<?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-8626561403788342877</id><updated>2011-10-03T06:19:39.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RainDrops</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-7207679820112885308</id><published>2009-08-08T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T01:12:30.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No One</title><content type='html'>I just hope that someone could really understand my feelings, but seems no one could...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our life, some might laugh and make jokes at you when you are getting into troubles, but some might stand beside you to give fully support to you no matter what had happened to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's life.&lt;br /&gt;it's the reality.&lt;br /&gt;sad of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really have to cherish when one's treat us with his or her sincere heart without any reasons or hoping for returns from you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to express my feelings here...&lt;br /&gt;wish all my lovely friends could live happily and stay strong in life~!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-7207679820112885308?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/7207679820112885308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-one.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/7207679820112885308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/7207679820112885308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-one.html' title='No One'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-8525139140725995846</id><published>2009-07-19T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T07:23:27.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss You Much</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SmMr8FyomdI/AAAAAAAAANQ/lgmlTSV4bsM/s1600-h/LonelyNight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SmMr8FyomdI/AAAAAAAAANQ/lgmlTSV4bsM/s320/LonelyNight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360176292847720914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;When you walked away, I stared twice at your back where your shadow had dropped  into my heart at that moment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I wish there was a camera to capture on...Just to remember what is the last scene of us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I wish that you could turn and have a look at me once more, before you go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I wish so much to chase you back after you've walked away, but I knew there was no choice for me, you still have to go in the end... That's the cruelty of the reality...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Later on, I've chosen to proceed to the place where I belong to, without looking back at you again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I kept my sadness then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Remained in my heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;The distance had made me breathless yet missing each part of our time when you are not here with me... It had seriously drove me crazy in this night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I miss the time when your cares are always there for me every time I need them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I miss the time when we are staring each other without any replacements,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I miss the words when you whispered to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I miss your shoulder where I wish to cry on once I feel lonely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I miss your embrace where I miss you so much that you can't ever imagine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;At last, I've forced to wait for you again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-8525139140725995846?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/8525139140725995846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/07/miss-you-much.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/8525139140725995846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/8525139140725995846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/07/miss-you-much.html' title='Miss You Much'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SmMr8FyomdI/AAAAAAAAANQ/lgmlTSV4bsM/s72-c/LonelyNight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-5754820557602214165</id><published>2009-07-10T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T12:54:54.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A lonely night</title><content type='html'>It's a lonely night...&lt;br /&gt;I wish to see a falling star infront of my eyes, but I couldn't see it at all...&lt;br /&gt;I wish there was an angel who tell me that she can accompany me for the whole night, but I still couldn't find anyone of the angels through out the night...&lt;br /&gt;Seem helpless...&lt;br /&gt;Once I close my eyes, I dream of everything that I wish not to happen in my real life...&lt;br /&gt;At this moment,&lt;br /&gt;I miss my home a lot... I miss my family and my sisters....&lt;br /&gt;I miss those time when I can't sleep, there is someone who accompany me...&lt;br /&gt;In Uni life,&lt;br /&gt;I miss that time when I was crying, and  there is someone who immediately put away the work, and accompany me for a night walk...to console me...&lt;br /&gt;It's memorable...but&lt;br /&gt;I do not hope it will happen again, let the memories remain at the same place...and I will just walk away from there...&lt;br /&gt;In this midnight, I think a lot... Suddenly every problem that I'm facing now just pop-out from my mind...good and bad&lt;br /&gt;Where I can't control myself anymore and I cry in this silence of the midnight... I cry as much as I can...seems crying out all the problems and sweep them away by my fingers...&lt;br /&gt;In our life, we just can't choose a path as what we like... even It's difficult to choose between two paths... Once you stepped wrongly, there is no way for you to return and start it all over again...there is no way...no choice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost 4 morning...&lt;br /&gt;and it's cold outside...&lt;br /&gt;I just can't sleep, just simply don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone else besides me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-5754820557602214165?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/5754820557602214165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/07/lonely-night.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/5754820557602214165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/5754820557602214165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/07/lonely-night.html' title='A lonely night'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-4584717744963229807</id><published>2009-07-10T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T08:23:06.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Need</title><content type='html'>Where ever you go, where ever you step, there is no need for you to look back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just simply because I've tear off the old calenders, where I have found my happiness in my new calenders...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've left all Hurts and Desperation behind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even lucks are not always with me, but, at least, there are no memories anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no more lies and secrets which you have hided them well before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need to worry about me,&lt;br /&gt;coz  I don't need them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need to pray for me,&lt;br /&gt;coz  I can pray for myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need to say hi to me,             &lt;br /&gt;coz  I've given away to others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need to say bye to me,          &lt;br /&gt;coz  there is not even a hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need to praise me,                 &lt;br /&gt;coz  it doesn't mean anything to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need to wish me,&lt;br /&gt; coz  there are still lots of wishes from others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need to care about me,         &lt;br /&gt;coz  there is no cares from you, for me, since the beginning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I know is that I will appreciate what I have now, even in the future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this will not bring any disappointments to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live as happy as you can,&lt;br /&gt;Live as strong as you can,&lt;br /&gt;If you can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, without a relationship, doesn't mean you have nothing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-4584717744963229807?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/4584717744963229807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-need.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/4584717744963229807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/4584717744963229807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-need.html' title='No Need'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-8674421634021800872</id><published>2009-05-28T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T00:13:05.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get well soon...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Calling for us after the closing door of surgery theater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying for you deep inside our heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing your pale face after the sound of operations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping you aren't feel too painful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fruits and flowers all around you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishes from relatives and colleagues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, you cant take it until doctor's permissions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starving for nearly two days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laying on the bed all the while without moving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing nurses walking back and forth for injections&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Vomited&lt;/span&gt; once having water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling me for help throughout the night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't even sleep the whole night cause by the serious pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks weaker and weaker without energy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how suffer you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sure miss the time when you were at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where you woke up early to prepare breakfast for sis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where you called home to check whether I'm still sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where you scolded me for not doing housework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where you can sleep well at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things never going to be the same till you recovered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hand phone&lt;/span&gt; rang continuously,fetching wishes to you from further distance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your sounds seem silent in the mist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home never complete without your appearance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish somehow our wishes make you calm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you to step into house again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is sent to cheer you up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see your smiles sooner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/Sh-Gr8nDghI/AAAAAAAAAMo/GPIhzrVNKmo/s1600-h/16249.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341135772647129618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/Sh-Gr8nDghI/AAAAAAAAAMo/GPIhzrVNKmo/s320/16249.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Thanks to all relatives, dear Pris, Angeline, my boy friend, K&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;inta&lt;/span&gt; S&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;aujana's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;colleagues&lt;/span&gt; and all my friends for your cares, visits and wishes...Thank you very much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Get Well Soon~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;3&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/8626561403788342877-8674421634021800872?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/8674421634021800872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/05/get-well-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/8674421634021800872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/8674421634021800872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/05/get-well-soon.html' title='Get well soon...'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/Sh-Gr8nDghI/AAAAAAAAAMo/GPIhzrVNKmo/s72-c/16249.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-6343510237412947273</id><published>2009-05-23T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T03:51:26.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Love</title><content type='html'>Suddenly,I think of updating my blog related to what I love so much since primary school, which is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;BALLET&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/ShfRdCpsQwI/AAAAAAAAALo/yy2IU_0zoUg/s1600-h/logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/ShfRdCpsQwI/AAAAAAAAALo/yy2IU_0zoUg/s320/logo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338966180129161986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/ShfRqL0vvjI/AAAAAAAAALw/6PeaWcpin5M/s1600-h/girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/ShfRqL0vvjI/AAAAAAAAALw/6PeaWcpin5M/s320/girl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338966405929745970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/ShfRvgdc89I/AAAAAAAAAL4/M64-_UO9Sow/s1600-h/ballet-photo-BIII-555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/ShfRvgdc89I/AAAAAAAAAL4/M64-_UO9Sow/s320/ballet-photo-BIII-555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338966497368536018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember that the first time my parents brought me to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;DANCE CENTER&lt;/span&gt;,which is my ballet learning studio, the principle of Dance Center, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss Chin Sun Sun&lt;/span&gt; taught me and a few of the new learners about "pointe and flat toes" ... We was holding each others' hand and formed a big circle...Than we were asked to sat down and pointe our toes... Songs being played by a  young, handsome pianist " good toes, good toes, naughty toes ~~ "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/She3MpNiD1I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/McUHJnQbC5s/s1600-h/Margaret+%26+Whites.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/She3MpNiD1I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/McUHJnQbC5s/s320/Margaret+%26+Whites.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338937311119937362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/She3F3F2uQI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GIokgGDy7SY/s1600-h/P1040971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/She3F3F2uQI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GIokgGDy7SY/s320/P1040971.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338937194586749186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/She2_jhOwnI/AAAAAAAAAJo/aFG34rnzcH4/s1600-h/HPIM0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/She2_jhOwnI/AAAAAAAAAJo/aFG34rnzcH4/s320/HPIM0107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338937086253646450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are good toes ^^ and bad toes are the other way round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next, it was a "skip and change" exercise... we have divided into 4 groups which are pink, blue, white and yellow, according to our height... Of course I'm the pink girl..lolx&lt;br /&gt;We skipped and galloped following the rhythm of the music, around the dance path... I was really tired that day and kept on yawning while dancing with all my little friends till being caught by my parents who were sitting in front of the dance room watching at me... oops...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed ballet dancing since that first trial in the age of seven... I remembered that my parents asked whether I like to continue learning ballet in Dance Center...I just nodded my head and said "yes" to my parents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the nod, i had the golden opportunity to learn my ballet till the age of nineteen... The ballet fees were quite expensive because it increased once you were in a higher lever... I was successfully attend all my ballet exams for every grades till I got my Grade 8 award from Royal Academy of Dance, London...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/She7dEB9E_I/AAAAAAAAAKI/BI176VjKC3w/s1600-h/RAD.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/She7dEB9E_I/AAAAAAAAAKI/BI176VjKC3w/s320/RAD.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338941991243551730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/She7HnNyEzI/AAAAAAAAAKA/uEjX8Pv7Ebo/s1600-h/ballet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/She7HnNyEzI/AAAAAAAAAKA/uEjX8Pv7Ebo/s320/ballet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338941622731281202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grade8 Certificate which I able to get from the internet ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Every month, my parents have to pay my ballet fees till Grade8 (rm16o) wow... Besides, I have to buy my classical ballet shoes and character shoes (black), 60 something for each one of them...after my Grade8, I joined pointe class which needed rm123 for my pointe shoes... I need pink, dark blue and light blue ballet leotard, tights, ballet skirt and also character skirts O.O When coming to ballet exams, the fees were almost rm200 something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I had about 9-10 pairs of ballet shoes that I have given to other small kids since I can't wear them anymore...haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really thanks to my parents for their financial and mentally support for my ballet... It cost more than my UTAR fees and accommodation fees...I can't imagine that...lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/ShfA9ZNxNLI/AAAAAAAAAKg/aOd_GMq6qnU/s1600-h/3088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/ShfA9ZNxNLI/AAAAAAAAAKg/aOd_GMq6qnU/s320/3088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338948044244202674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Light Blue leotard (Grade 6, intermediate, Grade 7 &amp;amp; 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/ShfAvQkP1uI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-kvQzInW7cc/s1600-h/07737d7_18.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/ShfAvQkP1uI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-kvQzInW7cc/s320/07737d7_18.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338947801404397282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dark Blue leotard (Grade3 to Grade 5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/ShfAfSPfQQI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/DbkMUM4VKGE/s1600-h/section_img_70.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 122px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/ShfAfSPfQQI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/DbkMUM4VKGE/s320/section_img_70.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338947526976291074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pink leotard (primary to Grade2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/ShfB9d6il0I/AAAAAAAAAKw/6Gq2XplJr08/s1600-h/Convertible-Ballet-Tights-T02-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/ShfB9d6il0I/AAAAAAAAAKw/6Gq2XplJr08/s320/Convertible-Ballet-Tights-T02-.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338949145017358146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/ShfB3qhFnyI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Vp3ylJ1ctZI/s1600-h/C-FootedTights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/ShfB3qhFnyI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Vp3ylJ1ctZI/s320/C-FootedTights.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338949045321047842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tights were fit on legs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/ShfECMPQ7DI/AAAAAAAAALA/VtnvuCXa-AY/s1600-h/s11__44619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/ShfECMPQ7DI/AAAAAAAAALA/VtnvuCXa-AY/s320/s11__44619.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338951425195043890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Character skirt (different studio will have different color stripes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/ShfEJeJAJ9I/AAAAAAAAALI/wYbEMtd78LY/s1600-h/Low+Heel+Syllabus+Shoes+139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/ShfEJeJAJ9I/AAAAAAAAALI/wYbEMtd78LY/s320/Low+Heel+Syllabus+Shoes+139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338951550259701714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Character shoes which had a low heel underneath&lt;br /&gt;(required 2 heels to click together to make clicking sounds)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/ShfE-JvRbAI/AAAAAAAAALQ/HOBFmhiaUZM/s1600-h/wdoiwear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/ShfE-JvRbAI/AAAAAAAAALQ/HOBFmhiaUZM/s320/wdoiwear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338952455316139010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Classical ballet skirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/ShfFwr4ZBsI/AAAAAAAAALY/v0Aj8AG0ywg/s1600-h/kids-ballet-shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/ShfFwr4ZBsI/AAAAAAAAALY/v0Aj8AG0ywg/s320/kids-ballet-shoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338953323474650818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Classical ballet shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/ShfGJZ7kusI/AAAAAAAAALg/6oJGbQ4FBC8/s1600-h/ballet-main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/ShfGJZ7kusI/AAAAAAAAALg/6oJGbQ4FBC8/s320/ballet-main.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338953748152892098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my beloved Pointe shoes ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Story Hidden Behind~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In around Grade3, my family was facing serious financial problems and my parents were quarreled because of that... They work very hard to pay for our living expenses... Because of that quarrel and the financial problems, my daddy was too angry and too stress of it, and end up he had stopped my ballet class... I was so sad but I got no choice...But, the kind and my beloved principle, Miss Chin had some discussions with my daddy and decided to offer me about half of my ballet fees for each month for temporary... I was so lucky to have her to help us and so, I have the chance again to continue with my ballet after 1 or 2 months later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I continue learning my ballet til Grade 6 and I was intended to stop learning it... I was stress preparing for my PMR exams and a large pile of my school work, yet I had to learn my Grade6 for 2 years only I can have my Grade6 exam... That time was quite sien for me waiting for 2 years... I started to get lazy and was always absence for my ballet classes...When I went back to Dance Center, I can't follow what teacher had taught because I had missed too much of my lessons for a few months... Yet, I just ran away from the reality and kept on absent for my class...Ballet teachers were wondering whether I wanna continue learning ballet or just stop half way.... Yea, I had just stopped learning ballet...I had given up so easily...But, after my parents, best friend's and my relatives' advice and support, I decided to get up and stepped back into Dance Center once again!! I wanna get a Grade8 award so that I am qualified to be a ballet teacher in the future...May I can work as a part time ballet teacher i mean...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;I love ballet... I love dancing... I just love it ~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember that when I was practising my ballet in front of my principle, she will keep on repeat &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;" Khai Ning!! just express what ever inside your mind, smiles from your heart within and just enjoyed dancing as you are in a dance stage where there were many audiences are looking on you and they are ready to give you a big applause after your performance... Khai Ning, please, please them... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another teacher, Miss Yap opined that&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; " Khai Ning, although you are not tall enough like other ballerinas, I know you can dance well using your own style... Don't be shy to smile and express your feelings...keep it up and come for more practise.... It will help you a lot !!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha... I still remember what they have left for me.... THANKS Miss Chin, Miss Yap and Miss tan !!! I will take them as a guide =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm dancing ballet, I am really concentrate on it.... enjoying the music... I let the musics lead my next ballet step...&lt;br /&gt;I will forget all the unhappiness and just enjoyed dancing around the dance room, even on the stage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Ballet is my LIFE, my SOUL ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never lose it in my life !!!&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;REAL THANKS to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;my parents and sisters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;my best friend that I ever had - Siau Tean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;my relatives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Miss Chin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; - the principle of Dance Center&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Miss Yap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; - ballet assistant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Miss Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; - ballet assistant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8626561403788342877-6343510237412947273?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/6343510237412947273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-love.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/6343510237412947273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;== Kampar SD had sucessfully organized our BBQ celebration at the 1st Student House in Kampar ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/ShIxaBPEsII/AAAAAAAAAII/J0JlNKnJsuI/s1600-h/DSC05408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/ShIxaBPEsII/AAAAAAAAAII/J0JlNKnJsuI/s320/DSC05408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337382831465476226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SGM SD members =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337378801226301698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks to all photographers,organizers and participants~~&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-7469973198623307037?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/7469973198623307037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/05/sd-bbq-2008.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/7469973198623307037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/7469973198623307037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/05/sd-bbq-2008.html' title='BBQ at 1st Student House'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/ShIxaBPEsII/AAAAAAAAAII/J0JlNKnJsuI/s72-c/DSC05408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-5131667459439922777</id><published>2009-05-10T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T04:34:58.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>心</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;终于考完试了。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;原以为会觉得很兴奋地大叫一场。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;但。。相反的，我带着沉重的心情离开考场，踏出校园。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;考试期间一直不停地反问自己 “为何人总爱带着面具过生活”？？？ 就不可以做会真正的自己吗？？？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;为什么在不同的场合里戴不同的面具？？？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;原来这世界也有那么的恐怖的一面。。都是虚伪的。。。没有真诚的心。。。没有真诚的关心。。。都是敷衍的。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;这就是现实的人生吗？？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;我该相信谁好呢？？？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;~曾经的你有着那么要好的朋友，如今你已选择放弃这段美好的回忆。。你从来都没有依恋着过去。。没有回头看看。。其实我们就站在你后面等着你回来。。想不到。。你却看不见我们。。忽略了我们对你的关怀与照顾。。从没珍惜你所拥有的友情。。。换来的只是一次又一次的伤害，失望，绝望。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;朋友。。其实你好幸福。。你不懂她为你做的一切就只因为你是她要好的朋友。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;现在。。。因为你早已不在了。。所以我也选择离开。是时候放开这一切。。。就让大家的回忆埋在心中吧。。我只能让自己尽量用平常心来看待你。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;当你发觉我们的好意时，已来不及了，因为我们已不在了。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;我只希望你会有自己的主见与做人的原则。。别总是爱抄袭别人的作品。。还以它为荣。。这是可耻的做法懂吗？？？试用自己的想法和创意来完成你的作品吧。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;你会体会到艺术真正的意义，感受到它纯美的一面。。。每一个作品要靠自己的努力完成，这样才会有真正的满足感。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;~曾经的你总是在我们难过时陪伴着对方。。听你诉苦。。但你太令我失望了。。你从来不会为自己说话。。宁愿自己受委屈都不敢开口。。总爱跟随别人。。没有主张。。因为你害怕得罪人。。。害怕没有朋友。。那我呢？？你有看到我的存在吗？？难道我不是你的朋友吗？？找回你的真心吧。。真心地对待朋友。。别把他们当陪伴者，只在需要他们的时候出现。。这不是朋友的定义。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;此刻&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;谢谢你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;让我不断成长。。让我了解这就是生活。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;原来生活并不简单。。但却是真实的。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;愿你早日找回你的良心。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;愿幸福快乐。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-5131667459439922777?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/5131667459439922777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_10.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/5131667459439922777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/5131667459439922777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_10.html' title='心'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-3520140331386831767</id><published>2009-05-06T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T20:39:03.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>幸福的今天</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;今天一大早就爬起床了。。大概是七点吧&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;约好了朋友一起晨跑。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;昨晚还跟她睡同一张床呢。。虽然两个都睡不好。。都睡得腰酸背痛。。哈哈。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;但，却有种幸福的感觉 =）&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;我们还跑到附近的公园。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;一起欣赏早晨的风景。。那细绵棉的云朵仿佛在告诉我们要幸福过每一天。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;我们还一起荡秋千。。越荡越高。。好想能够飞到蓝天的怀抱。。紧紧地抱着它。。。只要拥有它一分钟就足以让我觉得这世界还有温暖。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;今天才发觉原来生活可以很简单。。看着鱼儿无忧无虑地在池塘里游过。。抬头就看见我喜爱的蓝天与白云。。在空中自由自在飞翔的小鸟。。自然而然地，露出了发自内心的笑容。。这就是我一直在寻找的笑容。。我找到了~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;就单单一个晨跑和一个温馨的早餐就让我觉得好开心。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;原来在这虚伪的世界里还有我真诚，可以谈心的朋友。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来我并不孤单。。原来我是那么地幸福。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;真的很谢谢她一直以来的真诚陪伴。。我感觉到了。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;在我们的交谈中，她突然然说我成长了。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;或许吧。。最近看了很多，懂得很多，失去了不少，但得来的更多。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;原来只要以平常心看待事情。。看待人类。。你就会觉得每件事物都可以很简单。。很纯真。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;这是一位朋友告诉过我的。。。是真的哦。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;早餐后，一路走回宿舍的路途中，我们俩唱着歌~~哼着歌~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;歌曲包括 《爱因为在心中》，《私奔到月球》，《Baby,对不起》，《大城小爱》，《知足》。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;很有感触的歌曲。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;今天真的好开心啊~ 嘻嘻。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;愿大家开开心心，充实地过每一天。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;要加油~！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;=）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;以下是《&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;爱因为在心中》的歌词。。好喜欢~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;当我睁开双眼每一天&lt;br /&gt;都会记得大家的笑脸&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;明白心中勇敢又多了一点&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曾经哭泣也会看不见&lt;br /&gt;未来总会有别的喜悦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;就让时间翻开崭新的一页&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你的音符你的脸&lt;br /&gt;有种无声的语言&lt;br /&gt;教我不退缩要坚持著信念&lt;br /&gt;用音符画一个圈&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;经过都会被纪念&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;我想爱永远会留在你心间&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每个人都拥有一个梦&lt;br /&gt;即使彼此不相同&lt;br /&gt;能够与你分享&lt;br /&gt;无论失败成功都会感动&lt;br /&gt;爱因为在心中&lt;br /&gt;平凡而不平庸&lt;br /&gt;世界就像迷宫&lt;br /&gt;却又让我们此刻相逢our home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;伤心时你会给我笑脸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;让我感受友爱的原点&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;快乐地过有风有雨的岁月&lt;br /&gt;失望和伤心在所难免&lt;br /&gt;都会经历漫长的严寒&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;让这一切在我们心中沉淀&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;用旋律写张信签&lt;br /&gt;放入你的心褃面&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;手牵手记录我们爱的和弦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;用音符画一个圈&lt;br /&gt;经过都会被纪念&lt;br /&gt;我想爱永远会留在你心间&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;找回真正的内心吧。。。 =）&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/8626561403788342877-3520140331386831767?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/3520140331386831767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/3520140331386831767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/3520140331386831767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='幸福的今天'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-8780728513674578480</id><published>2009-04-26T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:12:23.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>breathless</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I dreamed of my good friend again...&lt;br /&gt;In the dream, we are still very good in our friendship...&lt;br /&gt;went to have lunch after school...&lt;br /&gt;thinking which places that we can hang around for long time....&lt;br /&gt;skipping class for no reasons...&lt;br /&gt;seeing her smile everytime....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... once I woke up, It seems to be so unreal...&lt;br /&gt;It's not in reality...&lt;br /&gt;It's only a dream...&lt;br /&gt;A dream that will not come true again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go back to bed after this...&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up the second time,&lt;br /&gt;I can't breath properly...&lt;br /&gt;don't know what is happening to me...&lt;br /&gt;I just can't breath well...&lt;br /&gt;can't breath like normal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am alone in my house...&lt;br /&gt;facing the air...&lt;br /&gt;facing the dream alone...&lt;br /&gt;there is no one around me...&lt;br /&gt;I feel very lonely...&lt;br /&gt;Hoping my family members coming back soon...in the evening...&lt;br /&gt;I scared to be alone sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;what a lonely day.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breathless.................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-8780728513674578480?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/8780728513674578480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/04/breathless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/8780728513674578480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/8780728513674578480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/04/breathless.html' title='breathless'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-6361942790400792089</id><published>2009-03-26T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T03:03:14.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Independent !!</title><content type='html'>There are lots of things which badly influenced my mood this few days...&lt;br /&gt;Where is Tan Khai Ning that I used to be last time???&lt;br /&gt;I just can't find her back...&lt;br /&gt;I'm suffering... and I need some time to be alone...&lt;br /&gt;Just leave me alone will do...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for my housemates and my dear Pris who shared my unhappiness with me...&lt;br /&gt;I just have to get some rest before I continue with my work...&lt;br /&gt;May be I should take it easily... I should not think too much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"太在乎别人了往往会伤害自己"&lt;/span&gt;I found this from Julz's blog...&lt;br /&gt;It's true...&lt;br /&gt;After all, I WANNA BE A MISS INDEPENDENT !!!&lt;br /&gt;I know I can do it !!!&lt;br /&gt;Tan Khai Ning will be back soon...&lt;br /&gt;Just wait for her...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-6361942790400792089?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/6361942790400792089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/03/miss-independent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/6361942790400792089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/6361942790400792089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/03/miss-independent.html' title='Miss Independent !!'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-4103949010512025977</id><published>2009-03-21T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T05:19:39.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>现实</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;现实总是&lt;span&gt;残酷&lt;/span&gt;的。。。&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/8626561403788342877-4103949010512025977?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/4103949010512025977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/4103949010512025977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/4103949010512025977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='现实'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-6337082003936553992</id><published>2009-03-12T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T23:04:06.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's really hard to meet TRUE FRIENDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;True friends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Will always be there with you when you need them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Won't run away if you've got nothing anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wipe away your tears with a lovely smile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Serve as a mirror when you have lost yourself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Even cried with you when you're feeling down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Create unforgettable memories that they purposely done...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hold your hands tight before you drop...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Giving you a warm hug shows you that at least they are with you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Share your smiles and tears throughout the years...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Never feel tired of your innocent...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;See you in heart but not on your face...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Try hard to console you even they don't know what else can do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So, appreciate every friends who are with you now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Someday, you'll know how important are they to you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Appreciate them before you lost their &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;care&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="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/8626561403788342877-6337082003936553992?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/6337082003936553992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-hard-to-meet-true-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/6337082003936553992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/6337082003936553992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-hard-to-meet-true-friends.html' title='It&apos;s really hard to meet TRUE FRIENDS'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-8477390426020503385</id><published>2009-03-06T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T09:52:24.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's just a PAST for you???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You'll never know how upset am I after you left me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You suddenly called me out for some matter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I was really scared to see you... I'm seriously scared of your expression, your voice, even your face...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I'm scared that you'll say something that really hurts me again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;We are really good friends since secondary school...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Even a few people asked me whether you are in love with me or why I care so much about you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I admit that I really care too much about you... Sometimes, I think that I've think too much coz of you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Others won't know how good we used to be except us... But now, you seems don't care about our friendship anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You asked me to let it go... past just let it past... ask me not to upset, must be strong enough...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I know that I have to... But it's pretty not easy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;May be I'm not a good friend... I seldom contact you yet didn't know what's happening to you throughout this few years...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I was not there with you when you're sad... and didn't share your happiness with you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;May be you have had a really good friend beside you, who can go through everything together with you when I'm not there with you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Sometimes, I'm just jealous of your friendship with her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;By the way, I still believe that you call me out is for a good reason, although I know that you wont be friends with me anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;But, please....don't disappoint me... I'll feel desperate after all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Will it be our last meet???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-8477390426020503385?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/8477390426020503385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-just-past-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/8477390426020503385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/8477390426020503385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-just-past-for-you.html' title='It&apos;s just a PAST for you???'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-1266736191693896040</id><published>2009-03-05T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T06:42:56.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When You're Gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I always needed time on my own, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I never thought I'd, need you there when I cry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And the days feel like years when I'm alone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And the bed where you lied, Is made up on your side...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;When you walk away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I count the steps that you take,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Do you see how much I need you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;When you're gone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The pieces of my heart are missing you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;When you're gone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The face I came to know is missing too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;When you're gone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;All the words I need to hear to always get me through the day... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And make it OK... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I miss you.....!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I've never felt this way before, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Everything that I do, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Reminds me of you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And the clothes you left, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;They lie on the floor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And they smell just like you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I love the things that you do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;When you walk away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I count the steps that you take,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Do you see how much I need you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;When you're gone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The pieces of my heart are missing you...! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;When you're gone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The face I came to know is missing too...! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And when you're gone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The words I need to hear to always get me through the day... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And make it OK... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I miss you.....!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;We were made for each other, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Out here forever, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I know we were, Yeah Yeah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;All I ever wanted was for you to know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Everything I do I give my heart and soul, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I can hardly breathe I need to feel you here with me... Yeah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;When you're gone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The pieces of my heart are missing you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;When you're gone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The face I came to know is missing too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;When you're gone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The words I need to hear will always get me through the day... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And make it OK...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I miss you.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-1266736191693896040?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/1266736191693896040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-youre-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/1266736191693896040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/1266736191693896040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-youre-gone.html' title='When You&apos;re Gone'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-8211674337936363480</id><published>2009-03-05T02:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T03:25:40.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Av3</title><content type='html'>Just came back from old town... AV3 gang went there for ice kacang...We chit chat and have funny jokes!! Long time didn't have a nice chat with them already.. haha.. I'm happy to be with all of them... Really thank them for helping me lots no matter in assignments or my private matters... We went to Taiping zoo last Saturday and Sunday... Although the weather was not welcoming us, but still en&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;joyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;going to visit with them... love you guys!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just feel like wanna write this in my blog..&lt;br /&gt;have a nice day!!&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-8211674337936363480?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/8211674337936363480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/03/av3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/8211674337936363480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/8211674337936363480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/03/av3.html' title='Av3'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-2838792971560898337</id><published>2009-03-04T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T06:48:49.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uni killers T.T</title><content type='html'>Assignments really killing me...!!! I have lots of assignments need to be done in few weeks time yet I'm still wasting my time for other silly stuff... There is 1 illustrator individual assign and 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;photoshop&lt;/span&gt; individual assign which is under Multimedia Tools for AV are waiting for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, there is conceptual design assign which is the typography individual assign and we are required to create a band of our group members to design a CD cover...Our 1st idea was being banned by lecture and our group have to think of another group name,concept and the design of the CD cover... We have just get our 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; idea done, I hope It would be fine and won't banned by lecture again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Copywriting&lt;/span&gt; subject, we have to advertise &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;TESCO&lt;/span&gt;!!! It's not easy to think of the ads, billboard and TV commercial... Our group has gone to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;TESCO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kampar&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;TESCO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ipoh&lt;/span&gt; and Giant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ipoh&lt;/span&gt; for survey but we find out nothing much about it...All the answers given by the customers were the same as what we have known...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;TESCO&lt;/span&gt; ads are really bad as the lecturer said... So, what we need to do is to change customers' perception on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;TESCO&lt;/span&gt;!!! and to create a good ad for it... Really headache...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the coming weeks, there are still more and more assignments given by lecturers... I'm wondering what's the J&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;apanese&lt;/span&gt; assignment that we have to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna faint &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; of all those assignments...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please!!! It's time to calm myself down and to start my assignment now!!!!! Don't waste time anymore!!! I must get over it !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAMBATEH for myself !!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-2838792971560898337?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/2838792971560898337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/03/assignments-really-killing-me.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/2838792971560898337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/2838792971560898337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/03/assignments-really-killing-me.html' title='Uni killers T.T'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-2433212378972201061</id><published>2009-03-04T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T06:05:14.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MISS</title><content type='html'>When I'm happy and feel joy, my sister will share my happy stories with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm feeling down, she's always my patient listener, even she's busy with her things and I'm long winded, she won't neglect me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm sad and I cried, my parents will be the first who come to me... to console and to give advice to me...or even bring me out to have a walk by car so that I will feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;better&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; on something that happened in my life, they will cheer me up, telling me that it's just part of my life, there is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; a long long way to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm sick or not feeling well, they will call me to make sure that I'm fine in hostel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I face any problems, they will always stand beside me to support me, to make me feel that there is still someone who cares about me when I'm alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family is so important to me... even I make them angry, at last, they will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; forgive me... just because I'm their daughter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my home so much, wish to go back to see them immediately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I love my family just simply because they are my loved ones...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-2433212378972201061?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/2433212378972201061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/03/miss.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/2433212378972201061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/2433212378972201061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/03/miss.html' title='MISS'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-2161100093697313159</id><published>2009-02-15T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T08:03:25.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>再见了</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;真想不到这六年的感情，就在今年结束了。。&lt;br /&gt;我不想再执著我们这段友谊，但却又放不下你,因为你已住进我心里。。&lt;br /&gt;你是我这一生最要好的朋友 。。&lt;br /&gt;我们经过了这么多的风风雨雨，许多我俩的回忆，不管是美好或伤心的，我都会记得。。。&lt;br /&gt;我们曾经深深伤害了对方，是因为太在乎了。。&lt;br /&gt;有时不是对方不重视你，而是你太在乎对方了。。&lt;br /&gt;同样的，我并不是对你毫不在乎，而是你太在乎小事了。。。&lt;br /&gt;最近我都在忙学业，少联络你，你一定觉得我把你给忘了。。。&lt;br /&gt;我不懂要怎样再次挽回，因为我知道你已为我们的友谊画上句号了。。&lt;br /&gt;你曾经说过你以平常心看待我，现在呢？？在街上遇到我时，是否不再跟我打个招呼，转头就走？？&lt;br /&gt;我看见你的postout了，你说“不要只在你伤心的时候找我...以为可耻的 自私是分享...以分享掩饰炫耀的借口.. .遐想里的希望都被你埋没了...是你送我 搭上离开的烈车...再见了...心中的好朋友”&lt;br /&gt;我懂你是写给我看的。。&lt;br /&gt;老公，你突然又再次离开了我，在我生命中再次没有你的日子会是怎样的呢？？？我不敢去想，我选择逃避，虽然知道我逃不过。。&lt;br /&gt;如果伤害了你，我只能在这说对不起。。&lt;br /&gt;你是不可能看到我的blog的。。只想说出我的心声。。。&lt;br /&gt;我会把你收在心里。。&lt;br /&gt;我会尝试习惯你的不存在。。尝试不再执著。。。&lt;br /&gt;我不想让你走，很伤心，很难过。。。&lt;br /&gt;但我哭不出。。。&lt;br /&gt;也许离开对我俩都好。。。&lt;br /&gt;只有祝福你。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-2161100093697313159?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/2161100093697313159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/2161100093697313159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/2161100093697313159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='再见了'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-6681681436311148161</id><published>2009-02-11T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T21:01:57.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is that wrong???</title><content type='html'>Recently,you make me feel that everything I did was wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Everytime&lt;/span&gt; when I make my decision, I was thinking of you...&lt;br /&gt;I will ask you whether I should do this or that, that's my respect for you...&lt;br /&gt;Always trying hard to find out what is in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; mind and whether your opinions are totally different from me or not...&lt;br /&gt;I always thinking of what is call right and wrong in my life...&lt;br /&gt;I have my own opinions and decisions, do I???&lt;br /&gt;I remember that one of my uncles smiled to me and told me that "It's a learning process...It's time for you to learn it...I experienced it before...It's not easy, but you must learn it...That's nothing called right or wrong"...&lt;br /&gt;I will take this as a guidance...thanks a lot, uncle...&lt;br /&gt;I hope to go back to hostel now... I miss my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kampar&lt;/span&gt; life where I have my own right to choose what I like and don't...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-6681681436311148161?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/6681681436311148161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/02/is-that-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/6681681436311148161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/6681681436311148161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/02/is-that-wrong.html' title='Is that wrong???'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-6226878018448062951</id><published>2009-02-06T05:08:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T06:30:29.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nowadays</title><content type='html'>Nowadays, really happened lots of things among my friends and family...&lt;br /&gt;how bout myself??? I was very busy with my assignments, busy listening 2 others' problems, busy controlling my own emotions ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been few weeks I didn't contact my good friends, I knew one of them will think that I've forgotten her, but I really didn't...coz you are always in my heart...I don't know how I should tell you this, I know you won't listen to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some problems having among house mates also...I don't know I should presence in their problems or not, but I really do hope that It will be settled soon...We are one big family throughout one year plus...I do not wish to have any quarrels among us...Cheers 1467!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I think of my family, I miss them much... Few days ago, daddy called me... The first thing that he said was that I didn't phone them when I'm in Kampar...He asked me to be careful in Kampar too...I admit that I really seldom phone them and meet them... I was sad that I didn't do my part as a good daughter... I always busy with my own things and neglected them... I was sorry about that...I've decided to go back home tomorrow after my Japanese class...wish to see them soon...my popo hospitalize during new year time...see her suffering all the time coz of serious stomachache...haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found that this semester was a tough one... There are lots of assignments need to be done...2 weeks at least 1 assignment, yet I can't install the illustrator program into my laptop... there are 2 illustrator work waiting for me now... I have to use my friend's lap top for temporary... Even the pointillism which required us to use dots to have our drawing done, takes me more than 15 hours...tomorrow I'll have Japanese test =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the japanese class is on Saturday, I don't think I'll have time to go back home every weekends T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a week I didn't update my blog, that's what happened nowadays...We can't run away from reality even we try hard to escape...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-6226878018448062951?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/6226878018448062951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/02/nowadays.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/6226878018448062951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/6226878018448062951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/02/nowadays.html' title='Nowadays'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-3156331479955245515</id><published>2009-01-31T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T19:49:49.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>09 CNY</title><content type='html'>Just came back hostel from new year holidays...I felt that 09 new year past very fast...Everyone used to gotong-royong before new year but this year, but my family and I gotong-royong during new year =.=""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really tired...me n sis zining moved big stones from garden to car porch, then moved them back again to garden after we had cleared all the grass...On that time,I really hope that there were a guy appears infront of us to help us to carry those heavy stones...It was really heavy...help~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 4th day of new year, there was a BBQ at my house for sis and friends...All of us busy preparing for it...Luckily there were only 8 of them who joined...lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th day of new year, most of my camp friends came to ipoh to have "home visit"...haha...At night, there were karaoke sections from 8pm til 2am in K-Box parade...wow!! long period for all of us to sing...haha...but i didn't sing much coz I felt tired already =.= some went for boling and movie but me n wei leng went to have supper at old town...We waited for the mee for about 45 minutes and finished eaten it in not even 10 minutes...geram nya~!! we ate fast to rush for the bday celebration for ah muk,royce and jiko...but when we returned to K-Box, that's aready the end of the celebration @@ I only slept for 2.5 hours and woke up at 6.30am in the next morning to get prepared to go back kampar for my japanese class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th day of new year, leng joinned me and ah muk for japanese class coz he got no place to go except going school with us...what to do??? haha -.-"" Because my class rep was absent, leng signed his name as "Jo Ee"...luckily the lecturer dind't asked all of us to have self introduction...haha...after skipping the tutorial class, 3 of us joinned others for hot spring in sungkai...what a HOT hot spring bathe we had!!!!! lolx....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for those who organized and participated in this new year ipoh trip...thanks to all friends who provide transport for us...see all of you in 团拜if I can join it ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made this blog short, coz my eyes going to close already...really tired...hope i could have a nice sleep tonight...same to all of you ya...sweet dreamz...Z&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-3156331479955245515?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/3156331479955245515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_31.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/3156331479955245515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/3156331479955245515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_31.html' title='09 CNY'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-3282388869263023537</id><published>2009-01-11T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T20:01:28.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Kampar "peace" Life</title><content type='html'>1st Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I followed ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;muk's&lt;/span&gt; car back &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kampar&lt;/span&gt; after we bought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alor&lt;/span&gt; star bus tickets...We had dinner together with my housemates at outside...Suddenly,one of my housemates shouted at me,she saw a disgusting guy passed us!!! ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;muk&lt;/span&gt; suddenly laughed out so loudly!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;..Then all of us just followed him @@ We have spoilt our impressions at that shop...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lolx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, my roommate n I started to "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;gotong&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;royong&lt;/span&gt;"!!! What a dusty room after 3 months!! That's the most tiring thing !!! We discussed and arranged the placing of our furniture so that our room will look bigger and comfortable...haha...We even get opinions from our housemate =.=" I used about 6 hours to clean my room and arrange all the stuff @.@ A tiring day but still can't sleep well at night &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; i was not used to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;kampar&lt;/span&gt; bed...i miss my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ipoh&lt;/span&gt; bed a lot...haha..I slept at about four something that day -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 9 something in the morning...Went to ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;muk's&lt;/span&gt; house after lunch...Once I stepped into his room, WOW!!! There was dead body inside (cockroach) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;geli&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;dao&lt;/span&gt;~ I were there chatting with his housemate and my friends &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; felt boring staying in hostel the whole day =.= Dinner time coming again...long long time didn't dine in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;kampar&lt;/span&gt;, sounds fresh for temporary...Then, I saw the same disgusting guy passed behind us again !!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;walau&lt;/span&gt; eh...every dinner sure meet him...Very unlucky !!! don't let me meet him in school tomorrow...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to have my 1st class tomorrow, but still in holidays and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;langkawi&lt;/span&gt; mood...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;wahahaha&lt;/span&gt; =P&lt;br /&gt;Excited to see my gang of friends again..hehe ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-3282388869263023537?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/3282388869263023537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-to-kampar-lake-life.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/3282388869263023537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/3282388869263023537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-to-kampar-lake-life.html' title='Back to Kampar &quot;peace&quot; Life'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-4273872780390017704</id><published>2009-01-09T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T02:51:41.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>神秘贺语 ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jeff 突然叫我拜访他的blog &lt;100篇特輯+"賀語送賀卡"游戲&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说有人帮我写了贺语 :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;贺语&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;试试啦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;喜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;气洋洋过牛年&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;欢&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;天喜地庆团圆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;陈&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;年灰尘莫沾帘&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;凯&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;旋连连于赌钱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;凝&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;雪化水添春艳&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;杰夫部落一百篇&lt;br /&gt;普天同庆送卡片&lt;br /&gt;希望杰夫给给脸&lt;br /&gt;如果看上这一篇&lt;br /&gt;卡片寄去“她”那边&lt;br /&gt;-^^-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;-伟麟-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;呆呆的他&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为我写blog的他&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为我写贺语的他&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为我熬夜送我生日礼物的他&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;半夜三更载我回高渊的他&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对着大海向我表白的他 -^^-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;让我为他紧张了整晚的他&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一次又一次地被他感动了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;讨厌。。你夺走我的心了 T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/8626561403788342877-4273872780390017704?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/4273872780390017704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/4273872780390017704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/4273872780390017704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='神秘贺语 ^^'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-8894674465994308141</id><published>2009-01-07T01:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T02:27:19.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've changed, but I'm stil the same</title><content type='html'>Few days ago, someone said that I've changed too much...&lt;br /&gt;yea...I did changed since I stept into uni...&lt;br /&gt;I'm no longer a "super" dependent girl...&lt;br /&gt;Since I broke up last year, I used to tell myself that I have to look forward...never looking back again...But I think I'm wrong...It worths nothing to look forward coz of somebody but not for myself...&lt;br /&gt;You have reminded me that, sometimes, we have to look back so that we won't lost anything that belongs to us...&lt;br /&gt;ya..you are right...thanks for telling me that...&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that I won't lose you again...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, even how I've changed, I am stil khai ning!!&lt;br /&gt;I am who I am...&lt;br /&gt;I am stil the one who stil need your ears to listen to me,&lt;br /&gt;need your smile...need your courage...need your heart rather...&lt;br /&gt;still wanna depends on you like what I did last time...&lt;br /&gt;There is something that will never change...&lt;br /&gt;That's you...I still care about you much...&lt;br /&gt;You wont understand...You won't know that how much I've suffered coz of our friendship...&lt;br /&gt;Something hidden behide our story...something you'll never know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-5341197735021603378</id><published>2008-12-20T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T08:23:13.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cameron, Memorable Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;First Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my first time to be a facilitator in camp...When I knew that I would be the MC for the open ceremony,I was really shocked about it...coz I've never been a MC before @.@ Wondering whether they have mistaken..lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, I was blaming those who recommended me...coz it's quite stress...But luckily,my partner, Jing Yao helped me in writing the script...thanks a lot to him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jing yao n I was practising in the midnight where all of the members had gone to sleep,Chun Hai n Jeff came for our aid and helped us to see through our script...Shin Heng and Nien Yeong helped us in script correction too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, I appreciated and felt thankful to all of them for giving me an opportunity to speak in front of hundreds people -.- haha.. Really thanks to all of you for giving supports to me during the 6th leadership camp =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Appreciation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiao zhu,really really really happy to meet you in this camp...You were my 1st new friend that I talked to...I appreciated every moments with you in cameron...We slept side by side,exchanging our knowledges and cultures and having lots of fun together...You are my best friend in this camp ^^ All the best to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my good partners,Fong Yee,Kok Choy and Chee Kin too!! Unfortunately, Chee Kin had to leave our group earlier..But don't worry, we handled our group quite successfully coz most of the group members was giving us co operations...There were two members who were quiet and shy to speak out in group...But when time passed in camp, they started to give out their own opinions and ideas to us...All of us were happy of their improvements ^^ Both of u must jia you o!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an unforgettable experience for me to have a "ice-bath" in cameron..haha...I was shivering and bathed at the same time~~~ Wow!! What a suffering time I had in the bathroom...haha...But we could have warm bath in the hotel after a few days,I really appreciate it..hehe..I don't have good appetite in camp, so I used to share every meal with Fong Yee...I think I might become thinner and thinner, lighter and lighter -.-"" Have to put on more weight now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah muk and sis who came along with me, happy to hear that both of you enjoyed this camp much =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Can I Have This Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last night of the camp,du dao and gong wei have performance on stage!! All of us came out with ideas in a short period!! Well done to all of you!!! Although some might think that you all didn't did well, included me, but it's satisfied already ^^ coz we don't have much time to prepare well in that short period... Thanks for those who came out ideas with various dance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept not even 2 hours that last night...Before this, after few of us de morning walk at 5 something @.@ jeff, wei leng, xiao zhu and I had a game called "go back jump"...The loser had to eat a piece of cake (given to December bday stars) so that we could clear off that cake..I was always the loser in that game T.T ate many pieces of cakes...No need to have breakfast already...lolx..really exhausted in the coming morning...Anyway, I enjoyed that cameron 流浪记much...All of us had a chance to have a closer look around part of the cameron...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Happy Hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Our golden time came!!! We had a wonderful time staying over night at Star Regency Hotel!! I miss steamboat lots...I accidentally broke an egg while playing games...Waste an egg...paiseh nia..kakax=P Before we slept, we had a pillow fight in guys' apartment!! lolx..fight til my sis's spec broken..haha...I knew most of you felt very sorry about this...I received lots of apologies from you all...aiyo...don't fell sorry already ya, It wasn't done it purposely also... It was just an accident...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last day, initially we have to go back at 11am, but ah muk suggested that we buy 3pm bus ticket coz we haven't finish having fun in cameron!! It's worth wasting a bus ticket to spend more time with all of you in cameron...haha =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gained a lot in this camp in leadership skills, in friendships,co operations and experiences...Wish to join all of you again...can't wait for our x'mas countdown in penang...see ya ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-5341197735021603378?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/5341197735021603378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/12/cameron-memorable-moments.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/5341197735021603378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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till I try to be very patient to you..only you...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, the matter was not so complicated as what you thought...&lt;br /&gt;Why not just make it simple??&lt;br /&gt;May be you think that it was my wrong...&lt;br /&gt;But, I didn't plan this, it just came in time...&lt;br /&gt;Every steps that I take sounds like there is a need for me to inform you...&lt;br /&gt;I have my own decision also...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I felt tired of our friendship...&lt;br /&gt;I knew you felt that too..&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to start any wars with you...&lt;br /&gt;So, I prefer to keep quiet rather than having quarrels with you again and said that I wanna have rest already...&lt;br /&gt;Good night, friend...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-1063582539033582565?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-8777728290795121137</id><published>2008-11-30T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T00:34:06.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>累了</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;我已累了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;在这现实社会里生活着&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;我真的累了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;我早就知道&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;现实就是残酷的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;可是还是被它一一打败&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;一次又一次受伤害&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;我真的好累&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;我们得不到的东西&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;往往都是最美好的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;一旦拥有了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;就想轻易放弃&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;一旦失去了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;才懂得珍惜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;真的是这样吗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;说着说着&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;我好像又回到了原点&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;我真的不想再次重演&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;只是想回到原始的我&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/8626561403788342877-8777728290795121137?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/8777728290795121137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_30.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/8777728290795121137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/8777728290795121137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_30.html' title='累了'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-8989191846889031173</id><published>2008-11-28T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T20:33:01.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm here</title><content type='html'>Don't worry,my friend..&lt;br /&gt;I knew it's not worth at all...&lt;br /&gt;That's why when i heard about this,&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any feels...curious&lt;br /&gt;If it's not belongs to us, it will never be...&lt;br /&gt;same as you...&lt;br /&gt;I knew that you have been suffered a lot in the past...&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that you could let all of these stay far far away from your life&lt;br /&gt;No point to stay at the same place,&lt;br /&gt;to dream for a person which you know he won't come back to you anymore&lt;br /&gt;Just let him go, far far away from you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew he is going off from Malaysia soon..&lt;br /&gt;I knew that you feel like wanna say farewell to him on that day where he is going to leave&lt;br /&gt;Although I hope that you could join us,&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want to influence your decision...&lt;br /&gt;Just go ahead...&lt;br /&gt;No matter what's your decision at the end,&lt;br /&gt;I hope that it's from your heart, k??&lt;br /&gt;Don't let yourself regret..&lt;br /&gt;There is only a chance for you, also the last chance at the same time...&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to wait for your answer ya =)&lt;br /&gt;You said that seems all people around you going to leave&lt;br /&gt;But don't you ever forget,&lt;br /&gt;I'm still here for you...&lt;br /&gt;Even we can't meet very often,&lt;br /&gt;I'm still by your side...&lt;br /&gt;Accompanying you to start it all over again...&lt;br /&gt;Stay cheerful and strong!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-8989191846889031173?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/8989191846889031173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/8989191846889031173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/8989191846889031173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-here.html' title='I&apos;m here'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-7584278909126277007</id><published>2008-11-24T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T20:55:25.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fright ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today I saw a 变态老while I was having my meal at McD =.=&lt;br /&gt;This was not the 1st time for this guy to come into McD...&lt;br /&gt;Dear and I have made a complaint at the counter...&lt;br /&gt;We really hope that McD will take an immediate action if that guy existed in McD again so that all the customers can have a comfortable yet a peace situation while having their meals or to study there...lolx&lt;br /&gt;I hope I would not meet that guy again~~&lt;br /&gt;Scary~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-7584278909126277007?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/7584278909126277007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/11/fright.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/7584278909126277007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/7584278909126277007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/11/fright.html' title='Fright ~'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-314586350555318031</id><published>2008-11-21T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T20:58:31.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>害怕</title><content type='html'>在我的日记簿里&lt;br /&gt;充满着种种的回忆&lt;br /&gt;甜甜的&lt;br /&gt;酸酸的&lt;br /&gt;每次拿起笔&lt;br /&gt;想写下我当时的心情时&lt;br /&gt;总是需要很大的勇气&lt;br /&gt;因为我发现我所写的&lt;br /&gt;正好和现实中相反&lt;br /&gt;甜甜的到最后都会变成酸酸的&lt;br /&gt;我害怕错过更害怕失去&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-314586350555318031?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/314586350555318031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_21.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/314586350555318031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/314586350555318031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_21.html' title='害怕'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-8805468104225812644</id><published>2008-11-18T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T03:43:27.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't You???</title><content type='html'>I straight away went into popo's room once I reached aunty's house..&lt;br /&gt;I walked closer to her&lt;br /&gt;I called her and told her that I were there for 3 days&lt;br /&gt;She replied me with a little smile =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was laying on her bed for the whole day except going to bathroom coz she cant walk anymore..not even able to take a few steps&lt;br /&gt;The only transport for her is just the wheel chair&lt;br /&gt;She looked weaker and weaker when time passed&lt;br /&gt;Every time when she wana go to toilet, she had to get an aid from kakak&lt;br /&gt;It's not convenient for her to travel all the way through the hall, dining hall and kitchen before reaching toilet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunty told me that we had to solve this inconvenience&lt;br /&gt;We must let popo to have a matong which attached to the wheel chair, so that it's more convenient for her&lt;br /&gt;But, the problem is another aunty were not allow us to do so&lt;br /&gt;When my cousin brought the matong wheelchair there, you asked her to bring it back to her home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not you just let my popo to have it yet it was ready for her to use, no need you to buy it&lt;br /&gt;We heard from kakak that you said it's smelly if popo settled her business in her room&lt;br /&gt;But, it's not correct to say so, coz kakak can wash the matong after popo settled everything&lt;br /&gt;I really don't understand...&lt;br /&gt;can't you just tahan for 6 months before popo switch to other places???&lt;br /&gt;popo getting older an older&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Can't you just let her to have a comfortable yet a convenient life in this unwilling situation???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I know that we can't blame you oso coz you have your own right since popo are staying with you now&lt;br /&gt;I stayed there for three days..every time popo pressed the emergency button, kakak was busying with the kitchen work, there was no one come to her aid&lt;br /&gt;you were busy with your business, uncle was not around and cousins were playing around&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering whether popo being neglected when aunty n I are not there;&lt;br /&gt;wondering whether all of you go into popo's room to see her at least once a day or not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, popo's skin was ruined coz of the pampers that she are wearing for 24 hours!!&lt;br /&gt;It had started to bleed.. I'm sure you feels very pain&lt;br /&gt;Me n aunty walked to the&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;pharmacy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to buy medical cream for you, hope it's effective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt pain in my heart seeing my popo's situations&lt;br /&gt;My aunty cried when chatting with me...&lt;br /&gt;She said to me that she felt that only me n my sis care about popo all the while among all popo's grandsons and daughters&lt;br /&gt;I was happy to hear that but I felt that I'm not that good to take care of popo also&lt;br /&gt;I felt sad after all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I really hope that at least I can take care of her needs when I see her again...&lt;br /&gt;popo,take care ya...&lt;br /&gt;I'll go to visit you again if my dady planned to go back this weekends...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-8805468104225812644?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/8805468104225812644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/11/cant-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/8805468104225812644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/8805468104225812644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/11/cant-you.html' title='Can&apos;t You???'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-6083792242822202010</id><published>2008-11-17T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T03:23:49.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need your trust</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Actually, I don't like to have quarrels with you&lt;br /&gt;But what I've said to you that day was just what I think of you&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you just trust me??? Just a little bit will do..&lt;br /&gt;I admit that I kept all secret from you last time&lt;br /&gt;but, not now anymore&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I'm trying hard to have a good communication with you&lt;br /&gt;to share everything to you&lt;br /&gt;but I know it's difficult&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what's the problem now&lt;br /&gt;is that you worry too much about me??&lt;br /&gt;or I can't let you to have the trust on me??&lt;br /&gt;Please let me know if there is anything that you are not satisfy with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I would like to know about this&lt;br /&gt;I did nothing wrong for choosing to go for a visit&lt;br /&gt;I was just felt like going out to relax&lt;br /&gt;there was nothing else&lt;br /&gt;I'll behave myself&lt;br /&gt;please...&lt;br /&gt;I need your trust, dady...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-6083792242822202010?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/6083792242822202010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-need-your-trust.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/6083792242822202010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/6083792242822202010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-need-your-trust.html' title='I need your trust'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-5263653633093604102</id><published>2008-11-14T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T02:45:07.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CheeSe Cake ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me n sis have made a cheese cake after our dinner.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It has been about half a year we didn't update our cake skills...lolx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She saw a cookie and cream cheese cake recipe from a cake magazine.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the while, I don't eat CHEESE cake at all!! Not even try to touch it.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,I felt like wanna work out together with my sis to make a cake @@ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we have started making it!!! haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We've taken some pic during the cake making process!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SR5bSfX5t7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/dHOqDwi2Ia8/s1600-h/DSC05074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268748987287582642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SR5bSfX5t7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/dHOqDwi2Ia8/s320/DSC05074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Egg yolk being separated from egg white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SR5bpPbXXzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/jfNOXy5tOC4/s1600-h/DSC05075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268749378144132914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SR5bpPbXXzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/jfNOXy5tOC4/s320/DSC05075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I look so aunty =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SR5bzUYN63I/AAAAAAAAAFY/yL6bomQQr38/s1600-h/DSC05077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268749551271799666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SR5bzUYN63I/AAAAAAAAAFY/yL6bomQQr38/s320/DSC05077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A funny face...haha =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SR5cJXzABRI/AAAAAAAAAFg/u3-dGodRaXM/s1600-h/DSC05070.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268749930146563346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SR5cJXzABRI/AAAAAAAAAFg/u3-dGodRaXM/s320/DSC05070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Beat the mixture until smooth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SR6hQz-_qvI/AAAAAAAAAF4/6dfvawkMCaQ/s1600-h/sis.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268825924274465522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SR6hQz-_qvI/AAAAAAAAAF4/6dfvawkMCaQ/s320/sis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely sis beating the mixture..she beat it seriously XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SR5cZKZg9_I/AAAAAAAAAFo/r75q7hMN3uQ/s1600-h/DSC05081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268750201427916786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SR5cZKZg9_I/AAAAAAAAAFo/r75q7hMN3uQ/s320/DSC05081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It's ready to go into the oven for half an hour &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;before being put into the fridge!! xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SR5cg11VCjI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Sq0cL08Iioo/s1600-h/DSC05084.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268750333346384434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SR5cg11VCjI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Sq0cL08Iioo/s320/DSC05084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It's ready to be eaten by me n sis!!! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(pieces of oreo being placed on top of the cheese cake)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It was the 1st time making a cheese cake together with sis!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've decided to have a try on this CHEESE cake!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Although its outlook didn't look appetitive, the taste was quite good ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Our mistake : It needed a longer time to bake in the oven coz it's too soft in the middle part of the cake..lolx.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I wish we could take this as a lesson and make a better cake next time!!!! Waiting for the next cake!!! hoho~ c.'')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-5263653633093604102?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/5263653633093604102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/11/cheese-cake.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/5263653633093604102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/5263653633093604102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/11/cheese-cake.html' title='CheeSe Cake ^^'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SR5bSfX5t7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/dHOqDwi2Ia8/s72-c/DSC05074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-5920427304496629266</id><published>2008-11-12T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:25:23.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>COSMIC</title><content type='html'>Nowadays, I've read a few &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;COSMIC&lt;/span&gt;, which is a Buddhism magazine but it is mainly on guidelines in our daily lives...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time ago, my frens&lt;/span&gt; were asking me to have a look at this COSMIC, but i just listened and forgotten about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, I was being attracted to this magazine!! =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of them that really guides me is that the COSMIC about WHAT IS LOVE...It can be love in a relationship, between families and frens&lt;/span&gt;.. But in this topic, it is mainly talking about being in a relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"To LIVE IN LOVE is to LIVE IN LIFE, and to LIVE IN LIFE is to LIVE IN LOVE"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;Leo Buscaglia,American professor and author&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;It's true!! Once there is love among humans in lives, we would have the compassionate to live in peace but not to fall into immoral activities which our societies had now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When getting into a relationship, we will always think of "he completes me" or "he finishes off my sentence" or even "he is my other half"...But, "nobody completes ourselves except ourselves"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can be &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can be &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can be &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Fulfilling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can be &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Comfortable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;can be &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sour &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can be &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can be &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Torture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can be &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Heart Broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever feelings it could be, we are totally responsible for our own Happiness and Sorrows...Even if it's heart broken, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;we must use our wounds as growth and not let the wounds use us&lt;/span&gt;..Our wounds act like shadows which hide in the darkness in our heart...Wound, is a good guidance and experience for all of us... That's what I've learned from COSMIC =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some take relationships as an experience, some as accompaniment while some as satisfactions...COSMIC highlighted that "&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Love does not consist of gazing at each other, but looking together in the same direction&lt;/span&gt;"... It's to set a target and to accomplish it together in the coming future...That's the whole process for bringing up a successful relationship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That' some of my opinions stated above based on COSMIC's guidelines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q and A section&lt;/strong&gt; (answered by some readers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;In your opinion, what is a healthy relationship???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-One stated that "It is a relationship where one continue exploring, learning and maturing in taking one's life"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Another one said that "A healthy relationship is one which allows us to stay true to who we are. It is a relationship which allows us to voice out and share our opinions, and allows both persons to have heart-to-heart dialogues on anything" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;one must be happy with one's decision&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;it's never too much to ask the best for ourselves&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, what does &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; meant to you???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-5920427304496629266?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/5920427304496629266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/11/cosmic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/5920427304496629266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/5920427304496629266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/11/cosmic.html' title='COSMIC'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-8784692253705015405</id><published>2008-11-08T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T02:37:42.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>19th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;19th bday, I had a wonderful bday that I ever had before!! Lots of surprises came continuously throughout this pleasant day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Bday eve &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;At 11 something on 4th Nov, while I was ironing clothes in guest room, sis suddenly knocked at the door.. When I turned to the back, I saw familiar look… that’s my DEAR !!!!! She was standing outside the room!!! Wah~ I felt so surprised till I shouted out loudly and hugged her!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy that she was here with me before 12am!! I never think of she’ll come to my house cz she didn’t mention about it at all!! All of my family members knew that she’ll come to stay one night, except me!!! Wow!! What a big surprise for me!!! So touch~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;She presented me a handmade bday card and a Padini shirt !! It was the shirt that I wanted to buy few months ago but I think it’s too expensive so I didn’t buy it!!! She knew that I love it very much, so she searched for S size for me, but it was already out of stock in Ipoh… The promoter called KL branch to ask for the stock!!! So, the shirt came all the way from KL to my hand @@ haha…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SRa8_blH3lI/AAAAAAAAAD4/aPudQf7pMeY/s1600-h/DSC02853.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266604612177616466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SRa8_blH3lI/AAAAAAAAAD4/aPudQf7pMeY/s320/DSC02853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; &lt;bday&gt;designed by DEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SRa9Pv0WeUI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PWq57nstoZQ/s1600-h/DSC02856.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266604892488104258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SRa9Pv0WeUI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PWq57nstoZQ/s320/DSC02856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Inner part of the card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Real thanks to her !!! How nice to have her as my dear…hehe ^^ Sharp on 12am, I received a call from Wen Chiao.. haha.. He was the FIRSTone who called to wish me… I chat and laughed so loudly in the call… omg~ my first impression has spoilt!!! T.T lolx… After that, my dear and I chat till 3am only we went into our dream that night…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Lunch time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;On my bday in the afternoon, my dear fetched me to Parade to meet my lao gong for lunch as my bday celebration… After dropping me, she proceeded to Jusco to watch HSM3 with my sis for the 3rd time -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was replying fren’s message via hand phone while I stepped into the shopping complex… Then, there was a guy who was working there said “hi” to me with a “friendly smile”… I looked up to him and continued my message typing, didn’t bother him…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, when I walked pass him, He shouted at me loudly using Cantonese “ yi ga zou mie wo!! yan dei tong lei say hi jek mah!! hou leng mie yi ga!!! ” All of his colleagues and the customers were looking at me!!!! I was very shocked that he shouted at me!!!! I was so angry!!! I just turned back and stared at him, then went up 1st floor using escalator…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking that it was not compulsory for me to say “hi” to you yet you are just a silly stranger!!! You are not my fren right!! Why should I say “hi” back to you??? I knew he thought that I was not giving him face to reply him!!! Really speechless…Suddenly, I felt that I’ve lost my confidence after his last shout… I found a seat and sat there, thinking back what he has shouted at me… don’t know why, I don’t feel like seeing anyone else that time except my self-confidence… but I can’t find it… I looked down and sat alone on the seat for quite a long time…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is my confidence which I had all the while??? I can’t find the answer that I want on that moment… don’t know why I just lost my confidence because of his words… He had influenced me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked to mcD to wait for my lao gong… But when I saw her, I felt much better and I had my confidence back again…lolx… I told her that I’ve met a stupid guy… I can’t control my tears from dropping out but I stopped it immediately… She was so angry that thinking of going to Parade to scold him… She was still the same as before, like to protect me once I get into trouble… Anyway, I appreciated it… After our chat, we had lunch at Brewsterlane cafe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered 1 plate of Japanese style chicken and pork chop each and a green tea ice-cream besides drinks … We can’t stop chatting cz we didn’t meet each other for a long time… We talked about what had happened recently in our lives… Had a wonderful time with her !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SR0Xu9s-R2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/qT16Poc3ESk/s1600-h/lao+gong+n+i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268393234697963362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SR0Xu9s-R2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/qT16Poc3ESk/s320/lao+gong+n+i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Lao gong n I !! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SRa9m2aeJJI/AAAAAAAAAEI/5A1ddegcxeg/s1600-h/ri.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266605289395594386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SRa9m2aeJJI/AAAAAAAAAEI/5A1ddegcxeg/s320/ri.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Japanese Sytle pork and chicken Chop!! It's SOUR~~ &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SRa92Znez5I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/l6acAFepfF8/s1600-h/ice.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266605556543442834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SRa92Znez5I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/l6acAFepfF8/s320/ice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Green Tea ice-cream ordered by lao gong!! so tasty~!! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;After our lunch, she accompanied me to wait for a bus to go back home… After I had my seat on the bus, the ticket checker came to me, she said that the bus was not passing by my staying place… OMG!! I don’t care at all, cz my dear was waiting for me at home… The ticket checker didn’t take any money from me @@ This was the first time I had a free bus ride!!! It was a bday present for me!!! Thank you aunty!! Hoho~ =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Dinner time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My dear, sis and I had planned to have dinner in Horoscope Café… But, when my dear parked in front of that café, we found that there was a sign board “To Let” sticks on the door… Alamak~!! We laughed loudly together!! Luckily we were not standing in front of that café only we realized that!! Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we changed our plan to Momo café… We ordered Set Diner(dear), Yee Mee(sis) and Singaporean Bihun(me).. What a big plate of food they given to us… We took some photos ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SRa-tN4draI/AAAAAAAAAEY/5XsIGLKUH0U/s1600-h/DSC02888.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266606498286251426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SRa-tN4draI/AAAAAAAAAEY/5XsIGLKUH0U/s320/DSC02888.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Lovely Sis n I =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SRa_OTkthDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Fk_1kmMAY9Y/s1600-h/DSC02891.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266607066749699122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SRa_OTkthDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Fk_1kmMAY9Y/s320/DSC02891.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Pris and Sis =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SRa_tseXhzI/AAAAAAAAAEo/PLu2Y_XCcrI/s1600-h/DSC02890.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266607606009923378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SRa_tseXhzI/AAAAAAAAAEo/PLu2Y_XCcrI/s320/DSC02890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;A big KISS from dear -^^-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;While we were chatting, my dear received a call and walked out from the cafe immediately… I was wondering why she was using mandarin to speak with her fren since she often use Cantonese -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the answer after she sat back on her seat!! My sis poked me, and I turned my face to her, I saw ah muk standing beside my sis!!! WOW~!! Really frightened me!!! I almost jumped off from my chair!!! He didn’t mention that he’ll come to find me at all!!! I was so SURPRISE yet happy seeing him cz I thought that I don’t have the chance to see anyone of my Uni frens on my bday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear and my sis laughed!!! They’ve pakat together!! They stole ah muk’s hp number from my hp contact list (&gt;.&lt;) to ask him whether he was coming to celebrate with me or not *.* He presented me a present and a bday card with those stupid wishes!! Ish!! Anyway, I like the present =P He drove off after a few minutes… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then, I received a call from abo… I saw her walking in the café few minutes after her call!! Another surprise before my bday ended!!! Yey~!! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Back to home… I celebrated my bday together with my lovely dady cz his bday is the next day of mine…1st time celebrated with him!! We had our bday cake!! Almond cake bought by mamy ^^ We made our wishes and blew off the candles together!! Sounds funny.. haha =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SRbAWfdsiBI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Degl_KBHtCM/s1600-h/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266608306892081170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SRbAWfdsiBI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Degl_KBHtCM/s320/cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Almond cake from mamy...YummY~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SRbBDM1fyJI/AAAAAAAAAE4/DBKQ12G80Ug/s1600-h/dady.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266609074985748626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SRbBDM1fyJI/AAAAAAAAAE4/DBKQ12G80Ug/s320/dady.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Lovely Dady and I cutting our cake!! haha =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : Thanks to &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dear&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; Sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Pris&lt;/span&gt; for all of your surprises, presents and accompanied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Lao gong&lt;/span&gt; for the lunch and everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Jeff &lt;/span&gt;for your cd and bday song (don’t tiong me ah =X I just help you to promote your bee~ sound =P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Choon Hooi&lt;/span&gt; for your bday card (actually I’ve opened it before my bday..can’t wait..hehe..paiseh -^^-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Lim&lt;/span&gt; for your wonderful comic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Wen Chiao&lt;/span&gt; for wishing me in time (laugh~!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Wei Leng&lt;/span&gt; for your present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Ah muk&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;juju&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;abo&lt;/span&gt; for your surprises and presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Huang pey&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Swen&lt;/span&gt;, my senior (&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;ks&lt;/span&gt;), &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;ousemates&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;AV3 gang&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;camp frens&lt;/span&gt;, all my dear frens which contributed in my bday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate all of them much!!! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THANKS&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; ya ^-^ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;finally~~ I've finished writing this blog... phew~!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-8784692253705015405?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/8784692253705015405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/11/19th.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/8784692253705015405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/8784692253705015405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/11/19th.html' title='19th'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SRa8_blH3lI/AAAAAAAAAD4/aPudQf7pMeY/s72-c/DSC02853.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-7287378097826389087</id><published>2008-11-07T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T03:20:01.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>回篇</title><content type='html'>我&lt;br /&gt;并没有你想象中那么幸福&lt;br /&gt;更没有你想象的那么快乐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你&lt;br /&gt;留给我的遗憾&lt;br /&gt;我&lt;br /&gt;已数不清&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我&lt;br /&gt;为了让你好过些&lt;br /&gt;隐瞒着你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你&lt;br /&gt;送的神秘礼物&lt;br /&gt;已破了个小洞&lt;br /&gt;这就是所谓的缺陷美吧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说&lt;br /&gt;你不后悔离开&lt;br /&gt;因为我比以前幸福了&lt;br /&gt;我想说&lt;br /&gt;你再为她执着下去&lt;br /&gt;不会得到幸福的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感谢你让我不断成长&lt;br /&gt;让我更坚强&lt;br /&gt;让我懂得什么才叫着真正的《幸福快乐》&lt;br /&gt;让我找回了我自己&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不用操心&lt;br /&gt;因为我过得比以前好&lt;br /&gt;比以前快乐&lt;br /&gt;比以前更懂得珍惜&lt;div 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title='回篇'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-1849832879608594438</id><published>2008-11-04T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:17:59.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;谢谢你&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;从邮差手中&lt;br /&gt;收下了你从远方送来的包裹&lt;br /&gt;脸上不禁露出了笑容&lt;br /&gt;还好当时没有人在家  &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;要不，家人会认为我sot了&lt;br /&gt;脸有没有红，这我就不懂&lt;br /&gt;来不及照镜子 =P&lt;br /&gt;坐在laptop前呆了很久&lt;br /&gt;真的太surprise了！！&lt;br /&gt;我真的没想到会是你送来的&lt;br /&gt;虽然心疼那盒子的不成形&lt;br /&gt;但还是谢谢你，真的很感动  T.T&lt;br /&gt;好久没有这种感觉了&lt;br /&gt;这还是我第一次用华语写blog&lt;br /&gt;总觉得这blog用华语写会比较顺吧&lt;br /&gt;虽然有点怪怪的  -.-&lt;br /&gt;呆的时间也结束了&lt;br /&gt;打开箱子，一只母牛就躺在那&lt;br /&gt;整系列的牛仔，还真的把我吓坏了&lt;br /&gt;哈哈&lt;br /&gt;谢谢你的cow set哦！！&lt;br /&gt;好可爱的一个  Cow pencil sharpener&lt;br /&gt;一只你也觉得怪怪的  Cow  soft toy  =P&lt;br /&gt;加上一张不懂该怎么形容的  Cow’s bday card&lt;br /&gt;不把我吓坏都假啦 ~&lt;br /&gt;哈哈&lt;br /&gt;最让我珍惜的是 – 我们的合照（虽然不是真的啦 ）&lt;br /&gt;但，却无意中打动了我的心 =X&lt;br /&gt;还真的很佩服你的人像画&lt;br /&gt;画得挺像的&lt;br /&gt;超喜欢那富有心思的画&lt;br /&gt;有了那张合照，也不再让我觉得遗憾了&lt;br /&gt;呵呵 … …&lt;br /&gt;不过，最惊人的还是那张巨大的card&lt;br /&gt;一打开罢了，我的眼睛也瞪大了！！（还好眼镜没跌下）&lt;br /&gt;整张填满了我们辛辛苦苦拼回来的 &lt;54&gt;&lt;br /&gt;都是大家的心血哦~&lt;br /&gt;这小小的拼图&lt;br /&gt;还真的需要我们大大的努力去拼成&lt;br /&gt;最终，拼图里的图画是否会像合照里的一样，&lt;br /&gt;那将会被填满的一百个******里是否会藏有那一句&lt;br /&gt;我也不晓得&lt;br /&gt;就这样，花了蛮长的时间把它们读完（华语不是很好嘛）&lt;br /&gt;边读边大笑，你写到很搞笑咧 …&lt;br /&gt;逗得我还真开心的&lt;br /&gt;想告诉你，你终于成功tam到我了&lt;br /&gt;嘻嘻 ^^&lt;br /&gt;就如你所说的，“为了不让第九条成立… …”&lt;br /&gt;你还得加油加油哦&lt;br /&gt;哈哈 =D&lt;br /&gt;至于卡的结尾&lt;br /&gt;我们也谈了&lt;br /&gt;就等时间的答复吧&lt;br /&gt;哈哈 ^^&lt;br /&gt;还有，谢谢你那美丽的自制&lt;br /&gt;的确是变形了，但我也把它们变回原状了&lt;br /&gt;我还是第一次收到那么含有意义且多份的礼物 @.@&lt;br /&gt;渐渐的洋溢着幸福的感觉&lt;br /&gt;幸福的笑容&lt;br /&gt;除了谢谢，还是那句&lt;br /&gt;&lt;谢谢你&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-1849832879608594438?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/1849832879608594438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/1849832879608594438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/1849832879608594438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='&lt;谢谢你&gt;'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-5263733747189170946</id><published>2008-11-02T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T16:00:00.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teh = my killer</title><content type='html'>I can't even sleep for an hour last night T.T&lt;br /&gt;I'v drank a cup of teh ice during Swen's bday celebration... I felt like wana drink teh on that time and I tought it would not be a problem for me to drink it...&lt;br /&gt;but it end up... oh no..........&lt;br /&gt;I was awaked the whole night where all of my family members had slept..&lt;br /&gt;I tried my very best to sleep, but still I didn't feel tired at all&lt;br /&gt;I was suffering the whole night for not sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;It was a good experience for me...&lt;br /&gt;I think i may scare of drinkin teh at night again...haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-5263733747189170946?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/5263733747189170946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/11/teh-my-killer.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/5263733747189170946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/5263733747189170946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/11/teh-my-killer.html' title='Teh = my killer'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-4083078524721058694</id><published>2008-11-01T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T19:52:51.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SWEN's Steamboat celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today is my old old fren, Swen's bday.. I knew her since primary school and we moved on to secondary school...She is currently studying in Ktar kampar, next to my uni, Utar..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Participants of Steamboat celebration&lt;br /&gt;1 Swen - old old good sis (birthday "yeng" girl)&lt;br /&gt;2 Yann - a pretty, sweet girl&lt;br /&gt;3 Shin - big, funny yet silly sis&lt;br /&gt;4 Pui - small, funny sis&lt;br /&gt;5 Ting - a good cake maker&lt;br /&gt;6 Har - a cute, cheerful girl&lt;br /&gt;7 Me - the smallest size only in this gang.. erhem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 of us reached there at about 7.30pm followed by Thing and Har... Thing brought her homemade Blueberry Chocolate Cake and stored inside the fridge without noticing by Swen..hehe..But Swen also brought a love-shaped ice-cream cake from Baskin-Robbins!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SQ6IYCq0hcI/AAAAAAAAADY/lQ71HKYy8Ts/s1600-h/edit22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264294961057400258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SQ6IYCq0hcI/AAAAAAAAADY/lQ71HKYy8Ts/s320/edit22.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ting's Handmade Blueberry Chocolate Cake =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SQ6I5L83cgI/AAAAAAAAADg/8S3khV7Wbak/s1600-h/edit+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264295530484691458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SQ6I5L83cgI/AAAAAAAAADg/8S3khV7Wbak/s320/edit+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love-shaped Ice-cream Cake from Baskin-Robbins ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate and chat happily...After a few more rounds of eating, Thing taken out her Blueberry cake and Swen's too... Wow~ 2 cakes being taken out together from the kitchen...Swen was sooooo surprise of the presence of Thing's cake... This was Thing's 1st time making a bday cake for her fren...That's really nice of her...envy la &gt;.&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We sang 3languages of bday songs to Swen - eng, mandarin, kantonese, as loud as we could and this has grabbed the other customers' attention...quite paiseh de la... but we didn't care much!! As long as we enjoyed it what...haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Swen looked so happy!! I'm happy to see that scene oso...lolx.. Swen drove me back home.. While reaching home, I presented her a bday present - a red, cartoon coin box..hahaha..Hope that she'l like it... I received a present form her too.. We sounds like exchanging presents larr....lOlx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyway, we had an enjoyable steamboat celebration !!! ^^Y&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-4083078524721058694?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/4083078524721058694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/11/swens-steamboat-celebration.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/4083078524721058694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/4083078524721058694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/11/swens-steamboat-celebration.html' title='SWEN&apos;s Steamboat celebration'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SQ6IYCq0hcI/AAAAAAAAADY/lQ71HKYy8Ts/s72-c/edit22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-7893037810847415741</id><published>2008-10-31T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T20:01:39.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair-Cut</title><content type='html'>I went for my hair cut today...My dear and I searched for the hair salon...Luckily we met dear's dady and he told us how to reach that salon that i wanted to go...We went round and round for quite a long time by walking... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite satisfied with my hair cut this time although it was quite short...I miss my long hair leh T.T Anyway,I was quite comfortable with this hair style...At least I won't feel hot with this short hair..hehe..It's time to change..hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Very paiseh to my dear waiting for me for an hour there...but, it's dear's responsible what..hahaha..Oops =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We joined AMC's 70th Anniversary at night...The ticket cost RM20 per person...There were lots of shows and performance by the students...I enjoyed the High School Musical 4 soooo much!!! wow~ they had shown us HSM4 which haven't shown in cinema yet..lolx..They used all kinds of balls such as basketballs, handballs, volleyballs and netballs in this special performance..WELL DONE to them!! Suddenly think of wana perform on that stage which full of lightnings and enjoyment with frens!!! wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SQ_IGwUjOdI/AAAAAAAAADo/iC7gLH2P17E/s1600-h/HSM4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264646507795266002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SQ_IGwUjOdI/AAAAAAAAADo/iC7gLH2P17E/s320/HSM4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;high&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;High School Musical 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After bathing, mr Dai called me... We had a long, nice chat...he called till lack of credit...funny la...haha..anyway...thanks for calling and your morning calls lately... without your morning calls, I think I'l be late in my working place and my dates..haha.. add marks for you la!! =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-7893037810847415741?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/7893037810847415741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/10/hair-cut.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/7893037810847415741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/7893037810847415741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/10/hair-cut.html' title='Hair-Cut'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SQ_IGwUjOdI/AAAAAAAAADo/iC7gLH2P17E/s72-c/HSM4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-8901628347630834240</id><published>2008-10-28T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T10:29:53.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obedient Girl</title><content type='html'>Woke up late today cz too tired after coming back from pahang yesterday midnight...After my lunch, my sis planned to bath my doggie,Bobbie...This was my 2nd time bath for him...What a responsible host!! haha.. While bathing Bobbie by applying dog's shampoo, he kept on shaked his body!! OMG !! My sis n I got wet...Looks like 3 of us bathing together...Then we laughed out loudly together...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dog bath, I found that the floor of my house compound need to be cleaned... So, we started to wash and brush the floor using Clothes cleanser powder...Funny la...haha&lt;br /&gt;I accidentally splashed the water from the graden hose to my mamy's car...heh heh...Suddenly, I thought of why not we washed the car since it was wet already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We grabbed the cloths, soap and pail outside...For being fair, we washed both mamy's and dady's cars to avoid arguements between them...so clever(reli bo ai bin)..kakax!! I saw a dead frog on the road...yer..really cant stand of it..A flat dead body after getting under the car.. as what people said of "mati katak"...It' true!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being the car washer, we also swept the compound ouside my house which full of dry leaves...wah...this section real tired~ It took us a long time to finish sweeping those dry leaves...We swept and chat happily at the same time...Suddenly, an indonesian kakak came out from her host' house and saw me...she praised me that "wah...rajinnya".. I asked my sis whether the kakak thought that i'm the new maid or not=.=" cz my popo's maid just gone back 1 month ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A busy yet happy day for me!! Long long time didn't "gotong-royong" with sis...We had a wonderful day today!!! One-Day-Obedient-Girl !!! yeah!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-8901628347630834240?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/8901628347630834240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/10/obedient-girl.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/8901628347630834240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/8901628347630834240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/10/obedient-girl.html' title='Obedient Girl'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-645345217046911333</id><published>2008-10-25T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T20:14:02.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It isn't over yet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;May be it isn't over yet..&lt;br /&gt;just feel like there is something still hanging around, haven't really settle it properly..&lt;br /&gt;I think you have misunderstood of what I really want to tell you..&lt;br /&gt;I hope there is an opportunity for me 2 explain it clearly to you&lt;br /&gt;Of course we are frens..&lt;br /&gt;I apologize if I really frightened you yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;Don't say sorry to me, coz it's not all your fault...&lt;br /&gt;Tired of seeing the word "sorry"&lt;br /&gt;If sorry meant everything, If saying sorry can settle all matters, If saying sorry to me can make me feel better, If sorry really can make you feel sorry,&lt;br /&gt;Then, only u say it to me, it's not too late&lt;br /&gt;I've make it clear yesterday night, although I'm really not sure of what are you thinking about actually&lt;br /&gt;But, at least, you take this seriously...&lt;br /&gt;Dear fren, just let it be la...&lt;br /&gt;Let time shows us everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-645345217046911333?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/645345217046911333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-isnt-over-yet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/645345217046911333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/645345217046911333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-isnt-over-yet.html' title='It isn&apos;t over yet'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-4480689787066426773</id><published>2008-10-24T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T08:51:07.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish</title><content type='html'>I wish i knew what are you thinking about...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, you just make me speechless...&lt;br /&gt;I wish I am there for you when you are not feeling good...&lt;br /&gt;but, the problem is, I found that it's difficult to talk to you..&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could go into your heart, and find the answer that i want...&lt;br /&gt;Please stop testing me... I am really tired of being tested by you&lt;br /&gt;You shoud know how I think , don't you???&lt;br /&gt;I hope we can keep our "ego" away&lt;br /&gt;I know it's difficult for you to do so...and me too&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I'l try to do so..&lt;br /&gt;I know...once there is hope, there will be a disapointment&lt;br /&gt;I hate this kind of feeling... I will never and ever want to try it again&lt;br /&gt;I wish there was 1 more chance... just 1 last chance for me...&lt;br /&gt;once i choose the road where I belong to, I'l never look back again...&lt;br /&gt;I wish this road will never come to me...&lt;br /&gt;I really wish so.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-4480689787066426773?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/4480689787066426773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-wish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/4480689787066426773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/4480689787066426773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-wish.html' title='I wish'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-259591432688928823</id><published>2008-10-23T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T09:48:43.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SQBHbenZYLI/AAAAAAAAAC4/9uU27LTxFH4/s1600-h/rainy_day%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260282902169084082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SQBHbenZYLI/AAAAAAAAAC4/9uU27LTxFH4/s320/rainy_day%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time past rapidly, i had left secondary school few years aready.. It fulled of our memories there.. I remember that there was one day, raining cats and dogs.. but we stil climbed over school's wall to enjoy the view of the rain outside our school.. I knew you wasn't happy that day.. We ran along the road under the heavy rain... I ran after you.. but suddenly u stopped... You cried and squatted under a tree... It wasn't a perfect canopy for both of us.. There were stil big drops of rain dropped on our body... I heard you cried badly... I just squatted down with you... After you have thrown out everything to me, I can't stop my tears from falling down my cheeks... We hugged tight for a long time under the tree...I remember... We cried together til a car stopped by... The kind aunty turned down her car window, advised us to stay far away from the tree so that we would not get harm by the thunders... thanks a lot aunty, but you have spoilt our romantic environment... lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do u stil remember ur 16th birthday night?? That night was the most memorable time i spent with you.. I'm sure you won't frorget about it right? cause you told me you had a wonderful birthay that year.. real happy to hear that...If you are happy, I'l be happy too... please remember that for me.. When we walked back to jusco from tesco, we splashed water on each other from my water bottle... Whole body wet!! What a memorable day for me !! haha !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SQBIT6O471I/AAAAAAAAADA/BhPKcYUeUzc/s1600-h/envelope-7%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260283871655161682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SQBIT6O471I/AAAAAAAAADA/BhPKcYUeUzc/s320/envelope-7%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... one day...you gave me a letter .. The letter gave a bad sign to me.. You said that you cant love and care about me anymore.. Because you love me too much, so you have decided to leave me.. You said that i need to be indepedent, can't always depend on you.. and said that i did not treat you sincerely, din't care about you... The most sad thing was, you return to me the x'mas card which i gave it to you, cause you think that i'm not sincere for sending you this card.. I felt hurt.. I have been seacrhing and chosen that x'mas card specially for you... But, this few words hurt me lots.. I planned not to tell you the truth, cause i knew that there was no use to do so.. I kept quiet... not even reply your letter.. There was a handmaked keychain attached to the letter.. You have started to make a key chain to me since we met each other.. I knew you have put lots of effort making this little pink chain key for me.. There was a little ringing ball under it too.. You even bought an original key chain to make a study of it, so that the little key chain will look nice.. I really appreciate it a lot.. although you havn't finish making it, it will stil look perfect for me.. at least, that is your sincerity for me.. don't worry, I'l keep it nicely.. Thanks a lot, my dear fren !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although now there is a crash between us, but you will be always in my mind.. We are stil good friends now, but, we are not as close as last tme.. We have chosen our own road to walk through, chsoen our own life... Before we are friends again, I felt that my life isn't wonderful without your existence.. Til one day, you found me back, talked to me.. That time only i knew that you was hospitalised few weeks ago because of your lao mao bing.. I felt pain in my heart.. Can you please take good care of yourself ?? I was really worried about your health that time.. Just simply because you are my best fren, so, I don't ever want to lose you.. I can't imagine if you are not here with me again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SQBJqWKtO5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/7Xj-jVwJCAY/s1600-h/129%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260285356622560146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SQBJqWKtO5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/7Xj-jVwJCAY/s320/129%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your bday this year, I decided to make something special for you,besides a present.. So, I end up writing a poem to you which related to us using our own name, poem named as Our Journey.. I wish you like it ^^ It sounds :-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;C andle lights on mooncake festival&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;H appy birthday 0803 at pizza hut &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lways hanging around while in 2ndary sch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I nk inside my memory... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;S tep through smileys n laughthers &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mmortal everlasting relationship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A ging past but nvm take away d bond&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;U ntil d end of our lives...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;T wins frens in dis big x2 world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E mbrance once happy or down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A part life but hearts connecting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;N ever ever 4gt SUFES journey...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;T hinkig of u no matter where I m&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A dmit that u r important 2 me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;N umb while loving u...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;K ey in our journeys throughout 5 years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;H appy 2 meet u as my lao gong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A round whenever u need me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I nsprire ur spirits 2 stay happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;N ote that u r owaz in my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I deal friendship that I'v oledi owned&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;N owonder u r here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;G iving out love 2 me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats what I want to let you know, You are so important to me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the best in your life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;miss you so much.. love ya ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-259591432688928823?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/259591432688928823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-remember.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/259591432688928823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/259591432688928823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-remember.html' title='I Remember'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SQBHbenZYLI/AAAAAAAAAC4/9uU27LTxFH4/s72-c/rainy_day%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-6560006196716636911</id><published>2008-10-22T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T22:33:23.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks, Pris dear</title><content type='html'>Pris dear brought me to my ex workplace&lt;clinic&gt; today.. I introduced her as my husband to my ex malay colleagues, Kak Mas &amp;amp; Kak Laila.. They always think that my husband is a guy, but end up bringing a girl to meet them..they half pengsan~haha..Both Kak asked me 2 go back 2 work this saturday for half day, i wish i could go, but i'l be outstation.. haiz.. no pocket money liao lar.. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some chat with both Kak, I brought Pris dear to have a look at the Oxigen tank, which we called it as the Chamber.. It is a place where the diabetes patients go into it for their wound recovering.. The whole process takes about 2 hours.. There will be a nurse who accompanies the patients to go into the Chamber; another nurse will stay outside it to control the pressure of this Chamber.. 6 patients are the max who can go into it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came to afternoon session !! Pris, 2sis n i went 4 badminton at stadium ipoh.. We booked the court for 2 hours.. This was the 1st time 4 of us went out for sport!! 4 silly girls played 2 hours non stop, not even have a rest to have some drink or to refresh ourselves.. thats y there is a pain on my fingers now.. n my dear had waist pain liao.. sob 4 both of us... but it's real fun !!&lt;br /&gt;I had a wonderful day today!! Really thanks to my dear, Pris for bringing us out... She is the one who accompanied me through this long long sem break (3 months), if not, i scared i'l 发霉 at home liao...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-6560006196716636911?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/6560006196716636911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/10/pris-dear-brought-me-to-my-ex-workplace.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/6560006196716636911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/6560006196716636911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/10/pris-dear-brought-me-to-my-ex-workplace.html' title='Thanks, Pris dear'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626561403788342877.post-4437516107086488387</id><published>2008-10-22T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T10:47:27.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...</title><content type='html'>I want to start writing blog long time ago, but stil din't take my 1st step to do so. til i met jeff(bee), he kept on asking me to sign up a blog. thats y..now i'm here!! finally....hoho..thank him for encouraging me..lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once there is rain, i'l think of writing something in my diaries. but now, since i had a blog here, this has become my diary, and i named it as "rain drops"... haha !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626561403788342877-4437516107086488387?l=shalyn11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/feeds/4437516107086488387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/4437516107086488387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626561403788342877/posts/default/4437516107086488387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shalyn11.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally.html' title='Finally...'/><author><name>ShaLyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147221257804428360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KIhPFsJJsjk/SldeViKOvyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/CiZagcnzBN8/S220/Shell-On-Sandy-Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
