and I love you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for all the silent times&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when your eyes and your arms&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tell me all I want to know.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you because you know &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how to bring out the best in me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just because I do...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because now, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in a place where&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there was nothing before,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the deepest part of my heart...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&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/7434415363580614423-7726687203701478990?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/7726687203701478990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=7726687203701478990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/7726687203701478990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/7726687203701478990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-you.html' title='I LOVE YOU'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SgWijom_dHI/AAAAAAAAAf0/05pVurdC8bY/s72-c/ffd2c223ee6dc0ea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-7023919016170890557</id><published>2009-05-09T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T07:56:15.684-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advice'/><title type='text'>A New Thing Begins...when</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SgWZdBmZdMI/AAAAAAAAAfs/aCnpu6ALtVU/s1600-h/have+a+nice+day.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333838057614963906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SgWZdBmZdMI/AAAAAAAAAfs/aCnpu6ALtVU/s400/have+a+nice+day.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt; begins a friendship,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hand clasp&lt;/span&gt; lifts a soul,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;star&lt;/span&gt; can guide a ship at sea,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;word&lt;/span&gt; can frame a goal,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;vote&lt;/span&gt; can change a nation,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sunbeam&lt;/span&gt; lights a room,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;candle&lt;/span&gt; wipes out darkness,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;laugh&lt;/span&gt; will conquer gloom,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;step&lt;/span&gt; must start each journey,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;word&lt;/span&gt; must start each prayer,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt; will raise our spirits,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;touch&lt;/span&gt; can show you care,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;voice&lt;/span&gt; can speak with wisdom,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt; can know what's true,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lif&lt;/span&gt;e can make a difference...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you see, it's up to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&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/7434415363580614423-7023919016170890557?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/7023919016170890557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=7023919016170890557&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-6550485895552278023</id><published>2009-05-08T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:26:02.799-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Getting Past You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;baby, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;staying away is the hardest of all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;not when you are so near to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;not when you are only a few steps away from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i tried to run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;but now i realized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;that i have been running in circles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;wherever i go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;whichever turn that i take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;there you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;standing tall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;not waiting with open arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;but with a cold look in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;saying "that it is all over now"after hearing that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i fled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i wonder what has gotten into us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;what we used to have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;was it all just a dream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;looking at our old pictures together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;reminiscing what's left of the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;it was sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;oh, so short but yet so sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;but, now...all bitter and cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;a worthy mistake is you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;falling in loveis not a crime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;breaking apart is not a crime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;a choice to make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;fearing that there is no end to the mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;you chose to walk out of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;you chose to give up on us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;baby,pictures paint a thousand words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;but little do they know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;that it only tell half of the story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;people may taunt at us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;but i do believethat with time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;people may finally see us as a pair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;but do we really need their approval to be happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;it was not a coincidence that we are together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;it was not a coincidence that we are apart now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;it is just that we arent meant to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;if there is a second chance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;would you take it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;a chance has gone by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;and time has fly by us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;maybe it is time to let it all burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;the scarlet heart which once used to be entwinedis now black, bleeding and broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;if you have moved onand all ready and set to leave this behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i will follow suit too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;even though i am yet ready&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;to let go of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;to let go of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;as i lay here crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;knowing that everything has change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;done and for all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;thank you for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;holding me when i was down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;holding me when i was weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;holding me when i was fragile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;thank you for making me laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;thank you for wiping off my tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;thank you for your love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i never regret of you being part of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;having you was the best part of all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;even though it was not long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;but it was all so short and sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;saying "I love you" to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;those three words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;will never lose its meaningas i am speaking from my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;when i say "I missed you"it was when i feel so lonely without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;it was when i needed you the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;you were always there for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;maybe it is all gone now especially when it is all over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;maybe it is a little too late for me to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;that i'm missing all that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;that i'm missing you badly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;do you hear me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;do you hear my heart beating for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;do you hear my heart crying out longingly for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;can you see my heart bleeding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;do you feel the same as i do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i just simply missed your heart beating alongside with mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i just simply missed the whole of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i just simply missed being with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i just simply missed your everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;if i told you not to leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;will you do that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;if i told you to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;will you do that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;if i told you to die for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;will you do that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;our song is playing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;but now the melody, the rhythm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;the lyrics,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;have all gone wrong now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;it is playing nowa whole different song:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;monotonously, words gone all blurry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i sincerely doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;that it was merely a dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i sincerely doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;that it was all just a game to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i sincerely doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;that i was ever being used.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i sincerely doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;that it was merely just an infatuation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i sincerely believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;that it was all true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;blame me for being foolish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;but i am glad that i fell for such a trick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i am scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i am afraid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i am confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i am lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i need you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;in the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;there will always be a distance between us from now on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;in the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;we are just still strangers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;walking pass each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;and finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;killing everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I like this poem that my friend wrote, my heart feels the same way as the poem... 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href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2009/05/getting-past-you.html' title='Getting Past You'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-5258095579370351226</id><published>2009-04-18T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T10:03:02.721-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advice'/><title type='text'>Meaning of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Nobody is perfect until you fall in love with them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Love starts with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a tear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Don't cry over anyone who won't cry over you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;What do you do when the only person who can make you stop crying is the person who made you cry? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;If love isn't a game, why are there so many players? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Good friends are hard to find, harder to leave, and impossible to forget. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;You can only go as far as you push! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Actions speak louder than words. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;The hardest thing to do is watch the one you love, love somebody else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Don't let the past hold you back, you're missing the good stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Life's short. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;If you don't look around once in a while you might miss it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;A best friend is like a four leaf clover, hard to find and lucky to have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Some people make the world special by just being in it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Best friends are the siblings God forgot to give us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;When it hurts to look back, and you're scared to look ahead, you can look beside you and your best friend will be there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;True friendship never ends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Friends are forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Good friends are like stars....you don't always see them, but you know they are always there. Don't frown, you never know who is falling in love with your smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Everything is okay in the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;If it's not okay, then it's not the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Most people walk in and out of your life, but only friends leave footprints in your heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;If u love something...let it go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;If it comes back to you its yours.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;If it doesn't then it never was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;A kiss is just a kiss until u find the one you love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;A hug is just a hug&gt;until its from the one ur thinking of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;A dream is just a dream until u make it come true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;LOVE is just a word until its proven 2 u.&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/7434415363580614423-5258095579370351226?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/5258095579370351226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=5258095579370351226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/5258095579370351226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/5258095579370351226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2009/04/meaning-of-life.html' title='Meaning of Life'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-8248128211161295715</id><published>2009-04-17T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T08:23:22.309-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>Missing someone dearly...</title><content type='html'>I am not sure of what a word to say...&lt;br /&gt;If only you know that I feel this way...&lt;br /&gt;I wanna give my heart to you...&lt;br /&gt;ooo.. what would I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  This is how a story begins....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Your boyfriend asked you out for dinner... you know, there was something wrong with him because of his quietness and cold reaction to you, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  You tried to act normal and continued having dinner with him... He told you that he had something to say to you... You tried to act cool and calm... when he broke the news gently to you... We have nothing much in common... we started off playfully... how would you react? The cool one or the girlish one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The choice is here... You want a romantic break up or a sloppish one? Which one will you choose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  But whatever is it, you know very well that you are going to miss him very much...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434415363580614423-8248128211161295715?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/8248128211161295715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=8248128211161295715&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/8248128211161295715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/8248128211161295715'/><link rel='alternate' 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101px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SbvbuytMYrI/AAAAAAAAAfU/qy_P1wErouo/s400/shop-valentine-card-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/Sbvbu8Ej-3I/AAAAAAAAAfM/mqUeeetFbGg/s1600-h/shop-hugmeheart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313081784859360114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 81px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 68px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/Sbvbu8Ej-3I/AAAAAAAAAfM/mqUeeetFbGg/s400/shop-hugmeheart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/Sbvbu5JRsNI/AAAAAAAAAfE/-kcDT5-jp-k/s1600-h/shop-bemine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313081784073826514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 61px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 93px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/Sbvbu5JRsNI/AAAAAAAAAfE/-kcDT5-jp-k/s400/shop-bemine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love, oh my love...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have been dreaming of you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;always and forever...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cannot seem to get you out of my mind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart beats for you everyday...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can't you see that I love you dearly?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can't you see through my heart?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Waiting for you seems forever...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I will be patient...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and continue waiting and dreaming&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that one day you will be mine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and I will be yours&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dreaming of you always and forever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You will always be mine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loving you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dearly...&lt;/strong&gt;&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/7434415363580614423-416785928956058880?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WHO SAYS IT'S HOT DOGS TONIGHT,BECAUSE SHE IS HOME WITH ME, AND NOT OUT WITH SOMEONE ELSE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR THE HUSBAND&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WHO IS ON THE SOFABEING A COUCH POTATO,BECAUSE HE IS HOME WITH ME AND NOT OUT AT THE BARS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR THE TEENAGER &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WHO IS COMPLAINING ABOUT DOING DISHES BECAUSE IT MEANS SHE IS AT HOME,NOT ON THE STREETS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR THE TAXES I PAY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANSI AM EMPLOYED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR THE MESS TO CLEAN AFTER A PARTY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVEBEEN SURROUNDED BY FRIENDS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR THE CLOTHES THAT FIT A LITTLE TOO SNUG &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE ENOUGH TO EAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR MY SHADOW THAT WATCHES ME WORK &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM OUT IN THE SUNSHINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR A LAWN THAT NEEDS MOWING,WINDOWS THAT NEED CLEANING,AND GUTTERS THAT NEED FIXING &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE A HOME &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FOR ALL THE COMPLAININGI HEAR ABOUT THE GOVERNMENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANS WE HAVE FREEDOM OF SPEECH.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR THE PARKING SPOT I FIND AT THE FAR END OF THE PARKING LOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM CAPABLE OF WALKING AND I HAVE BEEN BLESSED WITH TRANSPORTATION  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR MY HUGE HEATING BILL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANSI AM WARM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR THE LADY BEHIND ME IN CHURCH WHO SINGS OFF KEY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANS I CAN HEAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR THE PILE OF LAUNDRY AND IRONING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANSI HAVE CLOTHES TO WEAR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR WEARINESS AND ACHING MUSCLES AT THE END OF THE DAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE BEEN CAPABLE OF WORKING HARD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR THE ALARM THAT GOES OFF IN THE EARLY MORNING HOURS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM ALIVE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND FINALLY, FOR TOO MUCH E-MAIL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVEFRIENDS WHO ARE THINKING OF ME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live well, Laugh often, &amp;amp; Love with all of your heart!&lt;/strong&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/7434415363580614423-4541853915459616756?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-2692183808842349685</id><published>2009-02-25T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T05:30:21.827-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experiences'/><title type='text'>Being HUMILIATED by some stupid BITCHES!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Roll Call in Damai at 10.30 pm on Tuesday night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Wearing a knee-length shorts entering the Bilik Rehat with Shenny, there sat the usual gang, ying, soma and sherene... there sat also a few fanatic seniors with their stupid looks... then there was this sudden announcement... "Orang yang berpakainan tidak sopan, sila pergi tukar baju sekarang!" Thinking that I wore a very decent attire already, this stupid bitch came up to me and said, "You, pergi tukar sekarang!" Okay, I gave you face this time, I went up and changed to my usual track bottoms that I wore for PJ classes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;After hearing the usual "teguran" like cleanliness... BLAH BLAH BLAH... It once again touched the sensitive issue again... CLOTHING! Come on la, be more open-minded... it is not that we dresseed up inapproapriately also... It is normal that we nons, wear blouse and skirt to classes everyday. What is you are so care-busy?&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; IT IS ABSOLUTE NO BUSINESS OF YOURS TO TELL ME HOW ISHOULD DRESS UP!!! I AM NOT YOUR BARBIE DOLL!!! I AM ELIZABETH LIM MAY KUAN!!! AND I SHALL DRESS WHAT I WANT AND WHAT I LIKE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; And for your information, my skirts are all from G2000 which is completely office wear. Come on la, woman!!! I am dressing decently enough already. I am dressing like an aunty... what more you want from me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Then, there is this activity that we have to attend this Saturday...and we as Damaians are supposed to wear black. Okay, fine with me... Then, this stupid bitch asked me to stand up and pointed at my trackbottoms and said that my trackbottoms is not allowed!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HEY, WOMAN, WHAT DO YOU THINK I AM? YOUR DOG? WHICH I HAVE TO OBEY TO YOUR SILLY RULES?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Why do you have a problem with everything I wear, is it? I think the only way that I can please her is by wearing a tudung and wearing layers and layers of clothes... STUPID BITCH!!! Damn annoying!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;I don't understand why the malays here are so very close-minded. I remembered all my malay teachers during my school day are super modernized and are as cool as us... THESE BITCHES... BOT EVEN REACHING 30, ALREADY ACTING LIKE SOMEONE THAT ARE 70 YEARS OLD!!! I miss AMC, Pn Chew, Pn Lin, my friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;I have already accepted that this is their culture, but there is simply no reason for them to cross over my culture and implement their culture on me!!! They absolutely have no right to do so! What's wrong with being stylish and appealing? Is that a crime? What is that? That is my own style, you have no rights to comment on it. They have just challenged me using verbal abuse, human rights abuse...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Now, I am beginning to wonder... if I have gone to Sunway in the first place, I need not have to face all these discriminations and probably I have already got myself a boyfriend... Too late to regret for I have past the point of no return... if only I can turn back time...&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/7434415363580614423-2692183808842349685?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/2692183808842349685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=2692183808842349685&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/2692183808842349685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/2692183808842349685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2009/02/being-humiliated-by-some-stupid-bitches.html' title='Being HUMILIATED by some stupid BITCHES!!!'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-1427391160571851210</id><published>2009-02-07T03:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T03:48:42.711-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>I found a toad/ frog!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SY1xisRG1OI/AAAAAAAAAes/FvMNC2vTQbA/s1600-h/238619647_0f1d52d657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300017177297343714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SY1xisRG1OI/AAAAAAAAAes/FvMNC2vTQbA/s400/238619647_0f1d52d657.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the handsomest toad that I can find on9....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SY1wnaS257I/AAAAAAAAAek/r1SLu9SyExw/s1600-h/135302593_f65459da15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300016158860568498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SY1wnaS257I/AAAAAAAAAek/r1SLu9SyExw/s400/135302593_f65459da15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is actually a red-eyed frog...the way it looked at u is kinda perverted...yerr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Okay, here goes the story!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Mr Chang said that in order to catch a frog....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;1st, you must put talcum powder on both of your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;2nd, you must wear a light bulb around your head so that you can see in dark places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;3rd, you must find places that have a lot of frogs.... the drain, the field, the pond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;4th, you must be silent... walk quietlt towards the prey...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;5th, when it is not looking, quickly use both hands to catch it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;6th, now that the frog is caught, put it inside a cage...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;7th, got the frog ede...the final step is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;8th, kiss the frog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Maybe it will turn into something wonderful and beautiful... hopefully!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Until now, I can't figure out what I have caught... a toad or a frog...&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/7434415363580614423-1427391160571851210?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/1427391160571851210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=1427391160571851210&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/1427391160571851210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/1427391160571851210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-found-toad-frog.html' title='I found a toad/ frog!!!!'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SY1xisRG1OI/AAAAAAAAAes/FvMNC2vTQbA/s72-c/238619647_0f1d52d657.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-6811772872387774385</id><published>2009-01-26T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T06:56:15.143-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>1st Day of Chinese New Year!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1st day of Chinese New Year....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gong Xi Fa Cai!!! Hong Pau Na Lai!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  Hehehe.... I woke up quite late today because I slept rather late during the eve. Due to my vanity, I got a good scolding from mum and dad for cooping inside the bathroom for more than half an hour. Then again, I took a long time to choose what to wear, accessories to match, my hair, my perfume... etc... until "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;ENOUGH ALREADY!!! U BETTER COME DOWN NOW!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  oKAY... wait ar... I need to take my new handbag to put in angpows... WAKAKA! After getting angpows from papa and mama, we went to grandpa's house which is 5 minutes drive away from my house. We had breakfast together with the rest of my cousins, uncles and aunts. We did not play cards this year... sobs &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T.T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I looked forward playing cards actually. It used to be our tradition when all of us will pour in our money and played... Haiz... Disappointed! After breakfast, we watched TV programmes together, then it came to a concert of WESTLIFE... then we started comparing which one is more macho... HAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  Besides getting angpow and MAKAN all day.... nothing special actually....HAIZ....&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/7434415363580614423-6811772872387774385?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/6811772872387774385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=6811772872387774385&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/6811772872387774385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/6811772872387774385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2009/01/1st-day-of-chinese-new-year.html' title='1st Day of Chinese New Year!!!'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-6418924911474366612</id><published>2009-01-16T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T07:00:53.938-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TAG'/><title type='text'>Tagged by Xin Yi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Question 1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My nickname:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A lot la...let's see, Apple, Menara Kuala Lumpur, Chipmunk, and most recently &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOO KUAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Age:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Just turned 18 in September in 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D.O.B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;26 September 1990&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Horoscope:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The Fairest of all.... LIBRA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interests:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Shopping, Reading, Online, Playing facebook!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Skills:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Drawing, Shopping, Eating and Sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Question 2:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you loved anyone before?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yes I do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you socialise with people?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yes, I do as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you happy now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am... but if there is a prince charming, my dreams will be fulfilled... hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you are given braveness,what will you do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If I am given braveness.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I will travel around the world in 90 days!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If one day, the one that you loved confessed his love for you, what will you do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I wish that day will come sooner!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Question 3:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is the one who tagged you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Xin Yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She is your...?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;One of my best friends in secondary school. Together we participated in Syarahan Competition during Year 6...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Her personality:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hardworking, Determine, Helpful and a very good FRIEND!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How long you know her?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Since primary... i guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do I think about her?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She is a very humourous person sometimes... despite the fact that she is always burrowing in her books... hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What would you like to say to her?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Xin Yi, no matter how far apart we are, I will still remember you. And I know that you like CHOCOLATES! Gambate in everything that you do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Question 4:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Favourite movie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot leh... most favourite would be Lord of the Rings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My favourite music:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Celion Dion's probably.... all the emo songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My favourite season:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Summer... when everyone can dress in swim suits and go to the beach whole day...and looking at cute cute guys on their surfing boards (winks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My favourite cartoon:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A lot leh...favourite one would be snoopy gua...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My darlings:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My family and friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My favourite colour:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;All the light colours but i love &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLUE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; most!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My favourite country:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A lot leh...but my first choice would be England!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My favourite weather:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Not warm but windy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Question 5:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If angels give me 3 wishes, it would be:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1. be successful in academic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2. remain strong bonds with family and friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3. married a good husband.... hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are u a very professional person?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So-so gua... so far can still juggle well in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My best moment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;will be when I find the perfect Mr. Right... hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you a confident person?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I guess I am. But my dad said that I was over confident at times.... blah blah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you like to smile a lot?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yes... and sometimes I can't find a good reason why I am smiling and laughing so hard... hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you can let go your life now, will you be willing to do so?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No.... and for many reasons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What life do you wish for?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A life without worries and happy go lucky...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Last question was not able to translate... so i will skip that, sorry, koong... hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434415363580614423-6418924911474366612?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/6418924911474366612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=6418924911474366612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/6418924911474366612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/6418924911474366612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2009/01/tagged-by-xin-yi.html' title='Tagged by Xin Yi'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-9127703001663252958</id><published>2008-12-19T06:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T06:38:43.231-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Thinking in advance...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SUus4fbQALI/AAAAAAAAAeU/SxcgYRweDMw/s1600-h/wed2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281505074530484402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SUus4fbQALI/AAAAAAAAAeU/SxcgYRweDMw/s400/wed2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SUus4D2lf5I/AAAAAAAAAeM/darwAQgkqMU/s1600-h/wed1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281505067128946578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SUus4D2lf5I/AAAAAAAAAeM/darwAQgkqMU/s400/wed1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; After reading Jci Jci's latest post, I also have the tendency to choose my wedding dress in advance. HAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For me, I so much wanted my wedding to be like a fairytale one. I hope there is one for me though. I sometimes hope life is a lot more simpler such as saying 3 words like "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" is a lot more easier. I wished I can say that bravely to the people I like and care for sometimes. It just that sometimes you don't have enough guts to tell so...HAIZ... Wish that I was not as shy as that in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;When I was a child, I was always amazed that every princess will find their prince charming and they live happily ever after. I wish that could happen in reality as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I want to live happily ever after with the man I love, and have a few kids... hehehehe... day-dreaming again... I should stop thinking about that for the moment... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DEFINITELY HAVE TO COMPLETE MY ASSIGNMENT!!!!!&lt;/strong&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/7434415363580614423-9127703001663252958?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/9127703001663252958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=9127703001663252958&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/9127703001663252958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/9127703001663252958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/12/thinking-in-advance.html' title='Thinking in advance...'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SUus4fbQALI/AAAAAAAAAeU/SxcgYRweDMw/s72-c/wed2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-5498610837370889116</id><published>2008-12-08T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:26:48.117-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experiences'/><title type='text'>More photos from Hatyai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST05xsJ-U6I/AAAAAAAAAZk/6FxqloBCoyw/s1600-h/trip+to+thailand+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277437864177456034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST05xsJ-U6I/AAAAAAAAAZk/6FxqloBCoyw/s400/trip+to+thailand+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST05xJBTG2I/AAAAAAAAAZc/B-peAX4q0QU/s1600-h/trip+to+thailand+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277437854745828194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST05xJBTG2I/AAAAAAAAAZc/B-peAX4q0QU/s400/trip+to+thailand+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST05w8iPv5I/AAAAAAAAAZU/7k3HvsB4U3c/s1600-h/trip+to+thailand+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277437851394359186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST05w8iPv5I/AAAAAAAAAZU/7k3HvsB4U3c/s400/trip+to+thailand+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST05wrRGljI/AAAAAAAAAZM/23NuANaXFUs/s1600-h/trip+to+thailand+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277437846759052850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST05wrRGljI/AAAAAAAAAZM/23NuANaXFUs/s400/trip+to+thailand+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST05wJeQteI/AAAAAAAAAZE/NGwOmUXkY7M/s1600-h/trip+to+thailand+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277437837687436770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST05wJeQteI/AAAAAAAAAZE/NGwOmUXkY7M/s400/trip+to+thailand+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Okay, these are some photos from Hatyai. I have to say I have enjoyed my 3 days 2 nights stay in Hatyai. Hatyai is the border of Thailand, and it is surprisingly cleaner than Malaysia. Malaysian have a lot to learn from Hatyai, I guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  We did a lot of sightseeings in Hatyai, visiting all kinds of temples, with beautiful and elaborated decorations on all their statues. For our first stop, we did a lot of rock climbing to get to one place to another, That was exciting, althought bouncing to the hard edges could be painful. OUCH! But, what I like most of Thailand was the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOOD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHOPPING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!! My father had to surrender already. We spent a lot until we were actually wondering whether there would be enough money left for dinner and breakfast. Hehehe! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  Yeah, I also went to watch the Famous Agua Show. Some Aguas were really like girls. I mean, they were so so pretty until you cannot differentiate them. They even acted like a girl. But there were really some Aguas that were extremely &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;UGLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!! I was so scared when they started running down the stage and performed in front of the audience. There was 1 uncle who was the victim of that particular &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UGLY AGUA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... really pity him, hope that he won't have nightmares. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  I learn a lot of things in Hatyai. I learned that most people in Hatyai only earned about 1000 Bahts which is equivalent to Malaysia Ringgit 100. RM 100 is like nothing to most of us Malaysians. One can easily spend more than RM 100 a day, and yet people over there only earned 100 ringgits a month. Knowing that, I was once again feeling guilty for spending my money so unwisely. Most of the children there have to work to substain their family, and here we are, always asking for more eventhough we have all our basic needs. Looking at them, making me feeling so thankful to have loving and caring parents who give me evrything I want and always supporting me and giving me advises in life.&lt;/span&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/7434415363580614423-5498610837370889116?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/5498610837370889116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=5498610837370889116&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/5498610837370889116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/5498610837370889116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/12/more-photos-from-hatyai.html' title='More photos from Hatyai'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST05xsJ-U6I/AAAAAAAAAZk/6FxqloBCoyw/s72-c/trip+to+thailand+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-7363432656015279496</id><published>2008-12-08T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T07:03:14.798-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Some of the delicacies in Hatyai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST0x2pIyWFI/AAAAAAAAAY8/buIKRifgmZI/s1600-h/trip+to+thailand+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277429153173493842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST0x2pIyWFI/AAAAAAAAAY8/buIKRifgmZI/s400/trip+to+thailand+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; These are some of the soft drinks in Hatyai. The blue one is the most expensive of all but it tasted like cough syrup! (Yucks) The pink one is not that good either... The red one is very nice. It is exactly like Pink Dolphin (White Grape flavoured)... finally found a substitute for Pink Dolphin. And the last bottle of drink is peach flavoured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST0x2IrIKEI/AAAAAAAAAY0/W5Lx1kqlTH4/s1600-h/trip+to+thailand+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277429144459159618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST0x2IrIKEI/AAAAAAAAAY0/W5Lx1kqlTH4/s400/trip+to+thailand+114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Roti Canai... DELICIOUS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST0xVps36lI/AAAAAAAAAYs/rsDLhQq4hN4/s1600-h/trip+to+thailand+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277428586389170770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST0xVps36lI/AAAAAAAAAYs/rsDLhQq4hN4/s400/trip+to+thailand+115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nasi Lemak which has 3 different kari and sambal and only cost you RM4!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST0xVfkEtLI/AAAAAAAAAYk/PFyQT37AQeU/s1600-h/trip+to+thailand+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277428583667905714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST0xVfkEtLI/AAAAAAAAAYk/PFyQT37AQeU/s400/trip+to+thailand+113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Teh Tarik that have 3 different combinations of colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST0xVG4F5jI/AAAAAAAAAYc/xm8G18DhUKM/s1600-h/trip+to+thailand+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277428577040983602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST0xVG4F5jI/AAAAAAAAAYc/xm8G18DhUKM/s400/trip+to+thailand+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; The salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST0xU1XFGpI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Mm7C-DQLyIc/s1600-h/trip+to+thailand+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277428572339116690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST0xU1XFGpI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Mm7C-DQLyIc/s400/trip+to+thailand+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tea in the hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST0xTVuFAWI/AAAAAAAAAYM/0fsEvKMVUS0/s1600-h/trip+to+thailand+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277428546665775458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST0xTVuFAWI/AAAAAAAAAYM/0fsEvKMVUS0/s400/trip+to+thailand+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; The famous so called "yu piu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST0wQ2Xal0I/AAAAAAAAAYE/u7wBV6LWPRI/s1600-h/trip+to+thailand+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277427404377855810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST0wQ2Xal0I/AAAAAAAAAYE/u7wBV6LWPRI/s400/trip+to+thailand+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST0wQj_m7II/AAAAAAAAAX8/nhq2C7huYPY/s1600-h/trip+to+thailand+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277427399446162562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST0wQj_m7II/AAAAAAAAAX8/nhq2C7huYPY/s400/trip+to+thailand+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; The Strawberry Drink in Pizza Hut! (Yummy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST0wQWfmACI/AAAAAAAAAX0/NWUZMryNa3I/s1600-h/trip+to+thailand+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277427395822223394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST0wQWfmACI/AAAAAAAAAX0/NWUZMryNa3I/s400/trip+to+thailand+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; The famous bird nest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST0wQClTPRI/AAAAAAAAAXs/NYvu8pmIuXM/s1600-h/trip+to+thailand+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277427390477450514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST0wQClTPRI/AAAAAAAAAXs/NYvu8pmIuXM/s400/trip+to+thailand+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Another type of Teh Tarik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST0wPjms6EI/AAAAAAAAAXk/xspb3Ite6bM/s1600-h/trip+to+thailand+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277427382161827906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST0wPjms6EI/AAAAAAAAAXk/xspb3Ite6bM/s400/trip+to+thailand+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; The famous porridge that contains pork meat and eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434415363580614423-7363432656015279496?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/7363432656015279496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=7363432656015279496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/7363432656015279496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/7363432656015279496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/12/some-of-delicacies-in-hatyai.html' title='Some of the delicacies in Hatyai'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/ST0x2pIyWFI/AAAAAAAAAY8/buIKRifgmZI/s72-c/trip+to+thailand+120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-5175705491924257542</id><published>2008-11-30T07:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T08:54:59.658-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Missions to complete!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These holidays.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/STLBj-zNENI/AAAAAAAAAXc/lVSV1tF1OSw/s1600-h/71739913_e476e6d7a8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274490937501618386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/STLBj-zNENI/AAAAAAAAAXc/lVSV1tF1OSw/s400/71739913_e476e6d7a8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Every timeI see a weighing machine... I will be wondering whether I have gained any weight or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/STLBUdV0SaI/AAAAAAAAAXU/hmvViHy3D0E/s1600-h/2683731065_26821152a6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274490670821951906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/STLBUdV0SaI/AAAAAAAAAXU/hmvViHy3D0E/s400/2683731065_26821152a6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Every time I weight myself, my expression will go like this....&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AHHHHHHHHH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I GAINED WEIGHT!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I GAINED 4 EXTRA KILOS???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/STLALItS5fI/AAAAAAAAAXM/qTA4iNHGT1I/s1600-h/bugerking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274489411152831986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/STLALItS5fI/AAAAAAAAAXM/qTA4iNHGT1I/s400/bugerking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Saying goodbye to my favourite food is hard........&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CRY!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/STLAC93fKKI/AAAAAAAAAXE/HMuT0_wu2F4/s1600-h/193236031_804ec3609a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274489270803835042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 353px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/STLAC93fKKI/AAAAAAAAAXE/HMuT0_wu2F4/s400/193236031_804ec3609a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Saying hello to healthy food like this...........is so.. so.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YUCKY!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Since when I have become a rabbit??? Have to be patient... since I want an ideal and slim body shape! (GAMBATE!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/STK_vqoyGvI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekUmuDeRs9c/s1600-h/2809799329_3c9c038326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274488939224374002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/STK_vqoyGvI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekUmuDeRs9c/s400/2809799329_3c9c038326.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I should really start working on my SS's assignment and do some studying... but my heart tells me to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ENJOY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; while you CAN!!! HEHE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274487989749198530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 381px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/STK-4ZkQrsI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6bCaUFSnRQc/s400/317172519_0b3f1eebce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Evertime I see a Christmas tree in anywhere, I know that Christmas is coming! Jingle bells, Jingle bells... and this calls for.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/STK99Ga9RqI/AAAAAAAAAWs/rYw6-oVMifE/s1600-h/s1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274486970997622434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/STK99Ga9RqI/AAAAAAAAAWs/rYw6-oVMifE/s400/s1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; SHOPPING!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Hehe! Clothes, accessories, shoes, books, stationery, presents..... the list can go forever.....hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, these are my missions to complete this holidays!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7434415363580614423-5175705491924257542?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/5175705491924257542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=5175705491924257542&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/5175705491924257542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/5175705491924257542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/11/missions-to-complete.html' title='Missions to complete!!!'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/STLBj-zNENI/AAAAAAAAAXc/lVSV1tF1OSw/s72-c/71739913_e476e6d7a8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-7732865318372642342</id><published>2008-11-27T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T05:59:20.032-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Have you ever dreamed of your own CASTLE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SS6gJoM6lZI/AAAAAAAAAWU/2idTmScqYUg/s1600-h/25.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273328300968285586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SS6gJoM6lZI/AAAAAAAAAWU/2idTmScqYUg/s400/25.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Looking at this picture leaves my mind wandering and hoping that someday I too, can be the owner of this castle... hahaha! (reading and watching too much of fairytales) Somehow or anyhow, I still hope that one fine day my prince charming will be riding on his shining horse, looking for me and take me to his castle and we live happily ever after. HAHAHA! (yeah, I know... I am dreaming again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I guess holidays make me dare dream a lot because I will have a lot of time to work on my imagination and cooking some devious plans as well. I don't know, but for me, I always think of fairytales and castles. Maybe I still have the sense of childishness in me. True, I won't afraid to admit that I still like to browse through toys and reading fairytales. Anything that is cute and colourful always catch my eyes. I still think that the world will be better if you believe in fairytales cause it ease your mind to somewhere else, making you feeling less stress and more happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Although sometimes there are no such happy endings in our life, however, I still believe that adding some fairytales can add some colours to your life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dreaming away~ moo moo moo&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/7434415363580614423-7732865318372642342?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/7732865318372642342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=7732865318372642342&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/7732865318372642342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/7732865318372642342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/11/have-you-ever-dreamed-of-your-own.html' title='Have you ever dreamed of your own CASTLE?'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SS6gJoM6lZI/AAAAAAAAAWU/2idTmScqYUg/s72-c/25.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-8061308841539262744</id><published>2008-11-22T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T09:15:19.010-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>How come i found this HOLIDAYS damn BORING!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SSg98tZFc1I/AAAAAAAAAWA/kl7q7a1fbo8/s1600-h/DSCN0821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271531477023421266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SSg98tZFc1I/AAAAAAAAAWA/kl7q7a1fbo8/s400/DSCN0821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Here I am... figuring my holidays... it is really very very boring this time... most of my friends are not back yet... and I am just plain lazy to start on my SS assignment... I am only planning to do it in December...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1 week of the Holidays had passed... Next week is a new week again... Again, I am going to face the boredom... haizzz... it is just too......&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BORING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!! That always happened to me when my holidays are too long cause I will find it very difficult to pass time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Today, when I was walking in Parkson, I found something that caught my attention... It was the list of orphans from the Salvation Army. I noticed that there are a lot chinese's orphans this time. I asked my dad about it, my dad only replied when times are bad, a lot of people has no money and borrowed money from loansharks... and leaving their children behind when they are unable to pay their debts. After hearing this, I felt that I am so lucky to have a stable and loving family. It is time for me to watch my expenses... I have to admit I have been spending a lot when I am in KL...money easy come, easy go! I never see the importance of saving it, but now I do after seeing so many people who is in need of money until they are willing to abandon their family and children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Time to save and cut cost... Cut down on the number of clothes, shoes, accessories!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SAVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&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/7434415363580614423-8061308841539262744?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/8061308841539262744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=8061308841539262744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/8061308841539262744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/8061308841539262744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-come-i-found-this-holidays-damn.html' title='How come i found this HOLIDAYS damn BORING!!!!'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SSg98tZFc1I/AAAAAAAAAWA/kl7q7a1fbo8/s72-c/DSCN0821.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-1379874012921134043</id><published>2008-11-17T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T05:49:31.793-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Troubles'/><title type='text'>Thinking away...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am thinking away now, from last night until today...I am not really myself....I am thinking hard and carefully...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I wondered why it is so hard to tell the truth? If everybody tells the truth, it would be easier for everyone, right? But somehow, nobody likes to tell the truth. Everybody likes to run away from the fact. We are always afraid that the person might feel hurt, shocked, to hear what you are trying to tell them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am somehow facing this dilemma now. I am not sure whether I should tell the truth or not. I am afraid that I might not have a chance to say it once it passed. Knowing the fact that once you have passed the point of no return, you will be regretting that you did not grasp that moment, and let that moment passed just like that. Why it is so hard to tell somebody that you love them and care for them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What should I do???&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/7434415363580614423-1379874012921134043?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/1379874012921134043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=1379874012921134043&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/1379874012921134043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/1379874012921134043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/11/thinking-away.html' title='Thinking away...'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-2914461880366920557</id><published>2008-10-27T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T10:52:07.224-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experiences'/><title type='text'>CAMP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SQX_jMwqA9I/AAAAAAAAAV4/IsQtHkdYplI/s1600-h/222+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261892719838102482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SQX_jMwqA9I/AAAAAAAAAV4/IsQtHkdYplI/s400/222+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Report on the Recreational Sports’ Camp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 in the morning, I was wake up by my noisy alarm. Reluctantly I had to stir myself up to check my luggage again for I was scared that I might leave out something important. We started our journey from IPIK around 9 in the morning after breakfast. All the way to Pangkor, I was thinking whether I was able to cope on this camping trip. As this was my first time on the camping trip, I was a bit nervous and shaky inside my little heart. Can I cope with this camping trip, I wondered?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our lunch in one of the rest house in Teluk Intan. I had a huge lunch because I am worried that the camp food might not agree with my stomach. At last, we reached Lumut’s jetty around 2pm. All of us helped to unload the heavy food stuff and all the equipment from the 2 buses. Very happily all of us entered the ferry and ran outside and feel the salt water as the sea water splashes on our face. How delightful it was!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda disappointed as I reached the camp site. It was so old and dirty. I went to Pangkor very frequently and I expected a more comfortable place. Sigh, what was I expecting? This was a college trip. Of course there will be no luxury and comfort. We set up our tent when we reached there. My tent mates were Hui Ying, Hvey Jci, Shenny, Sherene and Rachel. We hardly had any space after putting in all our bags. After that, we headed straight away to the kitchen to cook our dinner. I particularly screamed out loud when Sherene hold a fish in front of me. I feel foolish to scream. Later, I helped Sherene and Akma to clean the fishes. After that, I felt very good and I went round asking people to smell my stinking hands. We did our water confidence practice in the sea. It was so nice to be washed out by the strong waves. We were laughing and splurting out sea water as well. Lydia and I were scolded for using the toilet too long. But we really need to wash our wet track bottoms and T-shirts. I was very thankful that the night walk was cancelled so that we could sleep early that night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not wake up at 4 as I planned to. Shenny and I were sleeping like a log until Vicky’s loud and piercing voice woke us up. How I wished I had something hard with me, so I could throw the thing at him. We did aerobics before breakfast. Breakfast was delicious as we had nasi lemak. Group A did the kayaking while Group B did the orienteering in the morning. Orienteering was fun, we rushed here and there to find our next clue. Although it was tiring, it was fun to run around Pangkor Island. I enjoyed washing up and cleaning up the kitchen during lunch. It was satisfying to see everything spick and span. I dozed off before lunch. After lunch, Group B did the kayaking whereas Group A would be doing orienteering. I was paired up with Soma. We had a hard time controlling our kayak as both of us had no experience in this field. We were so scared when we could not paddle to the other side of the island. We called for help. After paddling for more than an hour, we began to get the skill already. But our hands were so tired. We did barbecue that night. I was really too tired to do anything but I managed to do the cultural night’s performance with my group members. Shenny and I were very tired and we decided not to stay up with the rest namely Hvey Jci and Hui Ying. So sorry, girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very happy when I woke up. I know this was the day that I was going back to my hometown. HOORAY! I packed my bags very happily and helped to clean the tents and the camp site in a happy mood. Around 12, we leave the camp site and headed to the jetty. All of us were so worn out until most of us dozed off inside the ferry. It was drizzling when we reached Lumut. All of us were very hungry because breakfast for that day was leftover of barbecue. Shenny and I decided to give a treat of KFC to our gang just to make up for our misbehavior in camp. All of them enjoyed their meal and commented that we had learned some toughness during the camp. We slept all the way back to KL. We told jokes and chatted when we were caught in the jam in KL. Vicky was very funny in his jokes. We particularly roared with laughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached IPIK around 8 at night. We had an enjoyable time washing the tents. We sprayed water at each other and it was fun! I learned quite a few things in this camp. I learned to be more independent, to be cooperative, to be determined, and I learned how to clean a fish. Hahaha!&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/7434415363580614423-2914461880366920557?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/2914461880366920557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=2914461880366920557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/2914461880366920557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/2914461880366920557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/10/camp.html' title='CAMP'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SQX_jMwqA9I/AAAAAAAAAV4/IsQtHkdYplI/s72-c/222+050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-1000356112479772245</id><published>2008-10-14T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T21:05:00.356-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Can't wait for Deepavali Holidays to come!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Yay! The Deepavali Holidays are around the corner... Let's see... Yeah!!! It will be starting next week. Hooray! The Pangkor trip falls on the 22nd, 23rd, and 24th. I will be going back... I wanna go back to meet up with my friends and teachers. Miss them so much especially Hui Ann, Jenna Wan Wei, Sze Wan, and of course my 2 most favourite teachers in the world, Pn Chew and Pn Lin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hui Ann&lt;/span&gt;, you better prepare to go out once I go back to Ipoh. No more excuses from you. Your exams are over and gone. Hahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jenna&lt;/span&gt;, as usual, you are always there whenever I went back to Ipoh. My dear dear tortoise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wan Wei&lt;/span&gt;, my beloved big fat ham sap cat... hahaha... long time I did not meet up with you already... you can give me my belated birthday present!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sze Wan&lt;/span&gt;... you naughty panda... asked you to go out, you will always say that I am fully booked with outings with my boy boy! Haizz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pn Lin&lt;/span&gt;... I am going to visit her these holidays. She is not going out stationed. Hooray! I have to catch up with the happenings in AMC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pn Chew&lt;/span&gt;... my most beloved teacher, I am not so sure whether she is free or not these holidays. I hope she is... I badly wanna go out and have a nice long chat with her. I did not get to chat with her during the last holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Anyway, I am here to say that I am dying to meet you guys! Yeah! See you soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Muakzzz from &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May Kuan&lt;/strong&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/7434415363580614423-1000356112479772245?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/1000356112479772245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=1000356112479772245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/1000356112479772245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/1000356112479772245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/10/cant-wait-for-deepavali-holidays-to.html' title='Can&apos;t wait for Deepavali Holidays to come!!!'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-5556690655145440399</id><published>2008-10-04T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T04:22:46.134-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Time really FLY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SOdRGyuGXTI/AAAAAAAAAVw/dhQQdS6WHJ0/s1600-h/3.BMP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253256667487165746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SOdRGyuGXTI/AAAAAAAAAVw/dhQQdS6WHJ0/s400/3.BMP" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Gee... my 1 week holiday is coming to an end again!!! I wished that our holidays are longer, then I can go and visit Pn Chew and Pn Lin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Pn Lin just came back from Cambodia. Had a lengthy and funky chit-chat with her over the phone. Pn Chew, on the other hand, I will be going over to her place afterwards to visit her. I miss her so much! I can't go back to college without seeing her, I always feel incomplete. HAHA! I am always homesick for Pn Chew...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I did quite a number of things these holidays. I finished &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 ASSIGNMENTS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; MUAHAHAHA!!! And I went out 3 times with my friends. I managed to watch MAMMA MIA!!! I managed to went all the way down to Tronoh to visit grandma. Grandma is fine but still rather weak at the moment. Hope that she will get better soon! What else did I do these short holidays? Haha, I went shopping with mummy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Oh....sheesh....I forgot to get my brows done!!! Well, I will have to do it after dinner. I must do my eyebrows, it is really getting out of hand!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;But, I really must say thankyou to all my FRIENDS!!! Thanks for going out with me eventhough all of you are having exams next week. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good luck in your examinations!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And a safe journey back to your universities (Alvin, Yun Teng and Xuan Zhi). Godluck!!! And after your examinations, we are all going to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunway Lagoon!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Hooray! See you guys then!&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/7434415363580614423-5556690655145440399?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/5556690655145440399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=5556690655145440399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/5556690655145440399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/5556690655145440399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/10/time-really-fly.html' title='Time really FLY!!!'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SOdRGyuGXTI/AAAAAAAAAVw/dhQQdS6WHJ0/s72-c/3.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-1537293743381892285</id><published>2008-10-03T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T11:29:15.575-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><title type='text'>Outing with friends (3 October 2008)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SOYklNp1HcI/AAAAAAAAAVI/r9WSkqOMcDY/s1600-h/outing+with+friends+oct+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252926237113130434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SOYklNp1HcI/AAAAAAAAAVI/r9WSkqOMcDY/s400/outing+with+friends+oct+100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Lulu and me in Bowling Centre, Jusco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SOYklIb2WPI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/srzfdPZcOls/s1600-h/outing+with+friends+oct+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252926235712313586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SOYklIb2WPI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/srzfdPZcOls/s400/outing+with+friends+oct+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Chipmunk and Princess Chipmunk! (hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SOYklXqX4dI/AAAAAAAAAVY/7Z1H_1aOs9U/s1600-h/outing+with+friends+oct+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252926239799763410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SOYklXqX4dI/AAAAAAAAAVY/7Z1H_1aOs9U/s400/outing+with+friends+oct+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt; Lulu and Chipmunk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SOYklzwYImI/AAAAAAAAAVg/TfSyy29-F6A/s1600-h/outing+with+friends+oct+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252926247341138530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SOYklzwYImI/AAAAAAAAAVg/TfSyy29-F6A/s400/outing+with+friends+oct+105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt; Chipmunk looking back to see his score...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SOYkl5guwoI/AAAAAAAAAVo/NYE3WpDRrPk/s1600-h/outing+with+friends+oct+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252926248886125186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SOYkl5guwoI/AAAAAAAAAVo/NYE3WpDRrPk/s400/outing+with+friends+oct+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt; Chimpanzee's WEIRD pose when he played bowling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hahaha... where should I start? Ok, we went to Jusco today. We meet each other in MPH bookstores. I was the first one to arrive, then later I bumped into Emily. She was also with her friends and we chatted until Yun Teng and Alvin came along. I was really very touched that they still remember my birthday eventhough my birthday was like last week. They still gave me presents... I am so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOUCHED!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thankyou for the lovely presents!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Thankyou!!! We headed to Mcd for a drink because Chim was arriving late. So there was no point waiting for him in the bookstore. Once we reached Mcd, Yun Teng and I managed to get away to buy a present for Alvin by saying that we were getting ice-creams. We went to G2000 at first. We thought of getting him a tie.. but 1 tie cost like RM105. So, we switched plans and went to Jusco to get him a formal shirt. It was RM89.90 before discount. After discount, it was only RM45.00, divided between the 2 of us was only like 22 something plus plus. Not bad! Then, I went off to find a suitable present paper and bag to put the present in. It was really hard to find the appropiate present paper and plastic bag... cause this is for a boy! Haiz... luckily managed to find one but sadly &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no chipmunk picture&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... It was a picture of a monkey! Hahaha... Alvin was kinda blur, he never noticed that we were shopping for his advance birthday present, he thought that we went to buy ice-creams. He was really a huge laugh. Lulu and I belanja him eat ice-cream as well. At 4.oo pm, Chim finally arrived. He was still the same old self, with his super long hair. Haha! We headed to the bowling centre after knowing that there was no suitable movies for us to watch. The boys were reluctant to watch Mamma Mia.. (Chim minds). So, we ended up playing bowling. Alvin was not very keen in bowling at first but he had the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;highest score!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We had an enjoyable time. Ionly managed to strike twice. Haizz! I think I had the lowest marks... paiseh! Alvin was the highest followed by Xuan Zhi, then Lulu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It was really fun going out with them! We are meeting soon in Sunway Lagoon! Alvin, you must come lol!&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/7434415363580614423-1537293743381892285?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/1537293743381892285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=1537293743381892285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/1537293743381892285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/1537293743381892285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/10/outing-with-friends-3-october-2008.html' title='Outing with friends (3 October 2008)'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SOYklNp1HcI/AAAAAAAAAVI/r9WSkqOMcDY/s72-c/outing+with+friends+oct+100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-6775472546728614688</id><published>2008-10-01T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T12:24:00.978-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quiz'/><title type='text'>The Clothes You Wear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What others see from your style&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;You probably have high self-confidence and don't mind what others think of you. However, you can be too materialistic and are never content with what you own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What your nightclothes reveal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;You are a sensuous person who can also get bored easily. You're probably a little lazy and like to have your own way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What others see from your ties&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;You are outgoing, energetic and trendy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What others see from your belts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;You are a frank, assertive and sometimes flamboyant person. You are friendly and want to be accepted by everybody. You like to have fun, to be free, and to live a comfortable lifestyle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What others see from your shoes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;You like to be the center of attention. You like to look good at all times and probably never leave the house without makeup on. Although you may be intelligent, you're also insecure about your looks. You care about others, and will always listen to what they have to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What others see from your earrings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;You are a sweet and talkative person. You are sociable, energetic and interesting, and get easily bored by the same old things. You are always looking for adventure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The last analysis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;You are probably a clever and adventurous person. You love to learn new things, and enjoy socializing with friends. Although you enjoy your freedom, you cherish peacefulness and like to spend time alone with your 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/7434415363580614423-6775472546728614688?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/6775472546728614688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=6775472546728614688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/6775472546728614688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/6775472546728614688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/10/clothes-you-wear.html' title='The Clothes You Wear'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-3153380523260680487</id><published>2008-10-01T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T12:25:28.310-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quiz'/><title type='text'>Get to know yourself better!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your views on education:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&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/7434415363580614423-3153380523260680487?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/3153380523260680487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=3153380523260680487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/3153380523260680487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/3153380523260680487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/10/get-to-know-yourself-better.html' title='Get to know yourself better!'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-7116804143798907802</id><published>2008-09-28T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T10:20:21.328-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><title type='text'>Tagged by Rachel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SN-8b-0F91I/AAAAAAAAAVA/twML1chWhAA/s1600-h/ipik+2+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251122879441270610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SN-8b-0F91I/AAAAAAAAAVA/twML1chWhAA/s400/ipik+2+116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;First time being tagged by people... not too sure what to say also... but here goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Starting time: 12.25am (early in the morning)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Name:&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Elizabeth Lim May Kuan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Sisters: My only sister, Yan (8 years old)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Brothers: Nope... but i have a lot of cousin brothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Shoe size: Ranging from 7 till 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Height: 162 cm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Where do you live: Peaceful Ipoh with lots of yummy food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Favourite drinks: Pink Dolphin (Peach &amp;amp; White-graped flavour), Teh Tarik, all sorts of fruit juice, yogurt drink, vitagen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Favourite breakfast: American breakfast... and lots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Have you ever been on a plane: Nope... in 2 years time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Swam in the ocean: yeah, since I am 1 year plus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Fallen asleep at school: Only when i am feeling exhausted and sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Broken some one's heart: Yes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Fell off your chair: Not exactly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Saved e-mails: Some only... from someone special &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;What is your room like: Full of decoration stuff... along with my collection of stickers and stamps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;What's right beside you: A whole bunch of uncountable things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;What is the last thing you ate: Fruits &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Had Chicken pox: when i was 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Sore throat: Who doesn't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Stitches: No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Broken nose: No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Do you Believe in love at first sight: Sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Like picnics: Yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Who was/were the last personYou danced with: Friends in college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Last made you smile: I smile now and then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Today did you Talk to someone you like: My favourite teacher and my crush... (can you guess?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Kissed anyone: My family members (Mum, Dad, Yan, Sher Weyne)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Get sick: Only once so far after going to college for 2 months plus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Talk to an ex: No ex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Miss someone: YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Eat: Yeah... eat all I can before going back to college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Best feeling in the world: To have someone reliable to lean on when you are feeling sad and depressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Do you sleep with stuffed animals: My bolster along with my range of soft toys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;What's under your bed: Dust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Who do you really hate: People who cheat and take me for granted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;What time is it now: 12.46am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Is there a person who is on your mind now: Yes... and I will dream about (him...her) tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Do you have any siblings: Yeap. My cute and kinda outspoken sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Do you want children: Yes... if possible... 4... 2 boys... 2 girls (I actually made up names for them ede) hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Do you smile often: Yeah... I do... even I am in a bad mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Do you like your hand-writing: Yes... rather neat and tidy (so like my mum's and dad's)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Are your toe nails painted: Planning to repaint it soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in: My parents n my future husband's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;What color shirt are you wearing now: it is a combination of colours... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;What were you doing at 7:00 p.m. yesterday: I was enjoying my shower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;When did you cry last: on my Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Are you a friendly person: I think so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Do you have any pets: My tortoises (Jen Jen and Jeff Jeff) before they ran away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Where is the person you have feelings for right now: Sleeping or plucking nuts... haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Did you hold hands with the person who means anything to you now: I wanted to!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Do you sleep with the TV on: NEVER.. it will distract my beauty sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;What are you doing right now: Blogging and Thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Have you ever crawled through a window: Err...no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Can you handle the truth: I'll cry when i need to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Are you too forgiving: Sometimes YES and NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Are you closer to your mother or father: My mum when dad is in a wrong way... and my dad when my mum is in a wrong way... but I am my daddy's precious child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Who was the last person you cried in front of: To myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;How many people can you say you've really loved: ALOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Do you eat healthy: I am practically the healthy one... always buy fruit juice and yogurt and drinks honey almost everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Do you still have pictures of you &amp;amp; your ex: got no ex, where to get pics?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Have you ever cried because of something someone said to you:Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Are you loud or quiet most of the time: Loud! Until my room mate complained about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Are you confident: YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 things I was doing 10 years ago&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;1. Studying in the primary school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;2.The goody goody girl in class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;3. Always taking part in various kind of competitions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;4. Collecting stamps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;5. Attending tuition classes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 things on my to-do list&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;1. Live life to the fullest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;2.Eat all i like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;3.Never leave my family alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;4.Make sure i get to go Queensland Uni of Tech in Australia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;5.Always remember my friends and teachers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 snacks I enjoy:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;1.Japanese biscuits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;2.Chocolates (Kisses and Tolberone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;3.Sweets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;4.Ice cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;5.Pizza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 things I would do if I were a billionaire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;1.Buy a big house for my mum and dad (staying together with them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;2.Donate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;3.Learn Tango and skating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;4. Shopping fpr branded stuff like Celine and Coach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;5. Invest it! (Shares and insurance)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 of my bad habits&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;1.Read only when I have the mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;2.Particular about table manners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;3.Always want to dress up elegantly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;4.Conclude things too early&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;5.Always want everything in perfect order&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 places I have lived in:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;1.Taman Perak, Ipoh Garden East, Perak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;2.Tronoh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;3.Hotels (a lot)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;4.My aunt's place in KL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;5.I could think of no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 jobs I've had&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;1.As a librarian in school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;2.The head of decorations in class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;3.Full time student&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;4.Full time good daughter ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;5.President of the Computer Club &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/7434415363580614423-7116804143798907802?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/7116804143798907802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=7116804143798907802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/7116804143798907802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/7116804143798907802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/09/tagged-by-rachel.html' title='Tagged by Rachel'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SN-8b-0F91I/AAAAAAAAAVA/twML1chWhAA/s72-c/ipik+2+116.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-4512958151011387421</id><published>2008-09-27T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T23:09:31.252-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'>Thank you for the memories of my 18th birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SN8bs-4ooUI/AAAAAAAAAU4/sGpOUa_PmbI/s1600-h/DSC00109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250946150146023746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SN8bs-4ooUI/AAAAAAAAAU4/sGpOUa_PmbI/s400/DSC00109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Thank you for giving me lovely memories of my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;18th Birthday&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am really, truly thankful!!! Speaking of that eventful day, my...it was raining cats and dogs on the way to Pavilion. Under 3 umbrellas, we did managed to get there safely... hahaha... chickens crossing the busy road of Bukit Bintang. Well, we headed to the Food Court first. We were starving because we did not get to eat as much as we wanted to during this fasting month. After ordering food and eating a whole lot of food, we felt better and more energetic. Then, another place we headed to was the ATM Machines. Hahaha! No shopping when you don't have enough money. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK... after withdrawing money, we headed to Vinnci since they were having sales there. Lydia and I bought the same cool clothes "Blame it on our CUTE looks!!!" and nice, cool earrings to go with the blouse. The rest also bought something as well. All except poor Shenny... of all the people, she is the most shopaholic one... but turned out the shopaholic cannot buy anything... nothing catches her eyes that day... TOO BAD! We also went to Times Bookstores and hanged out there for awhile.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then, it was time for dinner. We had KFC again... 3 times of KFC  in one week... yucks... but what to do? Elsewhere was full and packed with people. We went back by LRT and taxi. I really appreaciate you girls knocking my door at 12.00am sharp sharp. Thanks... thanks... though i really wanna zzzzz that time. HAHAHA! Thank you for all the lovely presents that u gave me... i really had a wonderful time... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;THANKS... THANKS... THANKS&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/strong&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/7434415363580614423-4512958151011387421?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/4512958151011387421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=4512958151011387421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/4512958151011387421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/4512958151011387421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/09/thank-you-for-memories-of-my-18th.html' title='Thank you for the memories of my 18th birthday!'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SN8bs-4ooUI/AAAAAAAAAU4/sGpOUa_PmbI/s72-c/DSC00109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-1043594152102303005</id><published>2008-09-05T19:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T03:58:43.924-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'>Circle of Friends in IPIK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Well, life is IPIK is as usual. The usual group discussions and assignments and more assignments. But all these were quite fun actually. Lately, we had to decorate the board in the TESL block. The naughty hippo (ST) came up to the committee and wanted us to do the board as soon as possible. Okay, so after classes, all 11 of us went out to buy the stuff that we needed. The people joining the little outing were &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hippo ST, Vicky, Sharon, Sherene, Darva, Deeviya, Shenny, Rachel, Hvey Jci, Hui Ying and me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;We were supposed to meet at the Aman BLOCK at 4.30pm. But due to some 'happenings', we were delayed until 5.00pm. Nevermind, we were still going to Jusco together. So, what's the big deal? We went to Jusco in 3 cabs. It was fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;We were damn hungry. I saw a lot of discounts in pdi, and vincci. I really have a tendency to buy a few things... but sadly... the group managed to pull me away from all these attractions in time... wawawa... okay, FOOD was more important! I get it! We were heading to Pizza Hut. YAY! We were so starved during this puasa month! Even if you have the money, you cannot eat. Shenny is crying for food almost everyday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Pizza Hut, here we come! Only 9 of us were eating because Deeviya and Darva were vegetarian for the day. We had four different pizzas namely Haiwaian Chicken, A vege one, A spicy one, the other one.. cannot remember.. basically i will eat anything as long as it is FOOD! We had mushroom soup, garlic bread, bread stick... YUMMY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Besides that, we also took lots of cool pictures together. Sadly, you will have to wait another 2 more weeks to see those cute pictures of us together. The connection here is not as good as the one i had in Ipoh. Sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But overall, it was fun to have the outing with them. It was the 1st time we went out in such a big group. It was fun and i love it very much. Haha, i forgot to tell you that Rachel and I had to walk back from HUKM because we forgot to press the 'ring-ring' in the bus. We thought that the bus would stop automatically for us to get down. But see see, we had to press. Haiz... but nevermind la, we enjoyed the breeze walk. HAHA! The naughty hippo said served us right. Blah.. naughty hippo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;Ok, that's all for our nice little outing. Will keep you updating about the events in IPIK!&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/7434415363580614423-1043594152102303005?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/1043594152102303005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=1043594152102303005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/1043594152102303005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/1043594152102303005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/09/circle-of-friends-in-ipik.html' title='Circle of Friends in IPIK'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-4742251401299387059</id><published>2008-08-31T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T02:27:11.947-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Shenny's 18th Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SLpicx0U2MI/AAAAAAAAAUw/GRGaHcjWGyc/s1600-h/pics+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240609362947659970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SLpicx0U2MI/AAAAAAAAAUw/GRGaHcjWGyc/s400/pics+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt; Me and Hvey Jci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SLpgYz84ruI/AAAAAAAAAUo/-g1HCEmE644/s1600-h/pics+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240607095777701602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SLpgYz84ruI/AAAAAAAAAUo/-g1HCEmE644/s400/pics+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hui Ying and Somakala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SLpeoo7rZ8I/AAAAAAAAAUg/VS76O2DhS30/s1600-h/pics+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240605168674498498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SLpeoo7rZ8I/AAAAAAAAAUg/VS76O2DhS30/s400/pics+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hui Ying trying to hide her face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SLpdzdA53oI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Z3wuW_v7p1Q/s1600-h/pics+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240604254942125698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SLpdzdA53oI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Z3wuW_v7p1Q/s400/pics+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Rachel eating the cake.. deep forest.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SLpcfX3xCbI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Ll7O2u7XNUY/s1600-h/pics+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240602810452609458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SLpcfX3xCbI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Ll7O2u7XNUY/s400/pics+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Group photo 1... bang Hvey Jci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SLpbOBa4kZI/AAAAAAAAAUI/ECIZhNiD7zM/s1600-h/pics+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240601412856484242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SLpbOBa4kZI/AAAAAAAAAUI/ECIZhNiD7zM/s400/pics+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt; Group photo 2... bang Shenny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SLpayHw2UAI/AAAAAAAAAUA/ogdspizVrZY/s1600-h/pics+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240600933522886658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SLpayHw2UAI/AAAAAAAAAUA/ogdspizVrZY/s400/pics+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt; Group photo 3... all of us showing our V-shapes style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SLpaXc99zyI/AAAAAAAAAT4/7GKE8JVHVBE/s1600-h/pics+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240600475358580514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SLpaXc99zyI/AAAAAAAAAT4/7GKE8JVHVBE/s400/pics+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SLpZG1DzRHI/AAAAAAAAATw/SqmO1Wo_LgE/s1600-h/pics+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240599090256102514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SLpZG1DzRHI/AAAAAAAAATw/SqmO1Wo_LgE/s400/pics+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SLpYttkbkLI/AAAAAAAAATo/7c73tPTz0dQ/s1600-h/pics+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240598658748747954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SLpYttkbkLI/AAAAAAAAATo/7c73tPTz0dQ/s400/pics+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hvey Jci licking the plastic...hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SLpX9p9H6lI/AAAAAAAAATg/sZfcmmipEqc/s1600-h/pics+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240597833144855122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SLpX9p9H6lI/AAAAAAAAATg/sZfcmmipEqc/s400/pics+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt; Shenny blowing out the candles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SLpXUBIUlSI/AAAAAAAAATY/y9OHKXLOMU8/s1600-h/pics+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240597117811332386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SLpXUBIUlSI/AAAAAAAAATY/y9OHKXLOMU8/s400/pics+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Outside Shenny's room... Hvey Jci and Sherene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SLpWR_VdnNI/AAAAAAAAATQ/MzvZ_-Qe5vI/s1600-h/pics+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240595983458213074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SLpWR_VdnNI/AAAAAAAAATQ/MzvZ_-Qe5vI/s400/pics+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Inside my room... beware... Hui Ying is going to kill...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434415363580614423-4742251401299387059?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/4742251401299387059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=4742251401299387059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/4742251401299387059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/4742251401299387059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/08/shennys-18th-birthday.html' title='Shenny&apos;s 18th Birthday!'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SLpicx0U2MI/AAAAAAAAAUw/GRGaHcjWGyc/s72-c/pics+082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-6831552201894121414</id><published>2008-08-31T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T01:22:47.852-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History (BM version)'/><title type='text'>Sistem Pendidikan pada Zaman Prasejarah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tamadun Mesopotamia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Kewujudan sistem tulisan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;-sistem pendidikan~ melahirkan jurutulis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;-epik Gilgamesh~ hasil kesusasteraan yang tertua di dunia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;                             ~ mengandungi falsafah dan cara hidup orang mesopotamia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;-tulisan~ gambar~ simbol (pd tanah liat)~ berbentuk pepaku~ cuneiform&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Perkembangan ilmu astronomi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;- perkembangan ilmu matematik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;- menggunakan jalan laut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;- mencipta kalender berasaskan sistem solar yang mengandungi 12 bulan dalam satu tahun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Perkembangan ilmu perubatan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;- kerajaan Assyria mementingkan kesihatan anggota tenteranya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;- 500 jenis ubat-ubatan termasuk herba dan ramuan perubatan, cara mengubat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tamadun Mesir Purba&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kemajuan pendidikan dan penggunaan kertas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- mencipta kertas daripada pokok papyrus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sistem tulisan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- hieroglif~ hieratik~ demotik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sistem pendidikan (rumah ibadat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- untuk kanak-kanak daripada keluarga atasan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- untuk melahirkan para pegawai kerajaan terutamanya jurutulis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Perkembangan ilmu matematik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kemajuan dalam bidang perubatan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- proses memumiakan mayat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Memperkenalkan sistem kalender 365 hari berdasarkan 12 bulan dalam setahun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tamadun Indus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Sistem tulisan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;- piktograf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;- sifat keterbukaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tamadun Hwang Ho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sistem tulisan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-ideogram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sistem kalender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Perang Sun Tzu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- selok-belok perang dan bagaimana menangani musuh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- taktik dalam urusan perniagaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Prasejarah'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-208228262232299360</id><published>2008-08-21T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:43:03.090-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>My 1 week holiday going to end... sob</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SK41kjameXI/AAAAAAAAATI/NTxHQYcd0SY/s1600-h/3.BMP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237182318776842610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SK41kjameXI/AAAAAAAAATI/NTxHQYcd0SY/s320/3.BMP" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;My 1 week holiday is going to end... i really feel like crying... i am not really looking forward going back to college... i wanna stay at home... and do my own things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I wanna eat my daily healthy food... milk, eggs, yogurt, vitagen, yakult, home-cooked food, afternoon teas, cakes... haiz... no more eating what i like once i go back to KL... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;And i will miss my family, friends and teachers so much. I did not manage to go out with every single of them... but they promised they will come back during the Hari Raya break... at least there is something for me to look forward... haha... if they dare not come back during Hari Raya... they will get a lot of punching and hitting from me, wei peng and lulu... cuz we will be celebrating our birthdays during the break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;And next time when i come back to Ipoh, i wanna spend a full whole day with Pn Chew and Pn Lin... hope that they will be free from school work... Miss Tham really load them with lots and lots of work... It makes me feel sad that my 2 beloved teachers have to suffer like this. That Miss Tham!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Papa does not allow me to come back to Ipoh for the Merdeka celebrations. He said i am to stay with Aunt Amelia and Uncle Danny for the holidays. Haiz... i don't mind staying with them... but, i want to go back... i still haven't meet up with my cousins yet... Ralph and Nick... i still haven't pay grandma a visit... everything is so rush-rush this week... a lot of things left undone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;But mark my words... i am going to plan my time-table for the Hari Raya break so that i can enjoy every moment of it... live life to the fullest! &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/7434415363580614423-208228262232299360?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/208228262232299360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=208228262232299360&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/208228262232299360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/208228262232299360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-1-week-holiday-going-to-end-sob.html' title='My 1 week holiday going to end... sob'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SK41kjameXI/AAAAAAAAATI/NTxHQYcd0SY/s72-c/3.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-3410199051278837779</id><published>2008-08-20T21:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:39:26.299-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Outing on Saturday (16 August 2008)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKzvGRJjOUI/AAAAAAAAATA/WAndt7BuL-g/s1600-h/all.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236823357686757698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKzvGRJjOUI/AAAAAAAAATA/WAndt7BuL-g/s400/all.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt; here we are.. Wai Yee, Foong Fern, Wei Peng, Me, Lulu and Jing Yi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKzvBd5YuNI/AAAAAAAAAS4/eD3XzteavJE/s1600-h/maylulu2.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236823275209275602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKzvBd5YuNI/AAAAAAAAAS4/eD3XzteavJE/s400/maylulu2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt; Lulu and I in Parkson... (they said lulu looked like a boy..hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKzu9G2Ay1I/AAAAAAAAASw/F0lNG3NPN74/s1600-h/wylulumay.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236823200301632338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKzu9G2Ay1I/AAAAAAAAASw/F0lNG3NPN74/s400/wylulumay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;Wai Yee, Lulu and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKzuzfMUqHI/AAAAAAAAASo/bgZ6LXEIr4Y/s1600-h/fren25.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236823035038967922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKzuzfMUqHI/AAAAAAAAASo/bgZ6LXEIr4Y/s400/fren25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt; Wai Yee, Foong Fern, Lulu and me in Sushi's King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKzusJZkNFI/AAAAAAAAASg/e_cvbpnsaMg/s1600-h/fren23.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236822908929848402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKzusJZkNFI/AAAAAAAAASg/e_cvbpnsaMg/s400/fren23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt; Looking good in Parkson's Toys Section&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKzumdhZ_bI/AAAAAAAAASY/sbS1ybCpdok/s1600-h/fren18.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236822811252227506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKzumdhZ_bI/AAAAAAAAASY/sbS1ybCpdok/s400/fren18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt; A much better photo of us.. Lulu and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKzuhBX9yOI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ktF1XR2E3V8/s1600-h/fren16.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236822717797091554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKzuhBX9yOI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ktF1XR2E3V8/s400/fren16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt; Finished eating liao.. still don't want to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKzubCjHfJI/AAAAAAAAASI/_Gar8nPJ80A/s1600-h/fren15.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236822615033085074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKzubCjHfJI/AAAAAAAAASI/_Gar8nPJ80A/s400/fren15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt; Three future teachers... Wai Yee (Mandarine Teacher), Foong Fern (Malay Teacher), Me (English Teacher)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKzuXJ-Bk9I/AAAAAAAAASA/T4tjvc0YcA8/s1600-h/fren12.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236822548305515474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKzuXJ-Bk9I/AAAAAAAAASA/T4tjvc0YcA8/s400/fren12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt; Say CHEESE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKzuPz4jyWI/AAAAAAAAAR4/mB9ilgKkJlo/s1600-h/fren7.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236822422117927266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKzuPz4jyWI/AAAAAAAAAR4/mB9ilgKkJlo/s400/fren7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt; Jing Yi, Lulu, Jenna and Wei Peng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKzuF1PeSvI/AAAAAAAAARo/IJ33v6TEEfA/s1600-h/fren4.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236822250683779826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKzuF1PeSvI/AAAAAAAAARo/IJ33v6TEEfA/s400/fren4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend since Form 1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKzt_-Be3nI/AAAAAAAAARg/aCQ0Kuntx_I/s1600-h/fren3.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236822149961801330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKzt_-Be3nI/AAAAAAAAARg/aCQ0Kuntx_I/s400/fren3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt; They said that we look like a boyfriend and a girlfriend taking photos together.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKzt5wHEN8I/AAAAAAAAARY/ljGSvu87ASI/s1600-h/fren1.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236822043147909058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKzt5wHEN8I/AAAAAAAAARY/ljGSvu87ASI/s400/fren1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt; Going to miss you guys so much.. see you again during the Hari Raya break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434415363580614423-3410199051278837779?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/3410199051278837779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=3410199051278837779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/3410199051278837779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/3410199051278837779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/08/outing-on-saturday-16-august-2008.html' title='Outing on Saturday (16 August 2008)'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKzvGRJjOUI/AAAAAAAAATA/WAndt7BuL-g/s72-c/all.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-270211158006930718</id><published>2008-08-20T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:17:21.229-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My days'/><title type='text'>Outing with Jenna and Pn Chew!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKzrVIPhJKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/j1MuoTCJ_lM/s1600-h/ipik+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236819214947394722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKzrVIPhJKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/j1MuoTCJ_lM/s400/ipik+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Pn Chew and me in the AMC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hahaha...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Yesterday, i went out again with Jenna... thought that meeting Pn Chew at 4.30pm... then, going to Secret Recipe together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Jenna and I were sitting inside Black Canyon's Coffee waiting for our Mocha to arrive... then, suddenly i received a sms from Pn Chew... "I'm so sorry... But i gotta catch up with u another time. Too many things to do. One of them is marking PMR Trial." I feel like crying when i looked at the sms. I so much wanted to go out with Pn Chew... I mean i am looking forward to visit her. I guess Jenna can suddenly notice my sudden changed of mood. Whenever it comes to Pn Chew, my swing of mood can change 360 degrees. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I am still determined to visit her. So after walking from the first end to another end, we are getting to feel bored. The reason is simple. Jenna will always go to Jusco during the weekends whereas i find the places here so dull and dim compared to KL. So, after walking for another 1 hour or so, we went to Secret Recipe and ordered Iced Lemon Tea and a lamb pie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I am still thinking how am i going to meet Pn Chew. Both Jenna and i were not driving. Our choices were:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;1. take a cab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2. walk there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;3. called up Mr Ling to pick us out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;We finally decided to take the cab since we bought some cheese cake from Secret Recipe. I'm afraid that the cheese cake will melt before it reaches Pn Chew. So, we took a cab from Jusco to Pn Chew's house. I actually feel like slapping the driver. He was way too much, charging us rm8 just to go to Canning Garden. 8 Ringgits... i can go to Bukit Bintang already from IPIK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;We paid quite unwillingly and went in and meet Pn Chew. It was so nice to see her again. We chatted for a long time. She was grateful that we bought her afternoon tea. Mr Ling was not around... he went out to play badminton again! Pn Chew will be in Penang from Thursday until Saturday. Wow... so cool... if i am not going back to KL so soon, i will hve so much like to tag along and follow her to Penang. Then, i can meet up with Lydia and Hui Ying. Jenna and i helped Pn Chew to mark the Science Paper for PMR trials. HAHA! The answers they gave really makes you laugh. For example: "Pure water is pure" "Pure water is completely free from microorganisms" 1 mark wasted for writing stupid answers. HAIZ! If only they gave the properties of water like "boiling point 100 degrees celcius" or "freezing point 0 degree celcius". They can easily get the 1 mark already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Jenna and I managed to finish marking Question 4 for 3 classes. One class has at least 45 people in it. 45 times 3 equals to 135.. not bad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Pn Chew gave us a ride home afterwards. I am gonna miss her so much. Miss all the lunch and dinner we used to had together. Going to the cinema and shopping! Can't wait to go back to Ipoh for the next Holidays!&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/7434415363580614423-270211158006930718?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/270211158006930718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=270211158006930718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/270211158006930718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/270211158006930718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/08/outing-with-jenna-and-pn-chew.html' title='Outing with Jenna and Pn Chew!!!'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKzrVIPhJKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/j1MuoTCJ_lM/s72-c/ipik+046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-7403110360560285169</id><published>2008-08-17T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T22:35:05.642-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>SMI Drama 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well done, SMI Drama!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Based on your acting, it was obvious that all of you have put in a lot of effort to make it a success. I managed to get the tickets last minute, thanks to Mr Chipmunk, Alvin Tan, who had 4 more tickets left. He managed to pass the tickets to me in Jusco yesterday. The drama was fun, i loved the actress who played the queen role. She had the majestic style when she walked and talked (looked like a queen). HAHA.. as for the King part.. (Jia Ee).. was kinda not so-so like a King! This King walked carelessly and was kinda dumb dumb... sorry Jia Ee... but you really don't look like a King.. or maybe you are supposed to act like this for this play. Overall, it was a good drama... with a lot of songs and interesting characters in it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am looking forward to the 2009 drama!&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/7434415363580614423-7403110360560285169?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/7403110360560285169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=7403110360560285169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/7403110360560285169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/7403110360560285169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/08/smi-drama-2008.html' title='SMI Drama 2008'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-5816758443469836297</id><published>2008-08-17T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T22:26:06.136-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Edward!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKkH0F1DRXI/AAAAAAAAARI/JVBTq0pBKW4/s1600-h/birthday.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235724633294194034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKkH0F1DRXI/AAAAAAAAARI/JVBTq0pBKW4/s400/birthday.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Happy 19th Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Well, i did not really elaborate on Edward during my recent posts. Okay, now, i will have a few things to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;HEM HEM... Edward is one of our seniors in IPIK. His best buddy is Ashley Tan. You can always see them loithering downstairs in TESL block. These 2 seniors are super nice to us. Always taking us out for makan and showing us the way to places like pavilion and timesquare. Edward helped me a lot la... like helping me to get the rm10 stamp each at such a short notice. Thanks a lot, senior!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;These 2 seniors were the only ones that did not really make our life miserable during orientation. Most of them will so much like to play us until we really hate them. Speaking of orientation again, i am scared stiff of the thought. Change of subject! I am really grateful to have these 2 good guy seniors in IPIK. Thanks a lot and Happy Birthday to you, Edward! &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/7434415363580614423-5816758443469836297?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/5816758443469836297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=5816758443469836297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/5816758443469836297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/5816758443469836297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday-edward.html' title='Happy Birthday, Edward!'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKkH0F1DRXI/AAAAAAAAARI/JVBTq0pBKW4/s72-c/birthday.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-58438414946565153</id><published>2008-08-17T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T10:07:50.505-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><title type='text'>Grateful to have some cool friends!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKhWkxt3bYI/AAAAAAAAARA/-M3GAwFKIyg/s1600-h/ipik+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235529756639194498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKhWkxt3bYI/AAAAAAAAARA/-M3GAwFKIyg/s400/ipik+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt; Malini and Somakala... my classmates of F1.2... always together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKhV-9t097I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/urmDRUSmDiY/s1600-h/ipik+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235529107025229746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKhV-9t097I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/urmDRUSmDiY/s400/ipik+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Mooi Qin... te obedient and polite one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKhVy1q2zMI/AAAAAAAAAQw/6WzUx1Vf6lk/s1600-h/ipik+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235528898706853058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKhVy1q2zMI/AAAAAAAAAQw/6WzUx1Vf6lk/s400/ipik+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; Hui Ying from Penang... the most studious person in our group... everywhere she goes... "i want my newspapers"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKhVR9Z55aI/AAAAAAAAAQg/kw_bcjZoOek/s1600-h/ipik+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235528333847553442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKhVR9Z55aI/AAAAAAAAAQg/kw_bcjZoOek/s400/ipik+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; Hvey Jci... our jie jie... always takes us around KL cuz she is from Cheras... very hardworking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKhU2A0h_YI/AAAAAAAAAQY/IbXD4UF0Un8/s1600-h/ipik+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235527853728202114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKhU2A0h_YI/AAAAAAAAAQY/IbXD4UF0Un8/s400/ipik+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Rachel from Malacca... staying in the same dorm... DAMAI! Likes to go up to her room to eat and chat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKhUOajjxwI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/IzKeAXtT1mo/s1600-h/ipik+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235527173441570562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKhUOajjxwI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/IzKeAXtT1mo/s400/ipik+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Lydia and I... have so much in common... like shopping for instance... classmates... always stick together during presentations with Malini and Mooi Qin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKhT1TbCAyI/AAAAAAAAAQI/s3EMdGsMFTQ/s1600-h/ipik+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235526742030025506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKhT1TbCAyI/AAAAAAAAAQI/s3EMdGsMFTQ/s400/ipik+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; My roommate, Chek Ee! We had a fun time together... hehe... always talking about our college!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7434415363580614423-58438414946565153?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/58438414946565153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=58438414946565153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/58438414946565153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/58438414946565153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/08/grateful-to-have-some-cool-friends.html' title='Grateful to have some cool friends!'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKhWkxt3bYI/AAAAAAAAARA/-M3GAwFKIyg/s72-c/ipik+086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-1059849361854998380</id><published>2008-08-16T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T09:45:54.482-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My days'/><title type='text'>One week Holiday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKcBwYKni1I/AAAAAAAAAQA/iwLeYCAI1-M/s1600-h/1.BMP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235155022473825106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKcBwYKni1I/AAAAAAAAAQA/iwLeYCAI1-M/s320/1.BMP" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hooray! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I got one week holiday to look forward to. A list of things to do like meeting old friends, Pn Chew, Pn Lin, Mr Ling, Mr Chandra, Madam Choo, my relatives, more shopping to do. Hahaha..unfortunately, there are still assignments to finish off and a number of things to read up. Haiz! But still, i am still looking forward to eat every single kind of food i can see and online as long as possible, watch television programmes, reading story books until past midnight, doing pedicure and manicure, going out as much as possible and wearing thin fabrics which seems scandolous in college. Now, that i am out of the college, attire is no longer a problem. No more worries when it comes to clothing. I can wear whatever i like and need not have to worry about anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Today had been fun. All of us meet out. There were 8 of us including me. Hui Ann, Wai Yee, Wei Peng, Jing Yi, Jenna, Emily and Foong Fern. We were very syiok. Firstly, we went to Bon Appetit. Haha..actually i never know Hui Ann will be so punctual. She really reached Ipoh Parade at 11 sharp sharp. All of us went there much later than that. Hui Ann and I drank tea in Bon Appetit while we waited for the rest of he gang. We took a lot of pictures that people might have thought that we were a couple. Haha.. the fact is Hui Ann looked so much like a boy that she can actually be one of the leng zai. HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;We also went to Sushi King for lunch. 2 of us shared a set each. We had a fun time taking pictures again. It was so fun and hilarious. Then, we went to Anime Shop and Parkson and we shopped. I bounced into Alvin. He looked more handsome than usual. Haha! We met a lot of old friends and we really enjoyed ourselves tremendously. I wished our outing will never end. It was too bad it had to end, but we were going out again on Wednesday. Can't wait for Wednesday to come! &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/7434415363580614423-1059849361854998380?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/1059849361854998380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=1059849361854998380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/1059849361854998380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/1059849361854998380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-week-holiday.html' title='One week Holiday!'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SKcBwYKni1I/AAAAAAAAAQA/iwLeYCAI1-M/s72-c/1.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-5090551483046854574</id><published>2008-07-27T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T05:38:32.184-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experiences'/><title type='text'>2nd week in IPIK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Classes were starting on the second week and we were still a bit blur about everything like where to go for our lectures and things like that. Out of so many lecturers, I like Dr Herani, Mr Chang and Pn Ros best. At least, these are the few classes that i won't fall asleep. Hahaha! Well, for me, IPIK is still ok despite of all the rules and regulations they have here. I hate to have hostel orientation again because we could only sleep at 1 someting every night. We were so deprived from sleep, and that makes us dizzy and tired for the next day's lecture. Sigh. Thank god all of these were over for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Our seniours were very good to us too. Ashley invited out for lunch on Tuesday. We (Hui Ying, Rachel, Huey Jci and I) got the priviledge to go out in his MYV. It was so good to eat chinese food again. I miss all the food when i come to this college. Last time, i can get any food i want. Now, i will need to walk a distance just to get a taste of chinese food. Sigh! I am definitely going out with all my friends and teachers during the August break. How fun it would be to see Pn Chew and Pn Lin again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;On Friday, 5 of us went out to TESCO which was within walking distance from our college. We bought a lot of things, too many until we found it hard to carry it back afterwards. We need to stop a taxi to get us back to IPIK. We got cheated by the axi driver. He took us one big round and charging us twice the amount. I guess this would be a little lesson for us.. not to trust anyone outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;On Saturday, about 8 of us went to shop at Mid Valley. I never thought that it would take us such a long time just to get there. You need to take a bus, a LRT, a Komuter, only then you can reached Mid Valley. We spent like only a few hours there only. HAIZ! We akways ended up.. confused.. how to go back to the college? Thank god Alliah was there.. if not, i am not sure how all of us are going to do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;That's about all about my little adventure with my friends in IPIK.&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/7434415363580614423-5090551483046854574?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/5090551483046854574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=5090551483046854574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/5090551483046854574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/5090551483046854574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/07/2nd-week-in-ipik.html' title='2nd week in IPIK'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-8233502624215457692</id><published>2008-07-19T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T23:17:58.845-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Every Cloud Has A Silver Lining</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I have been in Institute Perguruan Ilmu Khas for a week. Wow, my first impression was "I can't stand this place, i will just behaved and make sure that i go home safely during the weekends". Well, if you were me, you probably will think the same way as i do because the seniors were so harshed and unfriendly at first. When they opened their mouth, all they did was scold, scold and more scolding. Well, if you were wrong, getting scolded by people was fine.. but sometimes they really did scold us for no good reason. They seemed to be enjoying it.. bullying us while we cried on each other shoulders and regretted that we had came to this awful and horrible place. Our orientation was really TOUGH! It was the first time i attended this kind of orientation. Most of the orientation were supposed to have fun together but well.. we were not.. for the first, two days. It was like rushing here and rushing there. Skipping breakfast, lunch and dinner.. first time i ever did that. No time to sleep and no time to visit the toilet also. We were working like a robot who only gets 3 hours rest everyday and it was so tiring. For the first, two days, all i wanted was to go home. I wanted to leave this awful place. But, after a few more days, i found that it wasn't that bad afterall. We began to have some games with our seniors and i really enjoyed playing with them. Some of them were really pretty nice and friendly like Rajawesri, Dominic, Edward, Shan, Swee Peng, Sim, Catherina and etc. They were really super nice. My room mate was very nice to me as well. Her name was Chek Ee and she was realy helpful and friendly. She always makes me feel better whenever i came back down and depressed. Yesterday, Hui Ying, Rachel and i headed to Jusco Maluri to get a few things. We had a tremendous time together. I also meet a lot of super nice friends besides them like Lydia, Huey Jci, Felicia, 'Sofy', Sharene, Malini and lots.. ( i still couldn't remember all their names :( ). We went out with the seniors last night to have dinner. Found out a lot of good tips from them and it was really nice to get to know them.&lt;br /&gt;I have no regrets now.. i think i have made a right choice.. Everything ends well.. Hope for the best and never gives up!&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/7434415363580614423-8233502624215457692?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/8233502624215457692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=8233502624215457692&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/8233502624215457692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/8233502624215457692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/07/every-cloud-has-silver-lining.html' title='Every Cloud Has A Silver Lining'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-6211674836153406908</id><published>2008-07-08T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:00:24.550-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>What is the meaning of LIFE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SHODwamLmqI/AAAAAAAAAP4/XrvyUbLlxPo/s1600-h/friendship+1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220661260848962210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SHODwamLmqI/AAAAAAAAAP4/XrvyUbLlxPo/s400/friendship+1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; We often thought that we are less fortunate than others. We always like to compare ourselves with someone which seems more fortunate than us. We like nothing but to compare all the time, never knowing the truth. The truth is we are the more fortunate ones. We are more fortunate compared to a lot of people. We have a family, friends, food, clothes, home and education. Not many people can have that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am touching on friendship today. Companions are so great. They bring happiness, sadness and hope into our life. Sometimes, we may disagreed on something or another, but if you think in a greater detail, they have made your life more colourful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If i don't have friends, i may have been a different person today. I may have a business like attitude, cold eyes, using mechanical words in my conversations, and never thought of other people's feelings. I may not learn how to feel, to be moved by little gestures and that will make me into some kind of human robot, where there are no love for one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Having friends around me mademe change those attitude. I learn to laugh, to share happiness and sadness together. I have a most wonderful time to love my friends and to be loved by them. It made my life filled with more contentment and happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If i ever can love and to be loved by someone, i am glad that i was born. Friendship Forever.  &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/7434415363580614423-6211674836153406908?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/6211674836153406908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=6211674836153406908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/6211674836153406908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/6211674836153406908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-is-meaning-of-life.html' title='What is the meaning of LIFE?'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SHODwamLmqI/AAAAAAAAAP4/XrvyUbLlxPo/s72-c/friendship+1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-8002472739943100448</id><published>2008-07-02T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:00:24.739-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>What does LOVE means to you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGxdLOmCSuI/AAAAAAAAAPw/aK04rRibnOg/s1600-h/love.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218648515693136610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGxdLOmCSuI/AAAAAAAAAPw/aK04rRibnOg/s400/love.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Love is the most powerful thing in the world. It has good effects as well as its side effects. It can either make a person very happy or ruin a person's happiness. So, how can we define love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;There are all kinds of love in this world.. sibling's love, mother's love, father's love, boyfriend and girlfriend's love and etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Some people misused love and use it to take advantage of the person for many reasons. Probably the person is very rich and is able to give he or she lots of benefits. That is a wicked way to love someone. Though it is wicked, it is happening every second in our daily life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Many a times, money is more important than love. For example, you won't possibly date a person that is much poorer than you. You would rather go on a date with some rich guys. But according to principles, this is not right. However, this is the reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If we truly love someone, we will do anything to make them happy. We can never bare to see them unhappy. But sometimes, our so called routine work tends to tear away our relationship with our loved ones. We are too stress to even think about them. And as the time goes by, you will forget your loved one by and by. Your loved ones become such a new stranger to you. That is one of the reasons why there are so many divorce happening in our society today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If we just spend a few hours a day with our family, i'm sure this will bring down the ascending cases of divorce in our society.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Work is important, but always remember your family comes first. &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/7434415363580614423-8002472739943100448?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/8002472739943100448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=8002472739943100448&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/8002472739943100448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/8002472739943100448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-does-love-means-to-you.html' title='What does LOVE means to you?'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGxdLOmCSuI/AAAAAAAAAPw/aK04rRibnOg/s72-c/love.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-2558056924467365274</id><published>2008-07-01T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:00:25.079-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>Keep Bleeding Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGoyXh8S6lI/AAAAAAAAAPk/UiOYBouJ-0I/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218038498091788882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGoyXh8S6lI/AAAAAAAAAPk/UiOYBouJ-0I/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Closed off from love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I didn't need the pain&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Once or twice was enough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And it was all in vain&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Time starts to pass &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Before you know it you're frozen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ooooh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But something happened&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For the very first time with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;My heart melted into the ground &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Found something true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And everyone's looking 'round&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thinking I'm going crazy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I don't care what they say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm in love with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;They try to pull me away&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But they don't know the truth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;My heart's crippled by the vein &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That I keep on closing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You cut me open and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Keep bleeding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I keep bleeding I keep, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;keep bleeding love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Keep bleeding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You cut me open &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Trying hard not to hear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But they talk so loud &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Their piercing sounds fill my ears&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Try to fill me with doubt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yet I know that the goal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Is to keep me from falling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But nothing's greater&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Than the rush that comes with your embrace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And in this world of loneliness I see your face&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yet everyone around me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thinks that I'm going crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Maybe, maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I don't care what they say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm in love with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;They try to pull me away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But they don't know the truth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My heart's crippled by the vein&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That I keep on closing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You cut me open and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I Keep bleeding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I keep bleeding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I keep, keep bleeding love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Keep bleeding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You cut me open &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And it's draining all of me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh they find it hard to believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'll be wearing these scars&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For everyone to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't care what they say&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm in love with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;They try to pull me away&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But they don't know the truth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My heart's crippled by the vein&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That I keep on closing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You cut me open and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I Keep bleeding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I keep bleeding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I keep, keep bleeding love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Keep bleeding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You cut me open and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I Keep bleeding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I keep bleeding I keep,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;keep bleeding love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Keep bleeding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You cut me open and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I Keep bleeding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't know why i loved this song very much. Leona Lewis is a great singer. She has a high vocal and her voice is simply unique and sexy. This song reminds me of a lot of things. Girls can be so easily influenced by boys and do anything for the particular boy. If i am just sitting on a bench, witnessing the whole event, i would have thought that the girl is acting quite silly and ridiculous. But, if i am in the girl's shoes, i probably wouldn't think that it is silly, maybe i think that love worthed every single thing. We would do so much for one that we loved, even when your loved ones break your heart. Your love is beyond measure. That's why keep bleeding love is a good song. It is a reminder to us that we should not over loved our loved ones.. and it is also a reminder to remind us to appreaciate our loved ones. Keep bleeding, keep keep bleeding love.  &lt;/strong&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/7434415363580614423-2558056924467365274?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/2558056924467365274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=2558056924467365274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/2558056924467365274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/2558056924467365274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/07/keep-bleeding-love.html' title='Keep Bleeding Love'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGoyXh8S6lI/AAAAAAAAAPk/UiOYBouJ-0I/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-1782537299447210904</id><published>2008-06-30T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:00:27.386-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arts'/><title type='text'>Creative Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGj-gZC6v9I/AAAAAAAAAPU/MVP34WY1Yp0/s1600-h/6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217700000741113810" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGj9f8GAflI/AAAAAAAAAO8/oHyO7pxIYNo/s400/3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGj9F4onIJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Eh4eeSISs5I/s1600-h/2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217698445852614802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGj9F4onIJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Eh4eeSISs5I/s400/2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGj8qHy6icI/AAAAAAAAAOs/BXNGqaz-NZ8/s1600-h/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217697968886024642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGj8qHy6icI/AAAAAAAAAOs/BXNGqaz-NZ8/s400/1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434415363580614423-1782537299447210904?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/1782537299447210904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=1782537299447210904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/1782537299447210904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/1782537299447210904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/06/creative-art.html' title='Creative Art'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGj-gZC6v9I/AAAAAAAAAPU/MVP34WY1Yp0/s72-c/6.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-5261429718247957102</id><published>2008-06-29T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T10:44:42.645-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comments'/><title type='text'>So You Think You Can Dance 2008 (Twitch and Kherington)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;I am commenting on the Viennese Waltz that they did last week. I think they did an amazing job. I mean both of them were so graceful. Kherington and Twitch really showed their personalities in the dance, absolutely fabulous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Twitch was like a gentleman in the whole dance. Kherington did an amazing job. She was so graceful and she could lift herself up so effortless. Their movements sympronized very well. They really created a romantic atmosphere and make the audience captivated by their movement. I can feel it. It was like two love birds dancing after their wedding, a new day awaiting for them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;I think Mia was a little too hard on Kherington especially after she did such an amazing job. I don't see the problem of people smling. What's the problem with that? When you smiled, you make other people smile too. It is like a virus, you know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Overall, i think that Kherington and Twitch did an amazing job and they really work well as a couple. Twitch really changed a lot. He is transformed from a guy with big gawky glasses to a very handsome gentleman and he is really a good catch. Kherington is a really young and sexy little girl that anybody will fall in love with her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Goodluck Kherington and Twitch!  &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/7434415363580614423-5261429718247957102?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/5261429718247957102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=5261429718247957102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/5261429718247957102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/5261429718247957102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-you-think-you-can-dance-2008-twitch.html' title='So You Think You Can Dance 2008 (Twitch and Kherington)'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-4899264244734010817</id><published>2008-06-29T08:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:00:27.667-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Why it is so hard to express your feelings sometimes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGenAZj9VRI/AAAAAAAAAOk/nc1oaPiXbbk/s1600-h/Gakuen+Alice+184.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217322318635554066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGenAZj9VRI/AAAAAAAAAOk/nc1oaPiXbbk/s400/Gakuen+Alice+184.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;It is always easy to advice people to express their feelings... but when it comes to your own self, i always find it a little difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;Expressing one self can be very difficult. Everything seems to be very rush all of a sudden, and suddenly you will have no idea what to say, so i guess you will keep on talking but not knowing what exactly are you talking about. You wanted talk about another topic, but instead of talking about that, you talked about something else. That is waht happens to me when i am facing my loved ones. Haha! Weird, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;I wished i can express myself a bit more. Pei Han does has a point. Sometimes, we tend to hold back, not telling our loved ones how much we cared and loved them, then when something bad happened, we found out that it is too late to tell them how much we treasured about them. Then, we will start regretting for not telling them. But, regretting will not bring them back to life. So, the whole thing will be quite pointless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;Asians tend to be more secrective than europeans. We asians seldom expressed ourselves unless we have to. That is one of our weakness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;I hope that i will change my attitude as time goes by. I wanted to tell Pn Chew and Pn Lin that i loved and cared for them very much, instead of always making handicrafts for them now and then. Hope that i will succeed in doing that.&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/7434415363580614423-4899264244734010817?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/4899264244734010817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=4899264244734010817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/4899264244734010817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/4899264244734010817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/06/why-it-is-so-hard-to-express-your.html' title='Why it is so hard to express your feelings sometimes?'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGenAZj9VRI/AAAAAAAAAOk/nc1oaPiXbbk/s72-c/Gakuen+Alice+184.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-5149226676379510467</id><published>2008-06-27T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:00:28.874-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><title type='text'>Wai Yee's belated 18th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGXPoHh2x2I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/aX3eWSMi9u8/s1600-h/kl+trip+2+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216804031501354850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGXPoHh2x2I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/aX3eWSMi9u8/s400/kl+trip+2+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGXPVnRyXSI/AAAAAAAAAOI/L0_Re-Ev-Sc/s1600-h/kl+trip+2+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216803713606376738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGXPVnRyXSI/AAAAAAAAAOI/L0_Re-Ev-Sc/s400/kl+trip+2+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGXPCH8da0I/AAAAAAAAAOA/CxY-R9zwzx0/s1600-h/kl+trip+2+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216803378777910082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGXPCH8da0I/AAAAAAAAAOA/CxY-R9zwzx0/s400/kl+trip+2+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGXOH4pABII/AAAAAAAAANw/LbdW_tl2Iiw/s1600-h/kl+trip+2+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216802378237346946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGXOH4pABII/AAAAAAAAANw/LbdW_tl2Iiw/s400/kl+trip+2+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGXN385sIaI/AAAAAAAAANo/ijforYKBCsQ/s1600-h/kl+trip+2+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216802104503181730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGXN385sIaI/AAAAAAAAANo/ijforYKBCsQ/s400/kl+trip+2+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt; It was so nice to meet up with old friends again! It seem that we haven't meet up together for a very very long time. We used to see each other in school every day. Now that all of us are going separate ways, an uncomfortable little thud in my heart makes me feel a little sad to part. Time really flies. We are all grown up already, ready to face our next episode of life. We have shared our secondary life together in amc.. such beautiful and lovely memories. Okay, no more sadness, i will tell you what we did yesterday. We meet Jen Na and Wai Yee in Sam Tet. At the sight of them, we couldn't help but shouted each other names which cause the jeering of some boys. But i simply couldn't help it.. i miss them so much. Later, we went to Parade to watch a movie "Get Smarted". Lulu was late cause she had a meeting in SMI. She reached there 3pm. The movie was a good one. It was a comedy and we really laughed our head off cause it was so FUNNY! After the movie, we went to MP to have our lunch.. MP's environment was very nice.. we did enjoy ourselves very much there. We ate steamboat and laughed at each other silly ways. HAHA! It was simply fun and hilarious.. too bad good moments have to end.. but i will always remember that special moment.. Friends.. thanks for fulfilling my life.. Hope that our friendship will never never end no matter how far apart we are.. Friends Forever.. Amigos Para Siempre! &lt;/span&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/7434415363580614423-5149226676379510467?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/5149226676379510467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=5149226676379510467&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/5149226676379510467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/5149226676379510467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/06/wai-yees-belated-18th-birthday.html' title='Wai Yee&apos;s belated 18th Birthday'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGXPoHh2x2I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/aX3eWSMi9u8/s72-c/kl+trip+2+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-8168983698506280816</id><published>2008-06-27T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T22:31:02.102-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History (BM version)'/><title type='text'>Faktor-faktor Perkembangan Mesopotamia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;1. Kod Undang-undang Hammurabi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- berteraskan hak rakyat terhadap keadilan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- hukuman dan denda mestilah setimpal dengan kesalahan tetapi berbeza mengikut susunan lapis masyarakat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- terdapat 282 undang-undang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- dipahat pada tembok dan tiang besar untuk tatapan masyarakat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Kesan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-mewujudkan perpaduan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- mengukuhkan sistem organisasi dalam kehidupan masyarakat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- membantu peradaban Mesopotamia bertahan untuk jangka masa yang panjang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;2. Kewujudan Sistem Tulisan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- sistem pendidikan telah melahirkan jurutulis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- epik Gilgamesh merupakan hasil kesusasteraan yang tertua di dunia serta mengandungi falsafah dan cara hidup orang Mesopotamia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;3. Perkembangan ilmu astronomi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- perkembangan ilmu matematik dan geometri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- menggunakan jalan laut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- mencipta kalender berasaskan sistem solar yang mengandungi 12 bulan dalam satu tahun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;4. Perkembangan ilmu perubatan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- kerajaan Assyria mementingkan kesihatan anggota tenteranya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- 500 jenis ubat-ubatan termasuk herba dan ramuan perubatan, serta cara mengubat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;5. Penciptaan roda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- kereta kuda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- mencipta kincir air ~ mengalir air ke kawasan tandus dan meningkatkan hasil pertanian serta dapat mengawal banjir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;6. Alat pengangkutan yang terawal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- menggunakan kapal layar dan pengangkutan beroda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;7. Membuat batu-bata daripada tanah liat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;8. Mencipta arca dan tiang batu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- contoh: Raja Gudea &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/7434415363580614423-8168983698506280816?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/8168983698506280816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=8168983698506280816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/8168983698506280816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/8168983698506280816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/06/faktor-faktor-perkembangan-mesopotamia.html' title='Faktor-faktor Perkembangan Mesopotamia'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-649791008768438631</id><published>2008-06-24T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:00:29.970-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Renaissance Hotel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGEEXcqxE2I/AAAAAAAAANg/3Pge6Hs0XpI/s1600-h/kl+trip+2+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215454644350817122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGEEXcqxE2I/AAAAAAAAANg/3Pge6Hs0XpI/s400/kl+trip+2+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt; The lightings in Renaissance's are simply magnificient!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGEEEvmMaUI/AAAAAAAAANY/r7bp23nNXD0/s1600-h/kl+trip+2+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215454323014396226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGEEEvmMaUI/AAAAAAAAANY/r7bp23nNXD0/s400/kl+trip+2+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215453867604915618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGEDqPEHNaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/RMfwosT_6VY/s400/kl+trip+2+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Renaissance has a very pretty and big swimming pool.. beautiful view&lt;/span&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/7434415363580614423-649791008768438631?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/649791008768438631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=649791008768438631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/649791008768438631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/649791008768438631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/06/renaissance-hotel.html' title='Renaissance Hotel'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGEEXcqxE2I/AAAAAAAAANg/3Pge6Hs0XpI/s72-c/kl+trip+2+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-9218900968232809839</id><published>2008-06-24T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:00:30.732-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Some photos on PAVILLION'S foodcourt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGEB6X_0EMI/AAAAAAAAANI/gcTwca_UmdE/s1600-h/kl+trip+2+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215451945857454274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGEB6X_0EMI/AAAAAAAAANI/gcTwca_UmdE/s400/kl+trip+2+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Milky Lane is one of the ice-cream shops in pavillion... yummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGEBaUuo1iI/AAAAAAAAANA/8RIeJXtcgio/s1600-h/kl+trip+2+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215451395224294946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGEBaUuo1iI/AAAAAAAAANA/8RIeJXtcgio/s400/kl+trip+2+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;These are some of the cakes in Lavender ... aren't they cute?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGEA0bagpyI/AAAAAAAAAM4/rXKzvraIfcU/s1600-h/kl+trip+2+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215450744183891746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGEA0bagpyI/AAAAAAAAAM4/rXKzvraIfcU/s400/kl+trip+2+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is a shop that sells all kinds of candies&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/7434415363580614423-9218900968232809839?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/9218900968232809839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=9218900968232809839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/9218900968232809839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/9218900968232809839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/06/some-photos-on-pavillions-foodcourt.html' title='Some photos on PAVILLION&apos;S foodcourt'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SGEB6X_0EMI/AAAAAAAAANI/gcTwca_UmdE/s72-c/kl+trip+2+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-6007103410922184620</id><published>2008-06-18T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T07:43:36.147-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Comments on So You Think You Can Dance 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOW... i never seen a dance as hot and interesting as Chelsea and Tyrane did. I mean they are truly amazing. Chelsea did a tremendous good job. I like the way she kicked her leg and turned her leg around. She is sexy, hot, and absolutely TERRIFIC! She really set me on fire.. haha! She is really good... especially when she can bend and turn her leg like that... absolutely amazing. As for Tyrane, well, he did a very good job too. He could dance from the floor right up to the top. He did very well in keeping pace with Chelsea. It was not an easy job especially Chelsea was so energetic and up to her feet. They are both my most favourite couple on stage. I really hope that they can get through into the finale. Good Luck to both of you. I am your number 1 biggest fan. WOW!!!&lt;/strong&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/7434415363580614423-6007103410922184620?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/6007103410922184620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=6007103410922184620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/6007103410922184620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/6007103410922184620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/06/comments-on-so-you-think-you-can-dance.html' title='Comments on So You Think You Can Dance 2008'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-1028089985097087044</id><published>2008-06-15T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:00:32.379-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arts'/><title type='text'>Some of The Cards that i made for a Special Someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SFTp-CAQhII/AAAAAAAAAMw/bg3cQRjyUwc/s1600-h/Picture+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212047920673621122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SFTp-CAQhII/AAAAAAAAAMw/bg3cQRjyUwc/s400/Picture+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SFTpnb4zXfI/AAAAAAAAAMo/lEmw8acw_Pc/s1600-h/Picture+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212047532484681202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SFTpnb4zXfI/AAAAAAAAAMo/lEmw8acw_Pc/s400/Picture+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SFTpHpOls_I/AAAAAAAAAMg/rtDzDgYfUXk/s1600-h/100_1422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212046986309907442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SFTpHpOls_I/AAAAAAAAAMg/rtDzDgYfUXk/s400/100_1422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SFToQF2aavI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/6akjjMIimCA/s1600-h/100_1420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212046031920458482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SFToQF2aavI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/6akjjMIimCA/s400/100_1420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SFTnsJGoc6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/hO55CLag4gw/s1600-h/kl+trip+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212045414318502818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SFTnsJGoc6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/hO55CLag4gw/s400/kl+trip+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SFTnR95a1mI/AAAAAAAAAMA/mtTtT62bYq4/s1600-h/kl+trip+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212044964633695842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SFTnR95a1mI/AAAAAAAAAMA/mtTtT62bYq4/s400/kl+trip+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;These are some of the cards that i have made... please give me some comments... thanks... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/7434415363580614423-1028089985097087044?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/1028089985097087044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=1028089985097087044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/1028089985097087044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/1028089985097087044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/06/some-of-cards-that-i-made-for-special.html' title='Some of The Cards that i made for a Special Someone'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SFTp-CAQhII/AAAAAAAAAMw/bg3cQRjyUwc/s72-c/Picture+057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-4879218273119242121</id><published>2008-06-15T02:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:00:32.643-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>One of my Best Friends ~ Lulu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SFTf7JJYjQI/AAAAAAAAAL4/qnmolRIqap0/s1600-h/outing+with+friends+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212036875935059202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SFTf7JJYjQI/AAAAAAAAAL4/qnmolRIqap0/s400/outing+with+friends+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi, guys and girls. This is one of my 'best-sest' friend... LULU! Actually, her real name is Hui Ann. But since her surname is Loo, all of our friends decided to call her Little Lulu... or Lulu for short. And BRAVA... it suits her well. Hui Ann and i are friends since form 1. We sat next to each other for 3 years and you can say that our friendship is pretty strong. Since we sat next to each other for quite a long time, we were pretty used to each other 'habits'. Lulu likes to take a nap in class especially during maths or science lessons... she can sleep peacefully like a baby in a cradle. HAHA! But, she was definitely most energetic when it was History lesson, she would stay awake and with her eyes glued on the book, memorising each and every fact... totally ABSORBED! That's why we have another nickname for her as well, 'The History Genius'. And there was no doubt about that cause she can score the highest marks for history. Most of us would have rather take on the science subjects and not the arts subjects, but she is totally up to arts. Lulu is a pretty funny girl. She is very humuorous and would make you laugh until your stomach ache. Haha.. i really do miss school days. We were kinda crazy cause we like to play and fool around especially when the teacher was nowhere to be seen. If there is a teacher walking near our classroom, she will surely scream in horror. Our crazy days were like hitting each other, kicking each other, chased after each other... those were the days when we were young again.  Lulu is a very helpful and comforting person. She had help me a lot and in many ways. I am totally grateful to her cause she always manage to make me smile or laugh despite how bad the situation is. Now, we are going different paths. She is going to Arts Stream in St Michael while i will be going to Teacher's Training in July. I hope that our friendship will never ends no matter how apart we are. She is really one in a Million! God Bless Her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&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/7434415363580614423-4879218273119242121?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/4879218273119242121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=4879218273119242121&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/4879218273119242121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/4879218273119242121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-of-my-best-friends-lulu.html' title='One of my Best Friends ~ Lulu'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SFTf7JJYjQI/AAAAAAAAAL4/qnmolRIqap0/s72-c/outing+with+friends+048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-6248496025143820099</id><published>2008-06-11T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:00:32.870-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><title type='text'>Healthiest Anti - Aging Snacks by Doctor Mao</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SFABq2PiaTI/AAAAAAAAALw/ZeT7_yA0tos/s1600-h/pingu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210666604494481714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SFABq2PiaTI/AAAAAAAAALw/ZeT7_yA0tos/s400/pingu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Snacking often gets a bad rap, but if you make intelligent choices about what you eat, you can actually benefit your health and longevity. Read on to find out how!Why Snacks?Most of us are used to eating three times a day, but it is much healthier to eat smaller meals more frequently -f ive small meals a day, for instance. Eating in this way delivers a steady stream of nutrients, blood sugar, and energy to your body throughout the day and is also much less taxing on the digestive and metabolic systems. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And when you eat more small meals throughout the day, you will most likely avoid the pitfalls of overindulging at your next meal and may actually consume fewer total calories for the day. Keep healthy "grab-and-go" snacks on hand all the time to avoid the tempting lure of high-calorie snacks. Here are my top five snack choices:1. Nuts and Seeds Keep You YoungHealthy and appetizing, nuts and seeds are absolutely the best snack of the bunch. Helping yourself to a handful of nuts and seeds every day can improve circulation and muscle tone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And nuts and seeds are especially full of arginine, an amino acid that helps to combat heart disease, impotence, infertility, and high blood pressure, and it also facilitates the healing process. Additionally, arginine can stimulate the pituitary gland at the base of the brain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The pituitary releases growth hormones, which begin to decline quickly in humans after age 35. This means that after 35, your hormones start to plunge and you experience some aging symptoms. The skin loses elasticity, the muscle loses mass and strength, the lean body tissue decreases, fertility and virility decrease, and other signs of aging start to set in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Many nuts and seeds are rich sources of vitamin E, lignants and omega-3 fatty acids, which protect you from heart disease and also from the ravages of aging.Almonds, pine nuts, sesame seeds, Brazil nuts, walnuts, pumpkin seeds, sunflower seeds, flax seeds, peanuts, and pistachios: mix them in any combination and enjoy! Keep in mind that there are more nutrients in the raw form than roasted. Make sure that the nuts and seeds are fresh and not old and rancid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;2. An Apple a Day for Heart HealthThere are many reasons to eat an apple - or two or three - every day. One study discovered that subjects who ate five apples or more a week had a healthier lung function than those who ate no apples.&lt;br /&gt;And scientists have confirmed that apples also contribute to a healthy heart. Thanks to the fruit's rich pectin content, eating two to three apples per day leads to decreased cholesterol levels. Pectin also helps prevent colon cancer, one of the top causes of death in adults over age sixty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;3. Bring On the BerriesIn season again, berries are bursting with antioxidants. The enticing red, purple, and blue skins of berries contain bioflavonoids, antioxidant compounds that reduce free radical damage.&lt;br /&gt;These flavonoids are more potent antioxidants than vitamins C and E, and they also help to reduce inflammation - more effectively even than aspirin! • Blueberries are your best pick because not only do they have the highest level of antioxidant activity, but they also possess powerful neuroprotective properties that shield brain cells from damage , helping to slow down the age-related onset of memory loss, Alzheimer's, and senility. • Cherries also contain these beneficial anthocyanin compounds, which stimulate your pancreas to produce insulin. In fact, Chinese researchers have observed that cherries help keep diabetics healthy. These compounds also protect you against cancer, arthritis, and heart disease because they lower cholesterol.To learn more about the health benefits of berries, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.askdrmao.com/qanda.php?show=audio-berries.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;click here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;4. Avocado: Packed with NutrientsAmong the many antioxidant nutrients, glutathione is known as the "master antioxidant." This naturally occurring compound, found in avocados (as well as asparagus, walnuts, and fish), is made up of the three amino acids glycine, glutamic acid, and cysteine. Glutathione regulates immune cells, protects against cancer, and assists in detoxifying.&lt;br /&gt;A deficiency in glutathione can play a part in diabetes, liver disease, heart disease, low sperm count, and premature aging. Avocados are also a source of L-cysteine, which helps protect your body from the harmful effects of pollution, chemicals, radiation, alcohol, and smoke. L-cysteine may also help boost immunity, protect you from heart disease, and build muscle. It is also useful for combating inflammation and encouraging healthy hair and nail growth. Pair your avocado with whole-grain crackers or whole-grain crisp breads for a fiber-rich tasty treat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;5. Apricots for Anti-AgingOne of the staple foods of the famously long-lived centenarians in the Hunza valley of the Himalayas is the apricot. Research has discovered that apricots have the highest levels and widest variety of carotenoids of any food.&lt;br /&gt;Carotenoids are antioxidants that help prevent heart disease, reduce "bad cholesterol" levels, and protect against cancer. I hope you find the ways to nourish your body with healthy snacks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I invite you to visit often and share your own personal health and longevity tips with me. May you live long, live strong, and live happy!-Dr. Mao&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/7434415363580614423-6248496025143820099?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/6248496025143820099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=6248496025143820099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/6248496025143820099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/6248496025143820099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/06/healthiest-anti-aging-snacks-by-doctor.html' title='Healthiest Anti - Aging Snacks by Doctor Mao'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SFABq2PiaTI/AAAAAAAAALw/ZeT7_yA0tos/s72-c/pingu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-638270715989710214</id><published>2008-06-10T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:00:33.924-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animations'/><title type='text'>Gakuen Alice Academy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SE9iava7SzI/AAAAAAAAALA/M4hz3xb-p_4/s1600-h/Gakuen+Alice+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SE9iava7SzI/AAAAAAAAALA/M4hz3xb-p_4/s1600-h/Gakuen+Alice+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SE9jClczuAI/AAAAAAAAALQ/TTmbPkqWUw0/s1600-h/Gakuen+Alice+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210492189954783234" style="FLOAT: left; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SE9iava7SzI/AAAAAAAAALA/M4hz3xb-p_4/s1600-h/Gakuen+Alice+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SE9iava7SzI/AAAAAAAAALA/M4hz3xb-p_4/s1600-h/Gakuen+Alice+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SE9iava7SzI/AAAAAAAAALA/M4hz3xb-p_4/s1600-h/Gakuen+Alice+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SE9iava7SzI/AAAAAAAAALA/M4hz3xb-p_4/s1600-h/Gakuen+Alice+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SE9jqU1kLNI/AAAAAAAAALY/we2bXyoSR3w/s1600-h/Gakuen+Alice+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SE9jqU1kLNI/AAAAAAAAALY/we2bXyoSR3w/s1600-h/Gakuen+Alice+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SE9iava7SzI/AAAAAAAAALA/M4hz3xb-p_4/s1600-h/Gakuen+Alice+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SE9iava7SzI/AAAAAAAAALA/M4hz3xb-p_4/s1600-h/Gakuen+Alice+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever watched Gakuen Alice? It is the most interesting animation i have ever watched. This anime is full of courage, friendship, determination, and romance. The one from the left is Sakura Mikan Chan. She is the main character in this anime. She has the most funny personality and she is always full of hope. She is a dear that even the brutal and myterious Natsume will fall in love with her. She has a Nulification power and a powerful one as well. She can extinguished Natsume's fires. She is the one who change the academy into a joyous place. You just can't help liking her. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SE9iava7SzI/AAAAAAAAALA/M4hz3xb-p_4/s1600-h/Gakuen+Alice+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The second person from the left is Imai Hotaru, Sakura Mikan Chan's best friend. At first, both of them studied in a school in the outskirts. Later, Hotaru was transferred to Gakuen Alice Academy. Sakura Mikan Chan hated parting with her best friend and went after Hotaru so that they could be together again. Hotaru has an Invention alice. She can invent lots of amazing things that is noth interesting and useful.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The third person from the left is Nogi Ruka pyon. He is Natsume's best friend. He is an incredibly shy person especially when he faced Mikan Chan. He has a Pheromenal alice. He attracts animals and animals simply love him when he used his alice. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The fourth person from the left is the most mysterious one of them all. He is Hyugga Natsume kun. He has the most amazing power. He has the Fire alice. He is so incredible that even adults are afraid of him. Although he may seem very fierce and brutal at first sight, he is actually very good deep inside his heart. He is willing to sacrifice for his friends. It is Mikan Chan that changes his personality totally. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;For more information of Gakuen Alice, please visit my blog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434415363580614423-638270715989710214?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/638270715989710214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=638270715989710214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/638270715989710214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/638270715989710214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/06/gakuen-alice-academy.html' title='Gakuen Alice Academy'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SE9jClczuAI/AAAAAAAAALQ/TTmbPkqWUw0/s72-c/Gakuen+Alice+12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-3208536820334930239</id><published>2008-06-10T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:00:34.152-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SE9d2NB6IkI/AAAAAAAAAKY/yHc2_UyMlno/s1600-h/daulphinblue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210486479682937410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SE9d2NB6IkI/AAAAAAAAAKY/yHc2_UyMlno/s400/daulphinblue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In life, you never know what is best for you. What is the best road to take? And knowing that once you take that road, there will be no way of turning back because you have past the point of no return. Sigh, nothing is certain. That is life. Now, i got the teacher's training scolarship. I am thrill but i know that there are some advantages and disavantages if i take the scolarship. The life of a teacher is definitely more simple and leisure compared to many jobs. It is not as challenging as the life of an accountant. You get to have more social time and holidays. The not so good part is you will not have a high salary like the ones in the private sector, unless you give lots of tuition. I guess i just wanted a simple life, have a family, a stable income.. that's all i wanted. &lt;/strong&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/7434415363580614423-3208536820334930239?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/3208536820334930239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=3208536820334930239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/3208536820334930239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/3208536820334930239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/06/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SE9d2NB6IkI/AAAAAAAAAKY/yHc2_UyMlno/s72-c/daulphinblue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-1385450588063959693</id><published>2008-06-06T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:00:34.460-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>Island Princess lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SElBO0w4Y2I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/bQ5_BJj96ts/s1600-h/island+princess+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208766166968329058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SElBO0w4Y2I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/bQ5_BJj96ts/s400/island+princess+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Island Princess lyrics&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Life is a sea I’m sailing&lt;br /&gt;Riding the winds of time&lt;br /&gt;Looking to find the course that is mine&lt;br /&gt;Striving to find direction&lt;br /&gt;Starting to understand&lt;br /&gt;Every wave’s a part of the plan&lt;br /&gt;I’ll keep&lt;br /&gt;Leaping and loving and leaving the doubting behind me&lt;br /&gt;Hope is the star that I will follow wherever I go&lt;br /&gt;I need to know these answers&lt;br /&gt;I need to find my way&lt;br /&gt;Seize my tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Learn my yesterday&lt;br /&gt;I need to take these chances&lt;br /&gt;Let all my feelings show&lt;br /&gt;Can’t tell what’s waiting&lt;br /&gt;Still I need to go&lt;br /&gt;I need to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434415363580614423-1385450588063959693?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/1385450588063959693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=1385450588063959693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/1385450588063959693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/1385450588063959693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/06/island-princess-lyrics_06.html' title='Island Princess lyrics'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SElBO0w4Y2I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/bQ5_BJj96ts/s72-c/island+princess+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-984582950700507186</id><published>2008-06-06T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:00:34.585-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>Island Princess lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SElAP0w4Y1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5r3puGC0eWA/s1600-h/island+princess+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208765084636570450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SElAP0w4Y1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5r3puGC0eWA/s400/island+princess+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Island Princess lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Where is the land I come from?&lt;br /&gt;Who lives in where I was born?&lt;br /&gt;Why do my memory starts with a storm?&lt;br /&gt;What if I have a family somewhere beyond the sea?&lt;br /&gt;Could there be someone there missing me?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me&lt;br /&gt;Why I’m not sleeping and my heart is leaping inside me&lt;br /&gt;Could this be one of those times when your feelings decide?&lt;br /&gt;I need to know these answers.&lt;br /&gt;I need to find my way.&lt;br /&gt;Seize my tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Learn my yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I need to take these chances.&lt;br /&gt;Let all my feelings show.&lt;br /&gt;Can’t tell what’s waiting&lt;br /&gt;Still I need to go.&lt;br /&gt;I need to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434415363580614423-984582950700507186?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/984582950700507186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=984582950700507186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/984582950700507186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/984582950700507186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/06/island-princess-lyrics.html' title='Island Princess lyrics'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SElAP0w4Y1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5r3puGC0eWA/s72-c/island+princess+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-5082976349657912004</id><published>2008-05-31T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T06:24:46.944-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experiences'/><title type='text'>Parents!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Parents... eeps... are not incredibly great with some things... a lot of restrictions... no freedom... sigh... don know how much i am gonna put up with. I supposed it is hard to let your children go when they are old enough to be on their own. But then again, there is absolutely no reason to hear other people's reasons before giving people a hard lecture. Sometimes, i don't feel like listening to them, cause it makes no sense to hear them babbling through. I mean, if you scold for a good reason, i will hear you out. But, if you scold me for absolutely no reason, i definitely won't hear you out. You must know how to treat your kids according to their age, and not scold all you want just because you are in a fury. You will only make the other party detest you further. So parents out there, you must learn how to control your feelings and emotions before you lecture. Think before you scold, you might hurt the other people's feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/7434415363580614423-5082976349657912004?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/5082976349657912004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=5082976349657912004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/5082976349657912004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/5082976349657912004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/05/parents.html' title='Parents!!!'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-2908581608174743056</id><published>2008-05-19T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:00:36.057-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'>Wan Wei's 18th birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SDG0e_yp3aI/AAAAAAAAAJc/hATBS0TuDbI/s1600-h/Picture+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202137489202601378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SDG0e_yp3aI/AAAAAAAAAJc/hATBS0TuDbI/s400/Picture+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Trying out the new blouse in Mangos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SDGz4fyp3ZI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VSJrNcxUnrQ/s1600-h/Picture+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202136827777637778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SDGz4fyp3ZI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VSJrNcxUnrQ/s400/Picture+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Ooo... simply awesome...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SDGy9Pyp3YI/AAAAAAAAAJM/9XjYVsADzPM/s1600-h/Picture+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202135809870388610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SDGy9Pyp3YI/AAAAAAAAAJM/9XjYVsADzPM/s400/Picture+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Happy 18th Birthday, Wan Wei (One Way)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SDGyTvyp3XI/AAAAAAAAAJE/FLzjD0bTGHU/s1600-h/Picture+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202135096905817458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SDGyTvyp3XI/AAAAAAAAAJE/FLzjD0bTGHU/s400/Picture+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday to ONE WAY CAT (Wan Wei)!!! Meeting up with you and the rest of the friends were simply fun and remind me a lot of the happy memories that we have shared during our school days. The jokes that we made, the moments when we were sad, the moments when we were happy... al these memories cannot be easily forgotten... it will forever etched in my mind... i am really blessed to have a good friend like you. Hope that we will continue to keep contact and meet up again really soon. Goodluck in UTAR... Gambate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7434415363580614423-2908581608174743056?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/2908581608174743056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=2908581608174743056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/2908581608174743056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/2908581608174743056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/05/wan-weis-18th-birthday.html' title='Wan Wei&apos;s 18th birthday'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SDG0e_yp3aI/AAAAAAAAAJc/hATBS0TuDbI/s72-c/Picture+071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-5443443576112094342</id><published>2008-04-15T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T07:01:40.521-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Troubles'/><title type='text'>My thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;I am really sick of accounts already. But, i have to take it just to please my parents. I felt that it is not my interest, after so many months of studying it. I am not sure whether i can take 3 papers of CAT in June. I just don't like the subject much. But since i am left with no choice, i guess i need to strive on no matter what happens. Everybody thinks that i am great that i have an ambition to be an accountant, but i am sorry to tell you that this is not my real dream. Whether i can succeed in this dream or not, it is still a complete misery to me.&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/7434415363580614423-5443443576112094342?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/5443443576112094342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=5443443576112094342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/5443443576112094342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/5443443576112094342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-thoughts.html' title='My thoughts'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-9156457482243508234</id><published>2008-04-07T08:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:00:38.007-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experiences'/><title type='text'>A band that i witnessed in Pavillion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/R_o5SoH7guI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Zx9AOIHu_Dw/s1600-h/100_1859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186520913041654498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/R_o5SoH7guI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Zx9AOIHu_Dw/s400/100_1859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/R_o474H7gtI/AAAAAAAAAIk/jfcPLrvncEw/s1600-h/100_1858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186520522199630546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/R_o474H7gtI/AAAAAAAAAIk/jfcPLrvncEw/s400/100_1858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/R_o4i4H7gsI/AAAAAAAAAIc/jCQcJj4ntdo/s1600-h/100_1857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186520092702900930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/R_o4i4H7gsI/AAAAAAAAAIc/jCQcJj4ntdo/s400/100_1857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/R_o4YYH7grI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Q_-BxAaG4T8/s1600-h/100_1855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186519912314274482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/R_o4YYH7grI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Q_-BxAaG4T8/s400/100_1855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/R_o3-oH7gqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/bGooSIkUKn0/s1600-h/100_1853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186519469932642978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/R_o3-oH7gqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/bGooSIkUKn0/s400/100_1853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This was a band that i witnessed in Pavillion last Saturday. This band was really amazing. I never witnessed any band that was as good as them. They were superlly good and entertaining. I like the part when they put down the flags and raced to the center and danced with the music. Wow, they really do look cool! They were so good until i could yell WOW fot them. I am dying to know which school they were from. If anyone do knows, can you kindly please tell me. I have only one word for this band, and that is WOW! Continue with the good job and gambate.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/7434415363580614423-9156457482243508234?l=eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/feeds/9156457482243508234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434415363580614423&amp;postID=9156457482243508234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/9156457482243508234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434415363580614423/posts/default/9156457482243508234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey.blogspot.com/2008/04/band-that-i-witnessed-in-pavillion.html' title='A band that i witnessed in Pavillion'/><author><name>eliza-lovey-dovey-cutey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14989694283641658566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/SiX-JmBeUII/AAAAAAAAAgc/D3OaFH3TfE8/S220/New+Image.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJzg9goG_gk/R_o5SoH7guI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Zx9AOIHu_Dw/s72-c/100_1859.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434415363580614423.post-104846705902583
