<?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-13923437</id><updated>2011-07-29T04:33:21.167+08:00</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='Songs'/><category term='Rants'/><category term='Advertising'/><category term='Fun'/><category term='Reflections'/><category term='Love'/><title type='text'>Life is a complicated formula.</title><subtitle type='html'>How complicated it can be? Well, try asking a mathematician to calculate Life. The answer will span a lifetime.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>120</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-1824681058764946120</id><published>2010-01-04T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T02:17:50.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come to think of it..</title><content type='html'>... my blog needs a revamp soon. Any blog skin sites that are recommendable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-1824681058764946120?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/1824681058764946120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=1824681058764946120' title='51 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/1824681058764946120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/1824681058764946120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2010/01/come-to-think-of-it.html' title='Come to think of it..'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>51</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-1124010768316318280</id><published>2010-01-01T12:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T21:29:15.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010.</title><content type='html'>My first post of the new year after 41 posts. Hopefully I can surpass that number by the time 2011 hits the shores. So, what I've been doing lately for the past couple of weeks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, staying at my new home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant eh? Can't be helped 'cause there's still some things that have to be dealt with back home. For example, completing the construction, waiting for the cabinets yadayadayada.. those typical stuff. Also, in a way, I'm pretty much grounded w/o my IC and driving license, all thanks to a night of crazy drinking. Made myself clear that I would NOT drink till drunk to avoid all the drama from all sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, I had a blast during New Year's Eve, watching Zombieland with my family and laughing my head off (pun intended). Once that was done, I sneaked back into my room, started the PC game, Gears of War and began to shoot here, there and everywhere.. Kinda pondering whether I should add L4D2 into my list together with Assassin's Creed 2 and Splinter Cell: Conviction... Hmm. As for today itself, I finally got to watch Avatar after so long and I fell completely in love with its concept. Kudos to good ol' James Cameron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With classes starting in 10 days time, I best enjoy whatever free time I have now before it's too late. Once again, hello 2010!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-1124010768316318280?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/1124010768316318280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=1124010768316318280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/1124010768316318280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/1124010768316318280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-8235953924307058858</id><published>2009-12-31T10:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T10:20:02.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another year.</title><content type='html'>Dear 2009,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid that this will be the last time I'm posting anything about you. I have to welcome the Year of the Tiger you see, it seems impatient to pounce on everything. Can't let the tiger wait or I'll be the bait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned and experienced alot from you. I definitely disagree with the feng shui books saying that you'll slow us down because the opposite happened. The tidal waves of assignments and books, coupled with other things... boy, that was a heck of a surf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm split into two. A part of me doesn't want to let go, yet another's anxious to see the big 20 in my age status. Funny how the mind works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year has its own specialties but I can say that you're better than 2008. So once again, thank you and sayonara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Mel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-8235953924307058858?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/8235953924307058858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=8235953924307058858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/8235953924307058858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/8235953924307058858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/12/another-year.html' title='Another year.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-548346799203845545</id><published>2009-12-28T12:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T12:12:18.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three sentences.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;The key to getting what you want now, oddly enough, is in letting go of certain expectations.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's... odd but true. Maybe I just have to get rid of boundaries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-548346799203845545?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/548346799203845545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=548346799203845545' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/548346799203845545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/548346799203845545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/12/three-sentences.html' title='Three sentences.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-8347343520873697092</id><published>2009-12-19T11:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T12:05:49.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One more day.</title><content type='html'>After seven years as a Kepong girl, I'm finally ditching that status to become a Sg. Buloh inhabitant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven years. A very long time and boy, it was one memorable stay. From the insecurities of a teenager right up to the first steps into tertiary education, this place had seen it all. Heck, I've shifted thrice around this area, all with their unique environments. The first house was a walk away from school. Famous for its Titanic winds (yes, it's that windy) and of course, termites. I remembered staring at a termite queen with mixed disgust and curiosity. When it rained, the halls were filled with these creeps, flying here and there. Some even had an untimely ending of being fried by the altar candlelights (I'm one of the culprits, teehee).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second house was opposite a primary Chinese school. Jams, pollution, loads of gossiping aunties and mamak sessions tagged along altogether. That school had 5000 students there. So imagine all those cars parked and parents hanging around... in front of my house. Just step out of the house and VOILA, many pairs of eyes staring at you, finding for the slightest crack of an opening to come up a topic about.. well, you. Despite all the hassle, those times there were my best moments. Friends just keep waking me up from my sleep by calling my name LOUDLY behind my window. We travelled almost the whole "taman" doing nothing else but talking. Since my tuition was nearby, everyone inclusive of my tuition teacher walked over to pasar malam on Thursdays. Oh how I miss those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third and final one was just near the forest reserve. It has the same windy atmosphere as the first one, yet it's the smallest of the three. That was the place when I first stepped into tertiary education. I feel kinda bad for my books since I don't clean up my place often and this place collects dust as if Santa's here to give presents, so they turned yellow and spotty. Some of them can even become antique collections already. Still, it does add a unique touch to them which makes me wanna read them again (even Enid Blyton's books, yes). This place has a friendly neighborhood dog called.. Doggy and two cats, one called Sayang and another called Manja. Doggy is friendly to the residents here except strangers and he's hopelessly adorable when he gives his puppy look with his golden eyes. As for Sayang, she's more manja than Manja, who is snobbish and antisocial. The last time I saw Sayang, she was heavily pregnant. I hope she's doing fine now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My neighbors here are fantastic. They're friendly and nice, a rarity nowadays in this urban world. There's one lady who is so kind that she was willing to cook for not only me and my bro, but the whole family yesterday. My parents really felt indebted to her since they're too busy to handle our meals regularly. Then there's another who has a SUPERBLY ADORABLE granddaughter. My god, she's a doll with a chubby body, so pinchable. I have to take a picture of her tomorrow (if she doesn't cry when she sees me of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I type this post on my bed, sometimes I look away from my laptop to stare at the bare walls that now surrounds me. This nostalgic feeling is.. unique, I can't really put this into words. Despite my persistent longing to watch Avatar and to touch my new desktop, I feel at ease to just lie down at my bed and hear the sounds of birds chirping, the passing traffic and the occasional horns. After all, this is my last day as a Kepong girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-8347343520873697092?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/8347343520873697092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=8347343520873697092' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/8347343520873697092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/8347343520873697092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-more-day.html' title='One more day.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-1376999550923370887</id><published>2009-12-17T17:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T18:20:01.248+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>The air of freedom...</title><content type='html'>... is filled with tiny specks of dust and microbial alien organisms that I refuse to think about their origins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life just likes throwing two unrelated things together at a single time e.g finals and shifting out. I was actually studying beside an increasing pile of boxes till the extent of having to shift my study corner to the living room. Then they planned to dismantle the fans and air cond ahead of schedule which leaves me without proper room air circulation until the 20th. At first, I was a lil' bit grumpy about it but then I found it authentic... It's fun grabbing a cushion from a sofa and sitting on it with the mobile fan blasting at my face and me, studying furiously for my upcoming papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without the white noise from our ceiling fans, it's pretty easy to notice my surroundings, from the pitter patter of the rain to the sirens emanating from ambulances passing by. Even when I was in my room, trying to get some shut eye, I still can't help to blend into the environment. My dad even said that our current situation was so like his days in kampung.. all that's left is him wearing a singlet and sarong to complete the experience, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then here comes the packing. My sinuses suffered because of that, and it's just two hours of dumping stuff into boxes. For once, I find my books to be pretty worn, thanks to time and not cleaning and all. Heck, even my Harry Potter book looks like something from the ancient times. Still, despite their spotty appearances, they're really good books and I don't mind spending my time reading them during the holidays. As I dig and toil around the organized chaos, I encountered an apology letter meant for my ex, back in those puppy love days. When I read the content, I laughed my head off. How naive I was during those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, I had arranged my storybooks neatly in one corner a few weeks back, so not much of a worry of forgetting something. However there are a few books I would like to give out, especially the Enid Blyton series. No matter how much of nostalgic value they hold, the reality is that they're taking up alot of space for new ones to come. As for my reference books.... abit harder. Most of them are stuck there growing fungus for many months. MOST of them anyway. The remaining few are underneath my dad's organized chaos in terms of uniforms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have loads more to pack sadly, which means more rashes for me. Well, I hope things can be settled soon enough eventhough it's just a tip of the iceberg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-1376999550923370887?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/1376999550923370887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=1376999550923370887' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/1376999550923370887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/1376999550923370887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/12/air-of-freedom.html' title='The air of freedom...'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-7384789531845121787</id><published>2009-12-01T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T22:35:04.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disgust.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am disgusted with some things in life. For instance, how blatantly some people can lie, thinking that we, the ones who hear the lies, won't suspect any hidden agenda or any tricks in your sleeve. Please treat us with respect and you will get what you rightfully deserve.&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/13923437-7384789531845121787?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/7384789531845121787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=7384789531845121787' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/7384789531845121787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/7384789531845121787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/12/disgust.html' title='Disgust.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-1772107143662465786</id><published>2009-11-30T18:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T18:57:52.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still alive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SxOf9RAlhTI/AAAAAAAAASA/EhdXJ8t7TkM/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SxOf9RAlhTI/AAAAAAAAASA/EhdXJ8t7TkM/s400/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409843452288795954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;blek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I somehow have this deja vu feeling that I have posted a "welcome back" post here. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, I'm finally back into the blogging business! After months of hectic schedules, I can take a time off and slip in some wild party night/sleep/shopping fiesta/bookworm bonanza before the next 2012: exams. A no stranger to the art of creative writing, it may seem simple to scrape a B+ through pure opinionated writing. Alas, life isn't that easy, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, this semester was a bittersweet kind of thing. I learned a lot of stuff, both academically and emotionally. At least I'm desensitized to massive stress pressures, therefore making it easier for me to keep my cool. Research colloqium was the highlight of the semester and boy, it was semi-liberating after that was over.. before reports came into play of course. Yet, through thick and thin, I made it through in one piece. Go figure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With exams looming dangerously, I best get prepared before the storm hits the shores. Need to juggle that with packing stuffs before the shift to Sg. Buloh. How fast time flies.... Anyhow, if my wishes do come true, I'm gonna get a spanking new PC soon. Hello, beaaaaooooouuutifuuulll graphics! Come to mama! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? This is my proof that I'm still alive and running in this mad, mad world. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-1772107143662465786?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/1772107143662465786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=1772107143662465786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/1772107143662465786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/1772107143662465786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-still-alive.html' title='I&apos;m still alive.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SxOf9RAlhTI/AAAAAAAAASA/EhdXJ8t7TkM/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-6629472372437336325</id><published>2009-10-20T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T23:23:56.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/St3V1AZ_6bI/AAAAAAAAAR4/moPAAvQRwJo/s1600-h/Secret__5558_by_DeviantArtSecret.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 227px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/St3V1AZ_6bI/AAAAAAAAAR4/moPAAvQRwJo/s400/Secret__5558_by_DeviantArtSecret.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394703035278551474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;credits to deviantArt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sometimes, the little things that you do can make someone else smile the widest and laugh the loudest.&lt;div&gt;A smile can make a difference. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-6629472372437336325?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/6629472372437336325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=6629472372437336325' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/6629472372437336325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/6629472372437336325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/10/smile.html' title='Smile.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/St3V1AZ_6bI/AAAAAAAAAR4/moPAAvQRwJo/s72-c/Secret__5558_by_DeviantArtSecret.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-6159555926635403142</id><published>2009-10-15T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T21:17:54.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When changes are bad.</title><content type='html'>If there is one change that really has that much of potential to kill Life, it's climate change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In high school Biology, the teachers told us that Life is a delicate thing. It's somewhat like a pampered princess because it needs the right temperature with the right materials and the right reaction for it to strive. Yet, if Life could speak, it will probably say that it couldn't help being so demanding because it is THAT delicate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So imagine when the environment to support Life changes by a tiny fraction. For a while, it seems like a tiny sting for Life but Mother Nature can cure that sting. However, increase the change rate and prolong its impact. That's where you get a very very swollen mark that can breed dangerous bacteria which is very harmful to Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what is happening today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climate change is a silent killer. It kills the organisms from the bottom of the food chain and slowly affects those on top. From there, extinction of vital species disrupts Mother Nature's balancing act of supporting all walks of Life, causing more extinction. Coral reefs start to die, algae chokes the clear waters essential for marine life to strive, soils get poisoned and certain species start to grow in an exponential rate that the whole food chain is practically altered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The effect is not felt biologically but also geographically. Our Earth has huge chunks of glaciers and icebergs and they're a beautiful sight. You don't see natural aqua-colored ice floating in your drinks unless you color it by yourself. Plus, that ice in your drink doesn't have millions of years of history compared to the almighty glaciers and yes, it also doesn't have that much of potential to flood many parts of the world. Climate change melts these natural frozen beauties into freshwater and not only you get more floods, the chances of freaky disasters increase as well. Think typhoons, but mega-sized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what causes this climate change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, our creations of course. I think the media has educated us enough about our environmental faults, yet not much awareness has been shown among us. Open burning is still an annual event here, no doubt. No matter how much we try to curb this, somehow somebody somewhere starts the whole thing again. The reason? It's a cheap way to clear the land for crops. So ironic isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, all is not gloom without shine. Many companies are taking steps to decrease their carbon footprints, and so is shopping complexes. Plus, kudos to the activists for tirelessly promoting environmental awareness. Added with the power of the Internet, everyone can contribute something to make the whole world realize that it's time to stop the bad changes and turn it into good ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the power of the human spirit. When we are united, we can make a change. So start contributing your part for the environment, for Life is something we share intimately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: This is my first time participating in Blog Action Day, albeit a little late. For details, click &lt;a href="http://blogactionday.org/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-6159555926635403142?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/6159555926635403142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=6159555926635403142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/6159555926635403142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/6159555926635403142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-changes-are-bad.html' title='When changes are bad.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-1874425187926702417</id><published>2009-10-02T22:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T23:29:45.724+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Provide.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SsYbpy7MlWI/AAAAAAAAARw/vol--WG4utc/s1600-h/218c078e117a74e36eb0af3fd051fa98.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 392px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SsYbpy7MlWI/AAAAAAAAARw/vol--WG4utc/s400/218c078e117a74e36eb0af3fd051fa98.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388024409054025058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;You need shelter? Mind if I provide one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Credits to DeviantArt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;T&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ook &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.humanmetrics.com/cgi-win/JTypes2.asp"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Jung's Typology Test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; for college homework and the results are.. freakishly accurate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So much for Carl Jung and his mythological theories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;As an ESFJ (Extraverted Sensing Feeling Judgement), I'm:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;moderately expressed extravert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;slightly expressed sensing personality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;moderately expressed feeling personality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;moderately expressed judging personality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Why so many moderate one? Lol. Maybe because there are a few questions that I wish they have the middle option to choose from? Okay, so I went and clicked a few links and found out that ESFJs are nicknamed Guardians. That category itself is split into four more; namely Supervisors, Inspectors, Providers and Protectors. Based on my post title itself, you can pretty much guess what's mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;What are Providers? Well, they..provide. Services in fact, mostly social welfare. Plus, they're &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;teamplayers, dislike conflict and all. Pretty much happy people who don't mind planning for social events and stuff. Most sympathetic of all the Guardians but it's a double-edged sword. Because of their sensitivity towards other people's feelings, they are very self-conscious. Can be easily crushed by personal criticism, so they need to get ample appreciation for themselves personally and the services they give to others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;In terms of work, Providers interact with people and they're logistical, meaning, they like things to be at the right place at the right place in the right order. Sounds like being OCD-ish. However, when stress hits, most of them complain of being sick, sad, tired or worried. They're the first to get angry, sad then complain to anyone who lends them an ear. What make them tick are the lack of trust on them, rigidity of rules that they feel uncomfortable with and interpersonal conflict with boss/co-worker. They tend to transform into their emotionless, super logical side when faced with problems. So, to counter that, Providers need to cut back on their need for harmonious relationships, in other words, stop being such a "lalang".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;As for Provider students, like all Guardians, they can be abit obsessed with order in their workplace. They need a corner/proper place, desk, chair and a computer/laptop. Even a misplaced paper will make them distracted. However, for Providers, they're the most tolerant lot and prefer study groups with work breakdowns and of course, self-declared breaks. The setback? They tend to get distracted while studying as they find the latest happenings more interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ahh, love. Providers are hopeless romantics. Suckers for roses, chocolates and gifts except for flaunted ones. They love to lavishly pamper their partners and for Providers, what else than wearing a favourite outfit of their partners and setting certain days as date days. Yet, they can be dissatisfied and  simple reminders of their love from their partners will generally make them happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Practically hits every point of me. No wonder people always say psychologists are scary; they understand you better than you understand yourself. Added with the fact that I'm a Psych undergrad myself, no wonder Carl Jung and Myers-Brigg personality test is pretty well heard off in many textbooks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Anyhow, so much for one of the longest posts I've written for quite some time. Till next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-1874425187926702417?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/1874425187926702417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=1874425187926702417' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/1874425187926702417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/1874425187926702417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/10/provide.html' title='Provide.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SsYbpy7MlWI/AAAAAAAAARw/vol--WG4utc/s72-c/218c078e117a74e36eb0af3fd051fa98.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-5296547099391426244</id><published>2009-09-26T22:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T22:56:07.590+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Do fish have wet dreams?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/Sr4rRL9YIGI/AAAAAAAAARo/IW0Bha4az4I/s1600-h/spawning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/Sr4rRL9YIGI/AAAAAAAAARo/IW0Bha4az4I/s320/spawning.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385789778649686114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;credits to &lt;a href="http://bigeyedeer.wordpress.com/"&gt;the rut&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this while googling for a pen sketch of a fish. It made me laugh till I died inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-5296547099391426244?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/5296547099391426244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=5296547099391426244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/5296547099391426244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/5296547099391426244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/09/do-fish-have-wet-dreams.html' title='Do fish have wet dreams?'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/Sr4rRL9YIGI/AAAAAAAAARo/IW0Bha4az4I/s72-c/spawning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-5980893951523808735</id><published>2009-09-24T22:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T22:56:32.258+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Picture says it all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SruFonZHEtI/AAAAAAAAARg/lZ4FAlFAlrQ/s1600-h/crayon+shin+chan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SruFonZHEtI/AAAAAAAAARg/lZ4FAlFAlrQ/s400/crayon+shin+chan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385044712267125458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, trying to do the Crayon Shin Chan pose. Which I didn't fail.&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/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SruFXPQX4MI/AAAAAAAAARY/xHUZuJWBWZI/s1600-h/i+come+in+peace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SruFXPQX4MI/AAAAAAAAARY/xHUZuJWBWZI/s400/i+come+in+peace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385044413730250946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spock's "I come in peace" sign PHAIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;I'm a good girl, with too much time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-5980893951523808735?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/5980893951523808735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=5980893951523808735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/5980893951523808735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/5980893951523808735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/09/picture-says-it-all.html' title='Picture says it all.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SruFonZHEtI/AAAAAAAAARg/lZ4FAlFAlrQ/s72-c/crayon+shin+chan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-4972447592891584915</id><published>2009-09-22T21:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T22:57:09.165+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><title type='text'>Do you want to?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P8hSm-6fRFk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P8hSm-6fRFk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When I woke up tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; I said I'm gonna make somebody love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; I’m Gonna make somebody love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; And now I know, now I know, now I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; I know that it's you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; You’re Lucky, lucky, you're so lucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Well do ya, do ya, do ya wanna 2x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Wanna go where I never let you before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Well do ya, do ya, do ya wanna 2x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Wanna go off what I never let you before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Well he's a friend and he's so proud of ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; He's a friend and I knew him before ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Oh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Well he's a friend and we're so proud of ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Your famous friend well I blew him before ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Oh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Well do ya, do ya, do ya wanna 2x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Wanna go where I never let you before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Here we are at the transmission party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; I love your friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; They're all so arty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Oh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; When I woke up tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; I said I'm gonna make somebody love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; I’m Gonna make somebody love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; And now I know, now I know, now I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; I know that it's you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; You’re Lucky, lucky, you're so lucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Well do ya, do ya, do ya wanna 2x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Wanna go off what I never let you before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Lucky, lucky, you're so lucky 6x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Yeah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh this seriously made my many days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-4972447592891584915?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/4972447592891584915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=4972447592891584915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/4972447592891584915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/4972447592891584915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/09/do-you-want-to.html' title='Do you want to?'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-9075382033514328085</id><published>2009-09-12T20:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T21:25:06.187+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Submerged.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/Squg2a7h3WI/AAAAAAAAARI/AqD3ezCmmu4/s1600-h/Calm_Down_by_Sugarock99.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/Squg2a7h3WI/AAAAAAAAARI/AqD3ezCmmu4/s400/Calm_Down_by_Sugarock99.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380571036626574690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Credits to deviantart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once, I don't really know what to write. Or maybe I'm just focusing on shit instead of remembering to shine &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Credits to siyan)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit? I have plenty academically. After a strenuous two-week oil-burning session, shit practically hits the fan in the form of my marketing paper. Oh, how I hate it so so so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the assignments in my pending list. Being entrenched in the business semester for too long kinda made my psych side go into an extended leave, which I'm forcing it to return back to my memory ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I guess life's just a slow stream trickling down the windy path surrounded by sunshine and the occasional clouds. It's slow, yet when it reaches that sharp turn, it suddenly speeds up again, only to slow down back to its.. well, slow state. However, there's this nagging voice in me telling me to start taking action into certain areas, e.g my moderately excessive cussing. No, it has nothing to do with influence or whatsoever, just that I kinda subconsciously cuss.. Maybe it's just me covering up stuff, but hey, cussing excessively is never good, especially for girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there's that metaphorical clam shell surrounding my heart. Not that I want it to be like that, it's just I'm.. like that. Kinda tedious feeling ya know. Not a nice thing at all. For once, I just wanna dissolve that clam shell and voila! Free-spirited me unleashed! If that happens, it's gonna be very, very liberating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda feel something's missing somewhere. I just need to find that missing piece to complete the puzzle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-9075382033514328085?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/9075382033514328085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=9075382033514328085' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/9075382033514328085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/9075382033514328085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/09/submerged.html' title='Submerged.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/Squg2a7h3WI/AAAAAAAAARI/AqD3ezCmmu4/s72-c/Calm_Down_by_Sugarock99.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-1020739518522777227</id><published>2009-08-15T22:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:07:08.127+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Life's fragile moments.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SobJRrLr-3I/AAAAAAAAARA/E4lGnS3epno/s1600-h/Words_by_Photoshop_Xpress.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SobIyOhmewI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/zpF3NiwtvPc/s1600-h/Balance_by_quasilucid.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SobIyOhmewI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/zpF3NiwtvPc/s400/Balance_by_quasilucid.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370200370903939842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;be careful, it's fragile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;credits to deviantart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It is so ironic that we all will only realize how lucky we are after we faced death. That irony never fails to hit us hard and send us reeling into deep soul-searching. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lost a friend today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I first heard the news, I felt the skies were abit darker. I couldn't believe my ears until I went to his Facebook profile and saw the endless lists of condolences. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole day, eventhough I had some funny moments like getting lost on the way to college, I kept reminiscing about the memories I had with him eventhough we weren't very close. I kept thinking of how fragile, fragile life is and how death can come knocking in any unexpected moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People say, "Appreciate what we have now and live life to the fullest". It is very true, yet I can't help but wonder, there was a time when all of us wished the good times we had will last forever. There was a time when all of us thought that we will grow old together and watch the sun sets in our golden years. There was a time when all of us thought that we have so many years ahead of us and that was the only reason death can't touch us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Questions kept on rolling in my mind between the deep breaths and dribbling sweat. As I tried to find the answers in the middle of my exercise routine, I only found clues, not answers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nowadays, my emotions are on a precarious balance. To be exact, ever since I finished my antibiotic prescriptions. Maybe that time of the month is approaching or I just haven't fully recovered. For once, I wish my fridge can refill itself with bars of dark chocolate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow, I'll get one. Then, I'll bring my mom somewhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh. I think I just found my answer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just enjoy life's simpler moments. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear Sylvester,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know you are in a better place now. I just wanna tell you that I'm very glad I have known such a great person and if I can see you again in the next lifetime, I will definitely get to know you better. Till then, keep watching for all of us. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;With much love,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Melanie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I hope this message doesn't get lost betwee the clouds. Before I forget, here's a hug. Hope you can feel it from my words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Credits to Deviantart.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SobJRrLr-3I/AAAAAAAAARA/E4lGnS3epno/s400/Words_by_Photoshop_Xpress.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370200911172598642" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-1020739518522777227?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/1020739518522777227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=1020739518522777227' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/1020739518522777227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/1020739518522777227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/08/lifes-fragile-moments.html' title='Life&apos;s fragile moments.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SobIyOhmewI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/zpF3NiwtvPc/s72-c/Balance_by_quasilucid.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-5962414520476715275</id><published>2009-08-13T23:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:08:02.124+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Advertise yourself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:#fff; text-align:center; padding:8px 32px;margin:0px 10%;border:8px #cca solid;color:#000"&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:1.6em;font-family:impact,verdana,arial; margin:16px; color:#000"&gt;Double the Pleasure, Double the Melanie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan.cgi" method="get"&gt;Enter a word for your own slogan: &lt;input type="text" name="word" size="10"&gt; &lt;input type="submit" value="Generate" class="button"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:0.6em; padding:0px"&gt;Generated by the &lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Advertising Slogan Generator&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Get &lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan?word=melanie"&gt;more melanie slogans&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wicked website thanks to Sherry. I can do this all day.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background:#fff; text-align:center; padding:8px 32px;margin:0px 10%;border:8px #cca solid;color:#000"&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:1.6em;font-family:impact,verdana,arial; margin:16px; color:#000"&gt;Wear Vicki.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan.cgi" method="get"&gt;Enter a word for your own slogan: &lt;input type="text" name="word" size="10"&gt; &lt;input type="submit" value="Generate" class="button"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:0.6em; padding:0px"&gt;Generated by the &lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Advertising Slogan Generator&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Get &lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan?word=vicki"&gt;more vicki slogans&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vicki, you can open a boutique shop already. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background:#fff; text-align:center; padding:8px 32px;margin:0px 10%;border:8px #cca solid;color:#000"&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:1.6em;font-family:impact,verdana,arial; margin:16px; color:#000"&gt;The Sweet You Can't Eat Without Beatrice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan.cgi" method="get"&gt;Enter a word for your own slogan: &lt;input type="text" name="word" size="10"&gt; &lt;input type="submit" value="Generate" class="button"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:0.6em; padding:0px"&gt;Generated by the &lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Advertising Slogan Generator&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Get &lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan?word=beatrice"&gt;more beatrice slogans&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because she adds spices in my life :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background:#fff; text-align:center; padding:8px 32px;margin:0px 10%;border:8px #cca solid;color:#000"&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:1.6em;font-family:impact,verdana,arial; margin:16px; color:#000"&gt;The Loudest Noise Comes From The Electric Siew Yan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan.cgi" method="get"&gt;Enter a word for your own slogan: &lt;input type="text" name="word" size="10"&gt; &lt;input type="submit" value="Generate" class="button"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:0.6em; padding:0px"&gt;Generated by the &lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Advertising Slogan Generator&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Get &lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan?word=siew%20yan"&gt;more siew yan slogans&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Her laugh is infectious and it colors my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background:#fff; text-align:center; padding:8px 32px;margin:0px 10%;border:8px #cca solid;color:#000"&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:1.6em;font-family:impact,verdana,arial; margin:16px; color:#000"&gt;There's Only One Jerusha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan.cgi" method="get"&gt;Enter a word for your own slogan: &lt;input type="text" name="word" size="10"&gt; &lt;input type="submit" value="Generate" class="button"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:0.6em; padding:0px"&gt;Generated by the &lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Advertising Slogan Generator&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Get &lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan?word=jerusha"&gt;more jerusha slogans&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And she's the most wonderful person I have ever known.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background:#fff; text-align:center; padding:8px 32px;margin:0px 10%;border:8px #cca solid;color:#000"&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:1.6em;font-family:impact,verdana,arial; margin:16px; color:#000"&gt;Nobody Does It Like Dz.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan.cgi" method="get"&gt;Enter a word for your own slogan: &lt;input type="text" name="word" size="10"&gt; &lt;input type="submit" value="Generate" class="button"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:0.6em; padding:0px"&gt;Generated by the &lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Advertising Slogan Generator&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Get &lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan?word=Dz"&gt;more Dz slogans&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In gaming, he is king.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background:#fff; text-align:center; padding:8px 32px;margin:0px 10%;border:8px #cca solid;color:#000"&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:1.6em;font-family:impact,verdana,arial; margin:16px; color:#000"&gt;The Eric That Eats Like A Meal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan.cgi" method="get"&gt;Enter a word for your own slogan: &lt;input type="text" name="word" size="10"&gt; &lt;input type="submit" value="Generate" class="button"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:0.6em; padding:0px"&gt;Generated by the &lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Advertising Slogan Generator&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Get &lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan?word=eric"&gt;more eric slogans&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh, he eats more than a meal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background:#fff; text-align:center; padding:8px 32px;margin:0px 10%;border:8px #cca solid;color:#000"&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:1.6em;font-family:impact,verdana,arial; margin:16px; color:#000"&gt;All You Need is a Vince and a Dream.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan.cgi" method="get"&gt;Enter a word for your own slogan: &lt;input type="text" name="word" size="10"&gt; &lt;input type="submit" value="Generate" class="button"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:0.6em; padding:0px"&gt;Generated by the &lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Advertising Slogan Generator&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Get &lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan?word=vince"&gt;more vince slogans&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hahahahahaha. This reminds me of something, can't remember what though.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background:#fff; text-align:center; padding:8px 32px;margin:0px 10%;border:8px #cca solid;color:#000"&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:1.6em;font-family:impact,verdana,arial; margin:16px; color:#000"&gt;Smart. Beautiful. Aly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan.cgi" method="get"&gt;Enter a word for your own slogan: &lt;input type="text" name="word" size="10"&gt; &lt;input type="submit" value="Generate" class="button"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:0.6em; padding:0px"&gt;Generated by the &lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Advertising Slogan Generator&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Get &lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan?word=aly"&gt;more aly slogans&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perfect description for you, aly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background:#fff; text-align:center; padding:8px 32px;margin:0px 10%;border:8px #cca solid;color:#000"&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:1.6em;font-family:impact,verdana,arial; margin:16px; color:#000"&gt;And All Because The Lady Loves Sherry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan.cgi" method="get"&gt;Enter a word for your own slogan: &lt;input type="text" name="word" size="10"&gt; &lt;input type="submit" value="Generate" class="button"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:0.6em; padding:0px"&gt;Generated by the &lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Advertising Slogan Generator&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Get &lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan?word=sherry"&gt;more sherry slogans&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because she's that lovable and fun and everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-5962414520476715275?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/5962414520476715275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=5962414520476715275' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/5962414520476715275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/5962414520476715275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/08/advertise-yourself.html' title='Advertise yourself.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-4229266800573375961</id><published>2009-08-08T19:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:09:11.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>A bubble of my thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/Sn1l4yww0OI/AAAAAAAAAQw/4TeFTUK_b5Q/s1600-h/a34540b85dc0fbc485ea0c5fce99b627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/Sn1l4yww0OI/AAAAAAAAAQw/4TeFTUK_b5Q/s400/a34540b85dc0fbc485ea0c5fce99b627.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367558357268877538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;whatchu looking at? meow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;credits to deviantart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;RAGE. ARGH. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There goes my head again. It's not very nice to spew out "creative sentences" a.k.a bullshit when you feel that your brain is actually swimming in a pool of goo. Everytime, everytime, it has to hit me when I'm in that major phase of my semester, when all the assignments start haunting me whenever I switch on my laptop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then again, I have to kickstart my thoughts and get more inspiration for.. another project of mine, which has been long overdue. Maybe, just maybe, I might come up with something short.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the meantime, I am wondering whether to dye my hair again or just keep it as it is. You know, revamp my appearance for once to snap myself out of this monotony. No idea, will decide tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till then, more facebook sessions and anything that doesn't relate to studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-4229266800573375961?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/4229266800573375961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=4229266800573375961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/4229266800573375961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/4229266800573375961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/08/bubble-of-my-thoughts.html' title='A bubble of my thoughts.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/Sn1l4yww0OI/AAAAAAAAAQw/4TeFTUK_b5Q/s72-c/a34540b85dc0fbc485ea0c5fce99b627.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-78160637986933299</id><published>2009-08-04T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:09:18.384+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><title type='text'>We all love sex.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SnhRlKjeZAI/AAAAAAAAAQo/XAlzbWtZu84/s1600-h/__speedpaint___by_ctJemm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SnhRlKjeZAI/AAAAAAAAAQo/XAlzbWtZu84/s400/__speedpaint___by_ctJemm.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366128654942102530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Seduction veiled in red.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;Credits to DeviantArt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's human nature, no?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, the title's derived from one of Hed Kandi's songs. Smooth saxophone with deep beats. So so dancable and so so easy to lose yourself in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: Flu and assignments don't mix well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-78160637986933299?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/78160637986933299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=78160637986933299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/78160637986933299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/78160637986933299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/08/we-all-love-sex.html' title='We all love sex.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SnhRlKjeZAI/AAAAAAAAAQo/XAlzbWtZu84/s72-c/__speedpaint___by_ctJemm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-4576798537161625816</id><published>2009-07-27T08:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:09:51.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><title type='text'>Break my fall.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/Smz6KGFOVPI/AAAAAAAAAQg/GtdP2KxahnY/s1600-h/Parkour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/Smz6KGFOVPI/AAAAAAAAAQg/GtdP2KxahnY/s400/Parkour.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362936307629577458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#656565;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#656565;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#656565;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;We enter the room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101);  line-height: 20px; font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;You're bright in the darkness my love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;In moments with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;There is no end to me or beginning to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;We move to the floor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;A purpose combined my love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Like the motions of stars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Our dynamic symmetry combines &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Break my fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I found what was missing inside you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Break my fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Na na na na na na na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Break my fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I found what is missing inside you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Break my fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Na na na na na na na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Always with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Connected by blood my love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;A purpose fulfilled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;You're my light in this dark, dark world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This unspoken within &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I feel complete my love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The moments apart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I'm craving your light in the dark &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Break my fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I found what is missing inside you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Break my fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Na na na na na na na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Break my fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I found what is missing inside you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Break my fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Na na na na na na na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(Break My Fall by Tiesto)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It's danceable, and it's addictive. This song is perfect for every occasion, be it the treadmill sessions, stoning sessions or even dancing sessions. It's the song for inspirations, the melody of unspoken emotions, the tune of hidden passion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Okay, that was random. Maybe this is due to the lack of sleep I'm getting these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I need to cure a dull ache somewhere. It's bugging me. Time to get busy I suppose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-4576798537161625816?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/4576798537161625816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=4576798537161625816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/4576798537161625816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/4576798537161625816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/07/break-my-fall.html' title='Break my fall.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/Smz6KGFOVPI/AAAAAAAAAQg/GtdP2KxahnY/s72-c/Parkour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-2811974520845711303</id><published>2009-07-25T15:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:10:40.132+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Of clubbing, lost earrings and a stolen handphone.</title><content type='html'>This post will be pictureless to mourn the passing of my handphone in a filthy pickpocketer's hands.&lt;div&gt;I sooo despise KTM now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I had my first experience in clubbing this Thursday and it was a blast. Despite its very-last-minute-planning-with-unexpected-delays moments, that experience was worth every single penny. I finally had my dancing fix after ages of not dancing. I admit, my dancing was really rusty till the extent that I forgot my signature "gerudi" move (nicknamed by my bezzy, Jeru). However, all concerns were out of the window with the fab music that shook me to my very bones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the other hand, I got to see the darker side of clubbing which kinda freaks me out till this day. When alcohol-induced guys come and try to hit on you, it's not so nice. Yes, I've heard about this being normal and all but it feels very unreal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then..my earrings. I took them off because they were quite a burden during my dance sessions especially when I'm sweating buckets. I sweat easily and added with the crowded dancefloor plus the thumping beats.. you get what I mean. Never expected that it would be the last time I saw them again. (And I thought I put both of them in my pocket!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My handphone..... was stolen. Some bloody bastard just came into the train, and quickly went off before the doors were closed. Plus, I was standing near the entrance. So...yeah. I wish that *tooot* will burn in hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to get a new number and phone soon. Till that happens, my mood's gonna be kinda sallow. Added with a few affairs at heart, it's gonna be tough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-2811974520845711303?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/2811974520845711303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=2811974520845711303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/2811974520845711303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/2811974520845711303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/07/of-clubbing-lost-earrings-and-stolen.html' title='Of clubbing, lost earrings and a stolen handphone.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-4229961951754176731</id><published>2009-07-18T11:08:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:11:49.019+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Five snippets on a Saturday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SmIKI02rjhI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Ow6p7rI2qmM/s1600-h/27c9cd0746718dab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SmIKI02rjhI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Ow6p7rI2qmM/s400/27c9cd0746718dab.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359857653267533330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Floating in a river of idleness.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Credits to DeviantArt.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11.07 a.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a normal Saturday morning, this young lady will still be dozing in her queen sized bed, surrounded by her trustworthy comforter and curled up into a ball. However, this morning wasn't that normal because she was up way before her eight hours deadline. With the addition of a mild insomnia which had nothing to do with her coffee intake, she slept at 2-3 a.m. in the morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So. I guess that I've been thinking too much. Can't help it when you have two powerhouse midterms around the corner. Plus, my memory skills are rusting and in dire need of sharpening. Gone were the days where I used to memorize every equation/cell structure/dynamics from my thick textbooks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, they were gone since my first days in HELP.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was supposed to start compiling my management group report last night, only to find myself procrastinating and twittering instead. I have a serious case of procrastinatitis here. Dang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time to restart my engines in this Saturday morning then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.03 p.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally managed to compile ze report. Now onwards to presentation slides. However we seem to be taking 5 minute breaks frequently. Social loafing that is approved by everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.47 p.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oreos with milk are heavenly. Decided not to go to the Curve, have to go to granny's place for dinner instead. In the meantime, MU vs Msia is playing in Astro Supersport and despite the hilarious size different, I dare say that the Msia team MIGHT impress me after all. Then again, I'll only know at the end of the match, which my bro will inform me anyway. Time to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11.06 p.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Couldn't find the motivation to hit the one hour mark on the treadmill so did 30 mins instead. Now basking in my air cond room with the fan at full blast. Seems that my net decides to go emo on me now. Oh dear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways as predicted, MU won against Msia 3-2. Nothing much of a miracle really, it's just that the standards are different. However, there might be a glimmer of hope for the national team after this match. Well, I hope I don't have to eat my words later. Shower time then off to being a nerd..again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.41 a.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so tempting to ditch the book and continue chatting without giving a damn. However my guilty conscience will kill me, so a few more questions and I'm off. Seriously. Maybe I might follow my dad to the Curve but instead of gym sessions, I'll settle with a nice cup of Starbucks and start nerding away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess I have to continue on now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-4229961951754176731?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/4229961951754176731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=4229961951754176731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/4229961951754176731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/4229961951754176731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/07/five-snippets-on-saturday.html' title='Five snippets on a Saturday.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SmIKI02rjhI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Ow6p7rI2qmM/s72-c/27c9cd0746718dab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-8241096798176460233</id><published>2009-07-15T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:12:00.018+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Lazy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/Sl3n22vB7AI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/youy8VZHc9g/s1600-h/Comfort_Zone_by_Faded_Myth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/Sl3n22vB7AI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/youy8VZHc9g/s400/Comfort_Zone_by_Faded_Myth.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358694061232483330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;picture says it all.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;credits to deviantart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Gosh am I so lazy right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-8241096798176460233?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/8241096798176460233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=8241096798176460233' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/8241096798176460233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/8241096798176460233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/07/lazy.html' title='Lazy.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/Sl3n22vB7AI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/youy8VZHc9g/s72-c/Comfort_Zone_by_Faded_Myth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-4643433388065203806</id><published>2009-07-12T12:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:12:06.259+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Adaptations of time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SllnSqwi--I/AAAAAAAAAQI/VzqasFjEuWE/s1600-h/Be_Safe_by_xSlinksterCool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SllnSqwi--I/AAAAAAAAAQI/VzqasFjEuWE/s400/Be_Safe_by_xSlinksterCool.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357426802147130338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&gt;credits to DeviantArt&lt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As I read through my previous entries, I found out that my writing style changed dramatically over the years. &lt;div&gt;When I read my first post, which was written four years ago, I couldn't help noticing how similar my writing style looked like with the current one that I had adapted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, as time progressed, I started to pick up the SMS language writing style which clearly showed I had been influenced by that raging era. Added with the fact that I was a hormonal teenager at that times, my posts looked trashy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I entered UTAR, that style was replaced with adding many emoticon pictures which made them adorable to a certain extent. However, I do admit that too much emoticons spoiled the posts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I'm attuned to the same old original style which I had used four years ago and to be honest, my blog looks more palatable now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-4643433388065203806?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/4643433388065203806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=4643433388065203806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/4643433388065203806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/4643433388065203806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/07/adaptations-of-time.html' title='Adaptations of time.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SllnSqwi--I/AAAAAAAAAQI/VzqasFjEuWE/s72-c/Be_Safe_by_xSlinksterCool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-487960185472541559</id><published>2009-07-11T11:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:12:13.674+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Guitars, management, and an ant in a sea of cupcake icing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgMZe20HdI/AAAAAAAAAPI/4ltf-NT_sxQ/s1600-h/Cupcake_by_APaperFaceOnParade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgMZe20HdI/AAAAAAAAAPI/4ltf-NT_sxQ/s400/Cupcake_by_APaperFaceOnParade.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357045388676439506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&gt;Tempting, no?&lt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&gt;Credits to DeviantArt&lt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A literal lightbulb just flashed inside my mind. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why don't I pick up guitar again to occupy my stoning-while-growing-mushrooms-in-my-head sessions when I'm not in class?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, I don't mind albeit it's darn rusty now. At least I have something else to do other than staring at Facebook the whole time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a way, I did regret quitting my guitar lessons a year ago but it's too late for regrets now, so might as well start from ground zero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Problem is that I need new strings, an electronic tuner and short nails. Aih, goodbye long nails days. I'm so gonna miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day, I might own an electric guitar or bass. That will be one of the best dreams come true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So. Management quiz is coming up soon and so are midterms. This means, more nerd time. Oh god. Optimism is really very hard to come by when you are staring at hard facts which reminds you of LLS and PMG (don't get me started). Plus, I doubt I will have the time to write down notes with color pens. Correction, THE WILL to write down notes with color pens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assignments are in but I'm still enjoying my days like an ant in a sea of cupcake icing. Wee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-487960185472541559?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/487960185472541559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=487960185472541559' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/487960185472541559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/487960185472541559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/07/guitars-management-and-ant-in-sea-of.html' title='Guitars, management, and an ant in a sea of cupcake icing.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgMZe20HdI/AAAAAAAAAPI/4ltf-NT_sxQ/s72-c/Cupcake_by_APaperFaceOnParade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-7433272388426711156</id><published>2009-07-10T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:12:31.385+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Slow dance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SldF5QoxWCI/AAAAAAAAAPA/mr3UIRAz1Qo/s1600-h/_MissRobin__CanIhelpYou__by_Dark_Amy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SldF5QoxWCI/AAAAAAAAAPA/mr3UIRAz1Qo/s400/_MissRobin__CanIhelpYou__by_Dark_Amy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356827131801327650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&gt;In the mood for something?&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Credits to Deviantart&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gently takes your hand and leads you to the empty dance floor.&lt;br /&gt;He puts an arm around your waist while his other hand tightens its grip on your slender fingers.&lt;br /&gt;The music starts off with a slow beat.&lt;br /&gt;You can't recall how long since you did this with someone but you seem to get the hang of it, thanks to his guiding steps.&lt;br /&gt;As both of your eyes meet, life around you slows down.&lt;br /&gt;The lights seem dimmer than they used to be.&lt;br /&gt;The background tune fades into a lazy whisper, caressing your skin with its sultry tunes.&lt;br /&gt;You then realize alot of things about him.&lt;br /&gt;His scent.&lt;br /&gt;His deep eyes filled with countless of emotions.&lt;br /&gt;The way his nostrils flare with every sharp exhalations.&lt;br /&gt;His lips, half-opened, words waiting to be spoken.&lt;br /&gt;Those same lips closing the distance between both of you in a painstakingly slow manner.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly you realize alot of things about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;The way you can't take your eyes of him.&lt;br /&gt;The way your breath exhales with a distinctive sharpness.&lt;br /&gt;The way your lips are half-opened.&lt;br /&gt;And the distance between you and him which will never exist in a few moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you delve into sweet sweet oblivion, you finally found that slow dancing isn't such an outdated thing anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S: My vivid imagination is working overtime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-7433272388426711156?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/7433272388426711156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=7433272388426711156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/7433272388426711156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/7433272388426711156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/07/slow-dance.html' title='Slow dance.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SldF5QoxWCI/AAAAAAAAAPA/mr3UIRAz1Qo/s72-c/_MissRobin__CanIhelpYou__by_Dark_Amy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-6092446142705491622</id><published>2009-07-09T11:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:13:12.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>The to-do list.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlV76tyUybI/AAAAAAAAAO4/LU8pZSDxUBA/s1600-h/A_Hug_by_ArhcamtIlnaad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlV76tyUybI/AAAAAAAAAO4/LU8pZSDxUBA/s400/A_Hug_by_ArhcamtIlnaad.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356323580480375218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Credits to DeviantArt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&gt;I feel like shit today. Insomnia loves me.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1. Learn how to drive to college, 1u, MV etc.&lt;div&gt;2. Start studying for management and marketing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Start printing the internal outline and READ it for once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Try to regain my appetite so that I won't faint because of not eating properly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Try to sleep properly, sleepless nights will kill me soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. DANCE! I EFFING MISS HAVING A BLAST ON DANCE FLOORS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Need more hugs and give more hugs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Bunk over in a friend's place for one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Drink. Yes, drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Cut down on my coffee intake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Satisfy my cupcake cravings. That's the only food that I didn't lose interest in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like a thousand rope knots squeezed into a very tiny plastic bag. Haih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-6092446142705491622?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/6092446142705491622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=6092446142705491622' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/6092446142705491622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/6092446142705491622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-do-list.html' title='The to-do list.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlV76tyUybI/AAAAAAAAAO4/LU8pZSDxUBA/s72-c/A_Hug_by_ArhcamtIlnaad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-5191552529280073100</id><published>2009-07-07T21:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:13:25.741+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>A post of lyrics.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlNYzpcyW6I/AAAAAAAAAOw/ofk3Ok7YBYs/s1600-h/Milk_Opera_by_acrylicana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 343px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlNYzpcyW6I/AAAAAAAAAOw/ofk3Ok7YBYs/s400/Milk_Opera_by_acrylicana.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355722026196818850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&gt;credits to deviantart. i know it's pretty irrelevant with this post  but can't help to find it adorable.&lt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So the title says.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The world's a roller coaster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm not strapped in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I should hold with care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But my hands are busy in the air saying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're a mountain that I'd like to climb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to conquer, but to share in the view&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're a bonfire and I'm gathered 'round you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Set this old black heart inertia aflame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I can't help but ask myself how much I'll let the fear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take the wheel and steer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's driven me before and seems to have a vague&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haunting mass appeal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But lately I'm beginning to find that I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should be the one behind the wheel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: Lyrics are from the following songs by Incubus: Wish You Were Here, Black Heart Inertia and Drive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-5191552529280073100?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/5191552529280073100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=5191552529280073100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/5191552529280073100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/5191552529280073100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/07/post-of-lyrics.html' title='A post of lyrics.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlNYzpcyW6I/AAAAAAAAAOw/ofk3Ok7YBYs/s72-c/Milk_Opera_by_acrylicana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-4091988906806384740</id><published>2009-07-02T00:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:13:34.687+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Sometimes. Other times.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SkuVtwvW5iI/AAAAAAAAAOo/NaxISbBh5pc/s1600-h/2312fa23c6d28a868c72c50e9fcad00e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SkuVtwvW5iI/AAAAAAAAAOo/NaxISbBh5pc/s400/2312fa23c6d28a868c72c50e9fcad00e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353537195470153250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;[Sometimes, all it takes is just a small heart to make a big pile of dung look good. Other times, just a splat of dung is enough to make a big heart look bad.] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;credits to deviantart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sometimes, I can be so oblivious to everything around me.&lt;div&gt;Other times, I can be so observant towards everything; from a person's scent at close proximity to the way stares and gazes are exchanged between people, to the open blue sky with its cotton candy clouds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, I can be so under stress that sleep beats a million dollars anytime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other times, I wish I have a million dollars so that I could do many things in my endless freetime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, I can sashay into a room without any self-doubt and worries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other times, I wish to hide at the darkest corner of a room to battle with my self-consciousness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, creativity seems second nature to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other times, it can be a bane for many weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, even a soppy soap opera can't even make me feel anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other times, all it takes is just three baby dinosaurs and a baby mammoth to melt me into a fuzzy puddle of goo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, I can spend hundreds of bucks in some shopping spree, only to end up finding nothing memorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other times, I can spend less than 10 bucks for a movie like Ice Age 3 with friends, only to end up with the widest of grins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-4091988906806384740?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/4091988906806384740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=4091988906806384740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/4091988906806384740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/4091988906806384740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/07/sometimes-other-times.html' title='Sometimes. Other times.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SkuVtwvW5iI/AAAAAAAAAOo/NaxISbBh5pc/s72-c/2312fa23c6d28a868c72c50e9fcad00e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-1368493278929875120</id><published>2009-05-07T17:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:14:08.355+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Slowed to a stop.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SgKxYpB3GmI/AAAAAAAAAOg/yJnUztTiMV0/s1600-h/Turning_Back_Time_by_Eruruu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 375px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SgKxYpB3GmI/AAAAAAAAAOg/yJnUztTiMV0/s400/Turning_Back_Time_by_Eruruu.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333019945648724578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Credits to Deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When I first ventured into HELP, I was all hyped up and ready to make new friends in a new environment.&lt;div&gt;Now, I'm just going through day by day with the hypeness dissipating in a sea of monotony. Yet, the presence of friends and family rejuvenates the hypeness from time to time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I first decided to go after the guy during high school, I was an emotional wreck filled with joy and sorrow. I relentlessly went through many obstacles just to obtain a forbidden fruit called love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I'm just anchored to the ground to avoid being another emotional wreck again. Or so I thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I first used anger, voice and temper to get what I wanted, I was enthralled with their sheer power to make people pay attention to me amidst the bitter consequences.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I'm just putting a polite smile and say "I don't mind" if I can't get what I want. Because there is always another day to achieve that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As time slowed to a stop, so does the monotonous rush of life. I realized that I'm a different person now, yet there are questions waiting to be answered. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall use this pause and find the answers before time starts ticking again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time to put on my Indiana Jones hat. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-1368493278929875120?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/1368493278929875120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=1368493278929875120' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/1368493278929875120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/1368493278929875120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/05/slowed-to-stop.html' title='Slowed to a stop.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SgKxYpB3GmI/AAAAAAAAAOg/yJnUztTiMV0/s72-c/Turning_Back_Time_by_Eruruu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-7952498019493222049</id><published>2009-04-13T20:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:14:20.570+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>A.N.O.V.A</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;auseating,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;bnoxious &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;icious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;nalysis.&lt;br /&gt;Which I have finally conquered.. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go after its brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;he&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;uperbly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;edious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;nd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;iring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;tatistics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-7952498019493222049?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/7952498019493222049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=7952498019493222049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/7952498019493222049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/7952498019493222049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/04/anova.html' title='A.N.O.V.A'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-9056210306539953264</id><published>2009-04-10T23:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:14:31.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>A shortie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/Sd9wJ9xaM-I/AAAAAAAAAN4/u9X-NAgY4eQ/s1600-h/I_don__t_know_the_name_by_gnce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/Sd9wJ9xaM-I/AAAAAAAAAN4/u9X-NAgY4eQ/s400/I_don__t_know_the_name_by_gnce.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323096601078150114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yes. You. I'm looking at you with my blur, cuddly face. I'm an irresistable puffball, no?&lt;br /&gt;[Credits to DeviantArt]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Uh, don't mind the name of this post. I just can't think of anything that suits the description of a short post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, exams are in a week's time and it hit me yesterday that I have exactly 7 days (6 now) to finish up 106 and two other subjects. My brain cells will be oozing out of my ears by the time this is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I can tick off the experience of being inked out of my life's to-do list. On towards other stuff which I don't really remember what are they but yeah, they exist somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anything new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much exactly, same old same old, except a bit fleshier I think. A good addition into my comfort hugs arsenal. Hey, it's much nicer to say it that way rather than the conventional self-depreciating technique of saying that you gained an extra layer of fat. Positive thinking is way better than its counterpart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for other sectors of my life, it would be an understatement to say that my life is pretty bland because I have such wonderful people in my life. From the lame joke crackers to the self-declared pig, I can't really find a day which I didn't even smile once. To be honest, I can't figure out when did I start to appreciate the smaller things in life and I don't bother. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bezzie told me that I'm addicted to my freedom, which might explain why I may have a gazillion crushes but there are none which I really put my heart and soul into getting that person. Maybe maybe. Well, definitely. I think I have an addiction towards freedom and as people say, addictions are hard to be ridden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo. Minus the randomness and all, the bottom line is that I have screwed my braincells thanks to t-stats and ANOVA, so this post is meant to keep my head levelled before I go into berserk mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I just realized. This isn't a shortie anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-9056210306539953264?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/9056210306539953264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=9056210306539953264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/9056210306539953264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/9056210306539953264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/04/shortie.html' title='A shortie.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/Sd9wJ9xaM-I/AAAAAAAAAN4/u9X-NAgY4eQ/s72-c/I_don__t_know_the_name_by_gnce.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-4967036962706119645</id><published>2009-03-31T19:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:14:55.628+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Simplified in poetry.</title><content type='html'>I have this habit of writing random poems/stuff when I'm waiting for someone or just plain bored. This habit intensifies when my heart tends to be bothered with issues that I only know of. The following stuffs were written today around 5.40pm to 6.00pm with me sitting at the stairs outside KPDA. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i. Occupations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If my eyes are camerapersons, they would have taken so many pictures of the environment, no matter how shabby it is. Because beyond the exterior, lies a wonderful story caught in the moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If my heart is a painter, it would have painted 1001 emotions in my daily life's blank canvas. From bright colors of magenta and orange, to sombre colors like midnight blue and grey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If my senses are investigators, they would have explored and investigated every nook and cranny in any object/human they could find to unravel the raw truth. Talk about digging gold in a barren wasteland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If my ears are music producers, they would have channeled the random sounds from my surroundings, combined them with the falsettos of my heart and composed them into a beautiful song that echoes around the precipes of my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If my mouth is a radio DJ, it would update its listeners with the endless arguments between my mind and my heart that have to offer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ii. Letters hidden beneath randomness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flowers are pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elephants are wise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enrich point from MAS are so overrated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Legs are sexy when they are lean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lean bodies rock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Icings in cupcakes are my loves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Katherine McPhee has a very soulful voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everybody knows but nobody REALLY knows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cats are adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rats are disgusting yet smart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay for final exams (Aprilfool's coming, so can't help it).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inside out, round and round.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NANA is a rock-inspired anime which deserves much credit with its songs itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God gave our souls wings to fly, but how much do we appreciate those wings that gave us &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;freedom&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;iii. Two words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A struggle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With emotion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A tear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being stubborn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not unforgettable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A contact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Physical attraction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hidden feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always resisting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never fading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always questioning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forever smiling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No ending.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A battle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heart, mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who wins?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God knows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-mel-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-4967036962706119645?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/4967036962706119645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=4967036962706119645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/4967036962706119645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/4967036962706119645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/03/simplified-in-poetry.html' title='Simplified in poetry.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-2334647803165830018</id><published>2009-03-26T12:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:15:03.491+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>For the past few....</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I see the mirror in your eyes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see the truth behind your lies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(In and Out of Love by Armin van Buuren)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few weeks, this song with its videoclip has been playing in my head. Maybe because I never thought a progressive-trance song can ever produce such an enchanting piece of artwork. With two dancers dancing their beautiful emotions away and a beautiful voice accompanying the time-stopping beats, it was just a masterpiece. Clearly that explains why that song had so many hits in Youtube itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few weeks, my life has been driven by the flow of assignments and health issues. After the successful Back to Basics project, it was time to slog out full force on the dreaded report of the event. Nothing short of hell, as I would say. Conflicts arised, stress levels increased, pimples popped up like frenzy and the deadline seemed foreboding as always. Combined that with a movieclip, no wonder the coffee companies loved their increase of sales in the midst of the global recession phenomenon. As much as I wanted to let go a TREMENDOUS sigh, I can't do that full-heartedly with coughing and all. Three months of coughing isn't easy, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few days, I slept like a pig after so long. Antibiotics sucks but they do help to regulate sleeping patterns, so to speak. However, due to the excessive resting hours, my muscles just refused to wake up from their hibernation and prefered to move like jello instead. So, there and then, I found a downside. The hibernation cycle is a chore to break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few days, I have been catching up with my reading chores, as in reading academic books. Seems a bore but a sure way to kill time if Internet fails to charm me anymore (as if). One of the most interesting things I have read was about prenatal development. Eventhough the text was blurry and the pictures incomprehensible (photocopied stuff), I suddenly felt a sense of having a child of my own. That sense just appeared after I had dreamed about my pregnant cousin sister who is due this April. Maybe I'm just excited to be an auntie to another nephew or niece after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few hours, I had a weird.. dream. A steamy one, that is. Nope, details are strictly P &amp;amp; C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few hours, I had received a call from a former schoolmate of mine. He was very delusioned enough to confess his feelings for me and sincerely hoped that the next time we meet, we will be together for good. Uh huh. Mm hmm. No comments. Maybe.. one. It will never happen for eternity and beyond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few hours, I bumped into another former schoolmate of mine in the dental clinic. He still has his charming smile.  Wondered how long since I really saw him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few hours, my dentist said that my molars are moving too slow to fill up the gap and it will take a minimum of 1 year for it to be perfect (bones too strong, LOL). So, she advised me to put bridges instead and my braces can go away. Downside is, it's bridges, not my real teeth and they always say that ori stuffs are much better than fakerios. Mum suggested to refer to other specialists before doing that, so yeah. My eyes glazed diamonds when the prospect of having brace-less smiles is just a mere months away.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few minutes, I have cracked my head for PSY106; sms-ed three people; talked to countless others, online or face-to-face; found my lost charger; freezed my backside off; played Mafia Wars...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thought that today wasn't such a bad day after all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-2334647803165830018?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/2334647803165830018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=2334647803165830018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/2334647803165830018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/2334647803165830018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-past-few.html' title='For the past few....'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-4403702231422433157</id><published>2009-03-10T20:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:15:14.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Thank you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; for your support for the Back to Basics program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; for helping us to help the needy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; for complementing our quirky t-shirt designs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; for enjoying our banana splits and ice creams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; for smiling at us politely when you pass by our stall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; for spreading the word around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; for helping us to take care of our stall in dire times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; for suggesting new ideas to increase our sales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; for trusting us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; for being our customer and supporters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you &lt;/span&gt;for your cooperation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; for being there. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to those who made this project come true; friends and strangers alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&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/13923437-4403702231422433157?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/4403702231422433157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=4403702231422433157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/4403702231422433157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/4403702231422433157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/03/thank-you.html' title='Thank you.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-3651577215185727650</id><published>2009-02-20T22:47:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:15:38.460+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advertising'/><title type='text'>Back To Basics, Where Originality Matters.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SaKgFi0o_DI/AAAAAAAAANY/1Vp9C_XVRzs/s1600-h/Design+4b-+back.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SZ7WSCS8tlI/AAAAAAAAANI/DftLc2-u0dM/s1600-h/Design+10-Front+only.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SZ7Vljg7GhI/AAAAAAAAANA/l7KrbXzg2J8/s1600-h/Design+9-Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SZ7VBE18zaI/AAAAAAAAAMY/QufZdfNGk4k/s1600-h/Design+6a-Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SZ7VA1nftQI/AAAAAAAAAMI/D24ooaeUaaI/s1600-h/Design+5a-Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SZ7VA9jPNnI/AAAAAAAAAMA/RcD4x2ZmpKQ/s1600-h/Design+4a+Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 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display: block; width: 338px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SZ7T7YfYguI/AAAAAAAAALQ/9lcTJZ0Ckps/s400/Design1a-Front+%282%29.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304910426328322994" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 395px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SZ7T7RaQ07I/AAAAAAAAALY/NvyzWtrQEiM/s400/Design+1+-back.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304910432538214834" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 384px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SZ7T7oi0QbI/AAAAAAAAALg/4cKOnhbJWZM/s400/Design+2a-front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304910433959608754" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 378px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SZ7T7t1tAbI/AAAAAAAAALo/fi3bNWrIMSg/s400/Design+2-back.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304910431040973458" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 399px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SZ7T7i92KpI/AAAAAAAAALw/acxo9SQa0sI/s400/Design+3-front+only.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304911623588099698" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 399px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SZ7VA9jPNnI/AAAAAAAAAMA/RcD4x2ZmpKQ/s400/Design+4a+Front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305979931072483858" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 399px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SaKgopDtUhI/AAAAAAAAANg/IwIQyIJn6zk/s400/Design+4b-+back.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SaAXIVVXQcI/AAAAAAAAANQ/mVTQjEMJ0Rs/s1600-h/Design+5a-Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305265792975585730" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 393px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SaAXIVVXQcI/AAAAAAAAANQ/mVTQjEMJ0Rs/s400/Design+5a-Front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304911627671140258" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 366px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SZ7VBMwtd6I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/ll5c7D1h1R0/s400/Design+5-Back.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304911625545633186" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 386px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SZ7VBE18zaI/AAAAAAAAAMY/QufZdfNGk4k/s400/Design+6a-Front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304912248656974722" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 386px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SZ7VlWHRU4I/AAAAAAAAAMg/4ukG09Ghbh0/s400/Design+6-Back.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304912249339768450" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 393px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SZ7VlYqD7oI/AAAAAAAAAMo/O9hTtLxEMKE/s400/Design+7a-Front+only.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304912253060405906" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 383px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SZ7VlmhIWpI/AAAAAAAAAMw/SYeDdfN1MGY/s400/Design+8a-Front+only.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304912252254231058" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 345px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SZ7Vljg7GhI/AAAAAAAAANA/l7KrbXzg2J8/s400/Design+9-Front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304912255055421650" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 395px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SZ7Vlt8x4NI/AAAAAAAAAM4/uhNPE3g8syI/s400/Design+9-back.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;Design 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304913016431359570" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SZ7WSCS8tlI/AAAAAAAAANI/DftLc2-u0dM/s400/Design+10-Front+only.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Price ranges are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; piece= RM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;pieces= RM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; pieces= RM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;58&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;For purchases &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; rm20, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;FREE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; lollipop will be included with the purchase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;For purchases of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;FIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; t-shirts or more, you are entitled to win a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;MYSTERY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; prize!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;To book and purchase these t-shirts or for more information, please contact &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Mr. Cheah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;017- 2402891; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Email:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; cheah_cw@yahoo.com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATED: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T-SHIRT PURCHASING LASTS TILL SATURDAY, 7TH MARCH. ORDERS WILL BE RECEIVED IN TWO WEEKS TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tut, tut. 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cursor: pointer; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SZrKXbrDHbI/AAAAAAAAALI/Y8R2ZzR_92o/s400/3_second_memory_by_plusone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APA citations + the random stuffs we always say= This.&lt;br /&gt;I am so braindead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;LOL (Ng, Chuah, Teoh, Hung &amp;amp; Low, 2008).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;What the.. tooot (Ng, 2008).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Bodoh (Low, 2008)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Lame trophy (Teoh, 2008).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Lame camera (Teoh, 2008).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Lame =.= (Teoh, 2008).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Zha tou (Ng, 2008).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Swt (Ng, 2008).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;WOW (Low, 2009).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Sedap lah (Hung, 2009).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Grandma likes .... (Teoh, 2009).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Please suck my blood! (Teoh, 2009).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Lu apa mau? (Cheah, 2009).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;Quote people lah (Low, 2009).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Cannot stand (Ng, 2008).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Then sit lor (Low, 2008).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Simitaichi? (Chuah, 2008).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Pandai (Chuah, 2008).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;I live to eat (Low, 2007).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Aku bangga (Chuah, 2009).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Gaming lor (Hung, 2008).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Relax lah... (Low &amp;amp; Hung, 2008).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't wanna rock the world, I wanna rock your world (Tung, as cited in Cheah, 2008).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Gone lah (Lim, 2009).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Amen! (Kamsul, 2008).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Yes sayang? (Chuah, 2009).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Win, lose or draw; MANCHESTER UNITED for life (Yan, 2008).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Fuck it lah (Yan, 2008).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Mah hai! (Lim, 2009).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Exam ah? Tell it to yourself it's just mcq (Lim, 2009).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Apa lan jiau you cakap? (Lim, 2009).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Better to lose a lover than to love a loser! (Yan, 2009).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Jesus Christ! (Kamsul, 2008).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Bikin apa cerita (Cheah, 2009).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Want to die ah? (Cheah, 2009).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Bang balls (Cheah, 2009).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Face problem (Low, 2008).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Want to go yamcha? (Hung, Chuah &amp;amp; Low, 2008).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;So cute! (Low, 2008).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Let's go mamak lah -after 5 mins in class-  &lt;after&gt;(Cheah et al, 2008).&lt;/after&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;This class damn sien man (Cheah et al, 2008).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Go study laaa (Low, 2008).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Dei! (Chuah, 2009).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Night! (Low, 2009).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Your mom (Kamsul, 2008).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Aiyo! (Kamsul, 2008).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Cannot sit, cannot stand (Cheah, 2009).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Then squat lor (Low, 2009).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;CFP (Critical Face Problem) (Ng, 2009).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;...... (Ng, 2009).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;You know what?? I don't care, I don't give a damn (Hung, 2009).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;It doesn't matter!! (Hung, 2009).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Heee (Low, 2009).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;MPS (Men's Period Syndrome) (Hung, 2008).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;A die-die situation (Chuah, 2009).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just love my job.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-mel-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-3664082054974704045?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/3664082054974704045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=3664082054974704045' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/3664082054974704045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/3664082054974704045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/02/of-apa-citations-and-usual-stuffs-we.html' title='Of APA citations and the usual stuffs we say.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SZrKXbrDHbI/AAAAAAAAALI/Y8R2ZzR_92o/s72-c/3_second_memory_by_plusone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-2872894448677091155</id><published>2009-02-16T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:16:18.088+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><title type='text'>They just keep playing in my head.</title><content type='html'>So the title speaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I wish you bluebirds in the spring, to give your heart a song to sing. (Lisa Ono, I Wish You Love.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Me and my heart we've got issues, don't know whether should I slap you or kiss you. (The Saturdays, Issues.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Izinkanku mencuri bayangan wajahmu, kau ilhamku. (Man Bai, Kau Ilhamku.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;If I could change your mind... (Boyce Avenue, Change Your Mind.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;C'mon let's get high! (Franz Ferdinand, Ulysses.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I breathe, hoping the winds would blow me away, (Faspitch, Breathe.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;He kissed my lips, I tasted your mouth. (Katy Pery, Thinking of You.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So goodnight, goodnight.. (Maroon 5, Goodnight Goodnight.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Summertime, summertime. (The Click 5, Summertime.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I know it's kinda late, but happy birthday. (The Click 5, Happy Birthday.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-2872894448677091155?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/2872894448677091155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=2872894448677091155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/2872894448677091155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/2872894448677091155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/02/they-just-keep-playing-in-my-head.html' title='They just keep playing in my head.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-537528708248155575</id><published>2009-02-14T18:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:16:39.066+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>To my sweethearts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SZahGfNxlmI/AAAAAAAAALA/M2WZzctUGhI/s1600-h/57f06ba3adf9ffb5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SZahGfNxlmI/AAAAAAAAALA/M2WZzctUGhI/s400/57f06ba3adf9ffb5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302602744105899618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my sweethearts who have found your darlings, three cheers for everlasting romance.&lt;br /&gt;To my sweethearts who had your hearts broken, three cheers for a speedy recovery and fun times ahead with friends and families.&lt;br /&gt;To my sweethearts who realized that there is love blossoming in your hearts, three cheers for the newly discovered euphoria.&lt;br /&gt;To my sweethearts who remains true bachelors and bacheloritas, three cheers for singledom and its rollercoaster rides.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to all my lovely friends and readers, single or taken. Spread the love today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-537528708248155575?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/537528708248155575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=537528708248155575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/537528708248155575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/537528708248155575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-my-sweethearts.html' title='To my sweethearts.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SZahGfNxlmI/AAAAAAAAALA/M2WZzctUGhI/s72-c/57f06ba3adf9ffb5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-3230451237487027095</id><published>2009-02-06T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:18:08.720+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>One.</title><content type='html'>If I can describe myself in any perfume brand, I would choose CK One.&lt;div&gt;The Unisex perfume, where you smell masculinity yet feminity at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I had its first whiff a few years back, I fell in love with it. It totally describes me, inside out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To me, it's a scent of independence, self-sufficiency, freedom to do anything you like with a hell of an attitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a scent for people like me who just found her true self hidden underneath the fossilized layers of societal stigmas/responsibilities/roles that she as a human had to partake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a scent for those who believes in her principles and never backs down upon them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a scent resembling the willpower to face any challenges ahead with smiles eventhough tears and frustration tag along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best of all? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It makes me feel like a woman with a heart of stone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-3230451237487027095?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/3230451237487027095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=3230451237487027095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/3230451237487027095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/3230451237487027095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/02/one.html' title='One.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-8488415309658030880</id><published>2009-01-31T16:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:18:08.720+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>100 things about this lady.</title><content type='html'>Got inspired by Tyaa's note in Facebook and Aly's 100 random things post also. Let's give this a shot.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. i love turquoise and teal. get me anything with these two colors and i'll be grinning like a cheshire cat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. i love cats but i don't know how to take care of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. i'm a music junkie. anything from tiesto to joe bagale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. my hair color now is autumn red. i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. my bones are too strong till my dentist got kinda frustrated with my braces progress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. lip balm is my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. i love perfume. my obssession. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. i used to play guitar from beginner till the start of grade one. then i stopped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. one day, i wanna be a bassist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. i aim to take photography lessons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. i have a very nasty temper if provoked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. my mouth moves like a bullet train when i get angry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. i'm a semi-banana. weee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. i was nicknamed the failure of love in high school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. i was 10 kg fatter 3 years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. i smile like my dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. i love hugs. they're therapeutic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. i do have self-esteem issues especially towards my weight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. i'm trying to deal with these self-esteem issues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. i bottle up my feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21. i can be very impulsive, especially in terms of love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22. i dated an indian guy before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23. i had many many crushes. shortest 1 lasted a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24. i have a vivid imagination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25. yes, i do have dirty thoughts when i daydream in lectures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;26. can't remember the last time i cried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;27. i swear. moderately alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28. i love books. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;29. i love anime, but quality ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30. i RARELY, HARDLY did any PDA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;31. i can't drink alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;32. when i'm high, i'm the best hug provider.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;33. i'm a gamer girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;34. in games, i look for graphics, sounds, and the occasional gore/violence. maple story is a no-no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;35. i used to play Granado Espada. spent alot in that too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;36. i love sniffing on guy's perfume. proof= stealing whiffs of my dad's Guess perfume.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;37. pasta, i love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;38. i went to a slimming centre before. never wanna go back there again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;39. no, i don't care for my lips just to make them kissable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;40. it's because i hate chapped lips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;41. i have this habit of twirling the tips of my hair now and then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;42. i'm not exactly pure chinese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;43. sometimes, i imagine myself making out with fictional guys. it's good to imagine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;44. i love mirror's edge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;45. i like taking pictures in angles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;46. i am vain. i check on my reflections in mirrors everytime i get the chance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;47. my house is near a secondary school. their marching band practices wake me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;48. i am bad at directions. very very bad. the reason: i daydream in the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;49. i hate it when the hormonal rushes kick in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;50. i love cupcakes but i don't get the chance to savour them often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;51. no curry/spices, no life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;52. i always steal peanuts from my friend's nasi lemak plate. they dislike them so i sapu them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;53. i speak malay like a malay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;54. sometimes i do have the indian slang when i speak in english.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;55. i used to have long hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;56. i like smiling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;57. starbucks is my indulgence. so are secret recipe cakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;58. i try not to be emo because it's a very heavy burden and it gives me headaches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;59. i love entering The Body Shop because i get to sniff at the fabulous scents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;60. so far, i only dated once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;61. i used to avoid spaghetti straps, halters and sleeveless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;62. i pierced my ears four times just to get my 1st piercing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;63. i let my nose piercing heal because it's half closed and my studs keep on getting lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;64. i curl in bed when i sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;65. i miss dancing in parties and letting loose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;66. i have a halter saree and a punjabi suit in my closet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;67. i have a baju kebaya and baju kurung also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;68. a very flowery cheongsam top is resting peacefully in the darkest corners of my closet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;69. i'm flat-footed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;70. i don't know how to swim or cycle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;71. according to feng shui or whatever that is, i'm a Metal Horse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;72. i'm a Scorpio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;73. when i go for mamak sessions, i don't care how i dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;74. flip flops rule.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;75. rice makes me sleepy. too little makes me grumpy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;76. i'm gonna be the second shortest in my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;77. i have a cartoonist uncle who shares the same taste of anime with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;78. i have a very health-conscious uncle who keeps penang cleaner than KL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;79. i have an aunt who can play scrabble like nobody's business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;80. in my dad's side, three of my relatives are teachers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;81. my dad is a police officer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;82. i just realized that most of my relatives are goverment servants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;83. in my mum's side, i have a director uncle, a makeup artist aunt, a simstress aunt, an insurance agent uncle, and a logging contractor uncle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;84. in my mum's side, three of my relatives are simstresses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;85. my whole family relations consist of malay, chinese, and indian members.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;86. i love penang. it makes me feel homely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;87. i have been out of the dating scene for quite some time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;88. i have chocolate mint cakes in my fridge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;89. i found my love for photography.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;90. i never thought i would get an A in arts during foundation times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;91. i plan to master adobe photoshop when i'm free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;92. i had spent so much till i realized that money can't buy happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;93. i realized that i need to appreciate my family more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;94. i miss my late eldest aunt sometimes. her laugh still lingers in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;95. without my dad and mom, i won't be standing here today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;96. i follow most of my dad's characteristics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;97. my mom and i form good shopping partners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;98. i think i have a crush on someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;99. i'm just gonna wait and see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;100. in the meantime, i wanna live my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There you have it. Typed this with wearing only a towel hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-mel-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-8488415309658030880?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/8488415309658030880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=8488415309658030880' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/8488415309658030880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/8488415309658030880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/01/100-things-about-this-lady.html' title='100 things about this lady.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-2227199223988297509</id><published>2009-01-23T18:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:21:08.349+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Paradox.</title><content type='html'>I'm naughty and nice,&lt;br /&gt;I can seduce and entice,&lt;br /&gt;I'm the ketchup that goes with the fries,&lt;br /&gt;I'm the gravy that goes with the rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a twisted logic.&lt;br /&gt;It is monochromatic yet dramatic.&lt;br /&gt;At times it is sarcastic and melancholic.&lt;br /&gt;At other times you get drunk with it like an alcoholic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see one but not two,&lt;br /&gt;I see red but not blue,&lt;br /&gt;I see not a puzzle but a clue,&lt;br /&gt;I see not a stranger but you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't know his place in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Nor he knows that he already found my key from the start,&lt;br /&gt;I hope I don't have to do the dreaded part,&lt;br /&gt;Which failure can cause us to drift apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To whoever who is reading this,&lt;br /&gt;This is just a random post from a girl with something amiss,&lt;br /&gt;If you wonder who's this chap fluttering away from my fingertips,&lt;br /&gt;I wish you good luck and please put a silence on your lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P.S:&lt;br /&gt;I've been bitten by the rhyming bug,&lt;br /&gt;So these are what I wrote when time moves like a slug,&lt;br /&gt;Some of the entries are random so please don't give a fug,&lt;br /&gt;Instead read this with a tone like you have taken a happy drug. :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-2227199223988297509?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/2227199223988297509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=2227199223988297509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/2227199223988297509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/2227199223988297509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/01/paradox.html' title='Paradox.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-9110043743904013521</id><published>2009-01-05T21:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T21:20:06.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school.</title><content type='html'>Ah, the nostalgic stale scent of my lecture hall, AE1. Cushioned chairs, check. Lighting, check. Projector, check. Whiteboard, check. Aircond, ch- wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No aircond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh wee, the class has more occupants. What a wonderful match to pair with an aircond-less room. Hello, stuffy lecture hall. You MISS ME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I heard you. Loud and clear. Since 11 a.m. this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO. Today was my start of a new, fresh semester amidst all the stuffiness and snooze aura lingering in the air. We began with the reappearance of our Research "Good Boy" lecturer, Dr. Albert and *surprise, surprise* John Kiat with the tongue as fast as a bullet train. This duo is responsible for conducting Quantitative Methods which basically revolves around statistics. Nothing too fanciful really, except a new software called SPSS and tons of graphs/tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a few snoring their heads off I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we had Project Management. Our lecturer wasn't able to make it today, so our replacement lecturer entered instead. The next hour or so, I was already busy doodling my notebook with names of random singers and their respective song titles. I can somehow.. umm.... appreciate his effort but seriously, my attention span was already in an all time low, so.. lalalalalaa. You get it, I get it, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After quick hushes and whispers, me and my friends zoomed off from that class and stopped by the Dept of Psych to ask a few questions about our electives. Now, that was the time I got hit by an academic dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minors or free electives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun dun dun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously minors is the best choice but it depends on the interest. Thankfully there are loads of minors to choose from, yet it won't be an easy task. I certainly don't wish to be stuck with the subjects I dislike for the rest of my course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Just have to take one step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mel-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-9110043743904013521?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/9110043743904013521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=9110043743904013521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/9110043743904013521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/9110043743904013521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-to-school.html' title='Back to school.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-6753783338536941897</id><published>2008-12-31T21:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:21:08.349+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Bonne nuit, 2008.</title><content type='html'>What I've learned/experienced in 2008?&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;taste &lt;/span&gt;of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;freedom&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;joy&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;friendship&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;pressure&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;assignments and exa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;ms&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;sorrow&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;losing someone beloved&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;carefree&lt;/span&gt; moments of &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;"yamcha" sessions in the middle of classes&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(I hope my mum doesn't see this.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt; feeling of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;drinking too much and still can remember everything the next day&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(I heard when you are drunk with wine, you can't remember whatever you did during that period the next day.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ecstasy&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;online gaming until it was too overbearing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;fleeting&lt;/span&gt; moment of having an &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;infatuation towards a certain guy&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Two guys, to be exact.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;heartbreaking&lt;/span&gt; feeling of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;letting that infatuation go&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;nerve-wrecking&lt;/span&gt; moments of driving lessons and exam.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;mushy&lt;/span&gt; feeling of reading a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;romantic story&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Too much, perhaps.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;confusion&lt;/span&gt; in handling &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;PTPTN matters&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;euphoria&lt;/span&gt; of having &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;my best earphones in my life&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Bass baby~! Yeah!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;jitters&lt;/span&gt; before &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;delivering a presentation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;AND...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SVt1jYEsvRI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Jwfgcpy1Htg/s1600-h/Candy_by_rickda7th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SVt1jYEsvRI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Jwfgcpy1Htg/s400/Candy_by_rickda7th.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285947838267440402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May your life be filled with the various colors of experiences, just like this candy stack. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-6753783338536941897?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/6753783338536941897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=6753783338536941897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/6753783338536941897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/6753783338536941897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/12/bonne-nuit-2008.html' title='Bonne nuit, 2008.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SVt1jYEsvRI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Jwfgcpy1Htg/s72-c/Candy_by_rickda7th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-4303528395601707863</id><published>2008-12-23T22:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:21:48.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Porcelain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SVDyfXUuS2I/AAAAAAAAAKw/GyZYbBc5Aco/s1600-h/butterfly_eyes_by_madpimp350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SVDyfXUuS2I/AAAAAAAAAKw/GyZYbBc5Aco/s400/butterfly_eyes_by_madpimp350.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282988983556393826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&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;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;I can see her.. but I can't touch her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Do you know why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Her beauty is captivating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;An angel in disguise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Just a touch of unbridled love and lust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;And that beauty will be contaminated by the tendrils of sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;By me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;With the filthy hands of my own.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;I desired to embrace her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;To protect her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;To be by her side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Ever since that time... that time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Yet.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Her beauty is so fragile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;So delicate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;A sinful touch and a shatter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Like a porcelain vase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;With the warning sign next to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;"Nice to see, nice to hold;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Once broken, considered sold."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;I will not break her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;I will not sell her love and beauty to the Devil.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;That is why I will refrain myself with the shackles of my conscience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;And admire the ethereal beauty from afar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Just like a child admires a refined porcelain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that I wrote before the exams. Nothing much really, just wrote this down at the spur of the moment. Inspired by the many books and online stories I had read. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-4303528395601707863?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/4303528395601707863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=4303528395601707863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/4303528395601707863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/4303528395601707863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/12/porcelain.html' title='Porcelain.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SVDyfXUuS2I/AAAAAAAAAKw/GyZYbBc5Aco/s72-c/butterfly_eyes_by_madpimp350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-7195834250008351358</id><published>2008-11-15T19:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T19:34:59.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cough cough cough. and random stuff.</title><content type='html'>every morning since this thursday, i have been coughing my lungs out till my stomach hurts. darn, this sucks. plus, i have assignments to do. i can't even talk properly without "coughing up a hurricane" (termed by &lt;a href="http://mynameyourmouth.blogspot.com"&gt;Jordan&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about assignments, i did my slides but i'm not sure whether to modify it or just leave it there. excluding the introductory and ending slides, i have 11 of them. enough for 6 minutes? or just plain too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. in the meantime, i'll stick with my drooling for TF2. gosh, eventhough i can't play that game, i'm still madly in love with its retroish graphics. my next aim once i get a generous sum of moolah will be getting the original Orange Box. Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updates on my personal life? nothing new except a fleeting crush. like a tsunami, it came in waves. and like a tsunami, the waves gradually decreased in magnitude until it fades to a mere memory. i ALMOST confessed, yet something held me back and i'm glad that i finally got hold of that impulsive twitch in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleah. anyways, i did try out the original version of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;screaming orgasm&lt;/span&gt; drink recently, and it tasted WEIRD. coffee and liquor. with a cherry in it. luckily the cherry saved my senses LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i sign off, i seriously hope my current state of health dysfunction will improve soon. =S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-7195834250008351358?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/7195834250008351358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=7195834250008351358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/7195834250008351358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/7195834250008351358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/11/cough-cough-cough-and-random-stuff.html' title='cough cough cough. and random stuff.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-9198550298260172240</id><published>2008-11-14T21:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T21:05:45.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ugly pic tag.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SR13R_7SG0I/AAAAAAAAAHg/V8_gs8WdgHM/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SR13R_7SG0I/AAAAAAAAAHg/V8_gs8WdgHM/s400/me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268498290194914114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just came back from dinner. Gosh, I'm so pale. ._."&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, lazy to tag. Tagged by Shuyi &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Take a picture of yourself right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Don't change your clothes or fix your hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Post that picture with NO editing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Post these instruction with your picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Tag 5 people to do this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-9198550298260172240?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/9198550298260172240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=9198550298260172240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/9198550298260172240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/9198550298260172240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/11/ugly-pic-tag.html' title='ugly pic tag.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SR13R_7SG0I/AAAAAAAAAHg/V8_gs8WdgHM/s72-c/me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-6071265803370350014</id><published>2008-11-03T02:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:21:08.349+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>speechless. so, i smiled.</title><content type='html'>yeah. i'm eighteen now. i'm considered legal. or am i?&lt;br /&gt;that was what i asked my dad. i asked him, "i duno whether i should be elated to the max or just remain sober and indifferent for today?".&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i'm eighteen today. i should be enjoying myself instead of thinking serious stuff right?&lt;br /&gt;at the same time, i also have to move on right?&lt;br /&gt;this conversation happened after the lunch outing with my family and bezy friend at the curve.&lt;br /&gt;it was very warm, very happy, very homely.&lt;br /&gt;simple and sweet, i could say.&lt;br /&gt;so i half-heartedly thought that my outing in 1utama will be the same indeed.&lt;br /&gt;how wrong i was.&lt;br /&gt;how VERY wrong i was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what appeared to be a simple dinner turned out to be one heck of a fabulous gathering filled with cheers, hugs, laughter.&lt;br /&gt;when i saw familiar faces smiling back at me, i was speechless. utterly speechless. the only thing i could do that time was to give my widest grin and say "thank you". in my heart, i was weeping with joy and i was drowned with emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i observed all my friends smiling and laughing and enjoying each other's company, i felt...blessed and happy. i remembered one of the orphans from the orphanage telling me to count my blessings. how true it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all the fun and in the comfort of my home, i opened the HUGE birthday card and the presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt tears stinging at the back of my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt my heart melted into a mushy puddle beneath me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i was not that expressionless, i would have cried like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm that kind of girl who really appreciates the little pleasures in life.&lt;br /&gt;and when these kind of "pleasures" come in surprises, i am rendered speechless.&lt;br /&gt;so, i smiled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-6071265803370350014?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-4164124436492696380</id><published>2008-10-28T08:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T08:25:48.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>groggy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SQZa60mmGYI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/fmO2__4PKM0/s1600-h/Blue_by_wolf_cherry_blossom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SQZa60mmGYI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/fmO2__4PKM0/s400/Blue_by_wolf_cherry_blossom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261993181228439938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waking up at 6 a.m. for a 10 a.m class is crappish.&lt;br /&gt;yet i have no other choice, thanks to KL infamous jam.&lt;br /&gt;travelling back and forth from college with 25-30 mins taken each trip isn't really nice.&lt;br /&gt;bleah, just forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, just got JT's latest album, Mr. Timberlake.&lt;br /&gt;mr. sexeh is back.&lt;br /&gt;mostly his songs are remixed versions, so adds a new kick for his signature pieces like SexyBack etc.&lt;br /&gt;still, i love him. &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SQZb8SMEGPI/AAAAAAAAAHY/c1S8CERd9PE/s1600-h/Justin+Timberlake+-+Mr.+Timberlake.%282008%29.Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SQZb8SMEGPI/AAAAAAAAAHY/c1S8CERd9PE/s400/Justin+Timberlake+-+Mr.+Timberlake.%282008%29.Front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261994305861720306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SQZaHN3YIrI/AAAAAAAAAHI/k3CMM8juaCQ/s1600-h/CONTRAPORTADA+INTERIOR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SQZaHN3YIrI/AAAAAAAAAHI/k3CMM8juaCQ/s400/CONTRAPORTADA+INTERIOR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261992294656516786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SQZaGiWNYdI/AAAAAAAAAHA/wMx-wtoNVQQ/s1600-h/CONTRAPORTADA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SQZaGiWNYdI/AAAAAAAAAHA/wMx-wtoNVQQ/s400/CONTRAPORTADA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261992282974675410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-4164124436492696380?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/4164124436492696380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=4164124436492696380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/4164124436492696380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/4164124436492696380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/10/groggy.html' title='groggy.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SQZa60mmGYI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/fmO2__4PKM0/s72-c/Blue_by_wolf_cherry_blossom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-904003300190344155</id><published>2008-10-27T13:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:21:08.350+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>two sides of the story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;why do people become defensive when a misjudged opinion is made about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it because of the truth of the opinion is not a truth at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or the denial of the truth that is made about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;why do people seem to sound to you as if they know everything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it because of their attitude?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or is it a fact that they see things in you that you didn't see at all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;why do we judge people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it because of the social influence around us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or our need to judge to compare them with ourselves?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;why do people have arrogance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it because of their need to prove something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or it's just a form of self-defense?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;why do people stick in relationships eventhough they are being eaten inside out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it out of love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or out of responsibility?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;we have many problems but one solution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet, we have one problem but many solutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;humans are a myraid of personalities and solutions&lt;/span&gt;. yet, at the darkest hour where emotions were stripped raw, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;we are all similar inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-904003300190344155?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/904003300190344155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=904003300190344155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/904003300190344155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/904003300190344155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/10/two-sides-of-story.html' title='two sides of the story'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-7122121562267203068</id><published>2008-10-23T02:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T04:21:10.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>power sleep~!</title><content type='html'>may god bless the kind soul who smsed me at 12 am tonight. or i won't be able to wake up from my slumber. slept around 7pm, and planned to wake up in 2 hrs time. in the end, overshot by 3 hrs. nice. really a signal for me to take a loooooooong break and sleep till no end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, saw this tag from shuyi's blog. seems interesting and since i need a break from reading sarky notes, no harm trying it. =D and yeah, added some descriptions also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RULES:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Pick your birth month.&lt;br /&gt;Bold and colour out anything that doesn't apply to you.&lt;br /&gt;Tag 10 people. (lazy to tag.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOVEMBER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Has a lot of ideas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;yes i agree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Difficult to fathom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;erh, true also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Thinks forward. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;nah, i dunno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Unique and brilliant. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Extraordinary ideas. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sharp thinking. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;not really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Fine and strong clairvoyance. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;not sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Can become good doctors. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i.dont.know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dynamic in personality. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;perfecto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Secretive. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;uhumm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Inquisitive. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;spot on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Knows how to dig secrets. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;boom, headshot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Always thinking. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;boom, another headshot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Less talkative but amiable. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;.....so so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Brave and generous. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;60/40 true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Patient. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;patient enough to withstand A LOT of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Stubborn and hard-hearted.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;it's in my genes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; If there is a will, there is a way.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Determined. Never give up. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;yeahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Hardly becomes angry unless provoked. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;yeahhhh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Loves to be alone. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;erh, no. depending lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Thinks differently from others. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;YEAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sharp-minded. no, not really.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; i'm a blur case. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Motivates oneself. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Does not appreciate praises. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ehh..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; High-spirited. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ehhhhh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Well-built and tough. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Deep love and emotions. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;ahhhhhh, true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Romantic. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;ahhhhh, very true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Uncertain in relationships.&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; true no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Homely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;i love my bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hardworking. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;HAD to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;High abilities.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Trustworthy. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Honest and keeps secrets. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Not able to control emotions. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;=DDDD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Unpredictable. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&gt;=DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;JANUARY: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Ambitious and serious. Loves to teach and be taught. Always looking at people's flaws and weaknesses. Likes to criticize. Hardworking and productive. Smart, neat and organized. Sensitive and has deep thoughts. Knows how to make others happy. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Rather reserved. Highly attentive. Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds. Romantic but has difficulties expressing love. Loves children. Loyal. Has great social abilities yet easily jealous. Very stubborn and money cautious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEBRUARY: Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexy. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest and loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves makingfriend s but rarely shows it. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizes dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARCH: Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate. Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Observant and assesses others. Revengeful. Loves to dream and fantasize. Loves travelling. Loves attention. Hasty decisions in choosing partners. Loves home decors. Musically talented. Loves special things. Moody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APRIL: Active and dynamic. Decisive and hasty but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people's problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Emotional. Aggressive. Hasty. Good memory. Moving. Motivates oneself and others. Sickness usually of the head and chest. Sexy in a way that only their lover can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literacture and the arts. Loves travelling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High spirited. Spendthrift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUNE: Thinks far with vision. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Talkative. Daydreamer. Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Able to show character. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Brand conscious. Executive. Stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JULY: Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people's feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Likes to be quiet. Homely person. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Prone to having stomach and dieting problems. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUGUST: Loves to joke. Attractive. Suave and caring. Brave and fearless. Firm and has leadership qualities. Knows how to console others. Too generous and egoistic. Takes high pride in oneself. Thirsty for praises. Extraordinary spirit. Easily angered. Angry when provoked. Easily jealous. Observant. Careful and cautious. Thinks quickly. Independent thoughts. Loves to lead and to be led. Loves to dream. Talented in the arts, music and defense. Sensitive but not petty. Poor resistance against illnesses. Learns to relax. Hasty and trusty. Romantic. Loving and caring. Loves to make friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEPTEMBER: Suave and compromising. Careful, cautious and organized. Likes to point out people's mistakes. Likes to criticize. Stubborn. Quiet but able to talk well. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal but not always honest. Does work well. Very confident. Sensitive. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Must control oneself when criticizing. Able to motivate oneself. Understanding. Fun to be around. Secretive. Loves leisure and traveling. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Very choosy, especially in relationships. Systematic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCTOBER: Loves to chat. Loves those who loves them. Loves to take things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn't pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care of what others think. Emotional. Decisive. Strong clairvoyance. Loves to travel, the arts and literature. Touchy and easily jealous. Concerned. Loves outdoors. Just and fair. Spendthrift. Easily influenced. Easily loses confidence. Loves children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOVEMBER: Has a lot of ideas. Difficult to fathom. Thinks forward. Unique and brilliant. Extraordinary ideas. Sharp thinking. Fine and strong clairvoyance. Can become good doctors. Dynamic in personality. Secretive. Inquisitive. Knows how to dig secrets. Always thinking. Less talkative but amiable. Brave and generous. Patient. Stubborn and hard-hearted. If there is a will, there is a way. Determined. Never give up. Hardly becomes angry unless provoked. Loves to be alone. Thinks differently from others. Sharp-minded. Motivates oneself. Does not appreciate praises. High-spirited. Well-built and tough. Deep love and emotions. Romantic. Uncertain in relationships. Homely. Hardworking. High abilities. Trustworthy. Honest and keeps secrets. Not able to control emotions. Unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DECEMBER: Loyal and generous. Sexy. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. Loves praises. Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest and trustworthy. Not pretending. Short tempered. Changing personality. Not egotistic. Take high pride in oneself. Hates restrictions. Loves to joke. Good sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgive me for my lack of vocab. i am just too sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;pictures will be up tomoro i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, nites..&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/13923437-7122121562267203068?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/7122121562267203068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=7122121562267203068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/7122121562267203068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/7122121562267203068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/10/power-sleep.html' title='power sleep~!'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-1587665261002404655</id><published>2008-10-20T18:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T18:34:11.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>armors and handgrenades.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;no, they aren't the latest gizmos of whatever game i'm playing. they're part of a technique to remember these cranial nerves. haihz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'm desperate for sleep. i'm desperate for outings. i'm desperate for HUGS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i need a hug right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SPxeFz0FCoI/AAAAAAAAAGw/JhLguqbaCMY/s1600-h/hug__by_Defies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SPxeFz0FCoI/AAAAAAAAAGw/JhLguqbaCMY/s400/hug__by_Defies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259181918762896002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-1587665261002404655?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/1587665261002404655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=1587665261002404655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/1587665261002404655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/1587665261002404655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/10/armors-and-handgrenades.html' title='armors and handgrenades.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SPxeFz0FCoI/AAAAAAAAAGw/JhLguqbaCMY/s72-c/hug__by_Defies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-2450424204770341255</id><published>2008-10-18T20:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T20:47:11.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PDA PDA go away.</title><content type='html'>PDA= personal development assessment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 pages of pure original ideas and sentences. all about myself. and i completed it in another college from 12 something till now. holy shiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 down, 4 more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the meantime, hello biopsych.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-2450424204770341255?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/2450424204770341255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=2450424204770341255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/2450424204770341255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/2450424204770341255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/10/pda-pda-go-away.html' title='PDA PDA go away.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-2125071757984440407</id><published>2008-10-07T22:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T23:54:10.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ghost in a shell.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SOuFSs04uyI/AAAAAAAAAGo/l3hmSez9abI/s1600-h/Starsigns__Scorpio_by_BloodyBabyBlue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SOuFSs04uyI/AAAAAAAAAGo/l3hmSez9abI/s400/Starsigns__Scorpio_by_BloodyBabyBlue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254439946574936866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i am the white beneath the black and the black beneath the white.&lt;br /&gt;floating in a deluge of memories, covered by a fragile shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=mel=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-2125071757984440407?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/2125071757984440407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=2125071757984440407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/2125071757984440407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/2125071757984440407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/10/ghost-in-shell.html' title='ghost in a shell.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SOuFSs04uyI/AAAAAAAAAGo/l3hmSez9abI/s72-c/Starsigns__Scorpio_by_BloodyBabyBlue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-3973094459722193142</id><published>2008-10-04T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T21:36:27.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gtfo.</title><content type='html'>pester, pester. nag, nag.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get textbooks also u nag.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna use the pc also u pester.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get the textbooks also u dun believe.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna use the pc also u dun give me time.&lt;br /&gt;i try to explain, ur sarcasm disgusts me.&lt;br /&gt;i try to advice, ur arrogance and rudeness angers me.&lt;br /&gt;when u can keep nagging about ur past, u expect me to think your way.&lt;br /&gt;when u land into trouble because of ur gaming, i also was dragged into your shit.&lt;br /&gt;blame me for influencing you, blame me for spending too much money.&lt;br /&gt;fine.&lt;br /&gt;fine.&lt;br /&gt;fine.&lt;br /&gt;i dun have to eat during school.&lt;br /&gt;i dun advice u instead.&lt;br /&gt;u land into trouble, dun find me.&lt;br /&gt;any emotional problems, dun find me.&lt;br /&gt;when i need support, where u go.&lt;br /&gt;i tell u sumthing, u blame it on my gaming.&lt;br /&gt;fine.fine.fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=mel=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-3973094459722193142?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/3973094459722193142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=3973094459722193142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/3973094459722193142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/3973094459722193142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/10/gtfo.html' title='gtfo.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-7221963090687699907</id><published>2008-09-30T16:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T17:29:39.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>selamat hari raya. or should i say, happy raya?</title><content type='html'>selamat hari raya.&lt;br /&gt;happy raya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the difference?&lt;br /&gt;1) the correct way to say it.&lt;br /&gt;2) the way i ALWAYS unintentionally say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why lah i always use happy raya? so angmoh-ish right?? maybe because i got used to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;happy &lt;/span&gt;birthdays, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; this and that. so, somehow it got mixed up. hurrah for verbal confusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now is the time to celebrate, so sayonara assignments for now: :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=mel=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-7221963090687699907?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/7221963090687699907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=7221963090687699907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/7221963090687699907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/7221963090687699907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/09/selamat-hari-raya-or-should-i-say-happy.html' title='selamat hari raya. or should i say, happy raya?'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-4160944062782314733</id><published>2008-09-27T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T00:18:30.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wake up lazy bum.</title><content type='html'>yes yes yes........... i'm waking up and i'm dragging my lazy arse ONCE again to revive this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. what about me nowadays? 1stly, i'm a HELP psychology student. yep, that's right. no more lifeless hours of gaming and camping for raid bosses in GE now. and boy do i miss those 3 long months of idleness. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life as a HELP student isn't that bad after all. it's fun and all. laughter here and there, lame jokes exchanged, and of course the occasional gossip sessions. on the downside, there is only one word to describe this. ASSIGNMENTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barely a month into the college AND i felt as if i have gone through UTAR's foundation semester work in one go. plus, it's week 4. and mid terms are coming. oh shiz. assignments. oh noes. biopsych, need to read etc etc yaddayaddayadda. oh crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, the lazy bug is not helping either. i feel like a slow slug, sliming its way up the wall in a very slow slow slowwwwwwwwwwwwww pace. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did "join" some clubs, and i mean, "j-o-i-n" for the sake of joining. in the end, we didn't make to the meetings. why? most of the time, the timeslots for those meetings were booked for assignment meetings. yeah, 4 weeks as newbies in college degree life and already have meetings for assignments. hurrah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, crappy emo aside. for once, my social life is finally revived! hurray~! gone are the days where most of the time my company is the lappie or the pc. seriously, i'm glad i started college life already, or soon enough i will degrade myself to hermit status. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haihz, unfortunately the single's dillemma is back. this time it bites hard. trying to get rid of it though by concentrating on other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, sayonara and pray i wun be a lazy blog slug again ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-4160944062782314733?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/4160944062782314733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=4160944062782314733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/4160944062782314733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/4160944062782314733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/09/wake-up-lazy-bum.html' title='wake up lazy bum.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-2493244642005988440</id><published>2008-08-18T11:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T12:01:28.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>part 2.</title><content type='html'>weeeee~ part 2 of the sleepover chronicles is here~ =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we k.oed at 4am, and i got up around 11am, with a major surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't get a hangover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my best friend did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-________________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is undeniable that my alcohol tolerance is waaaayyyy lower than her. i mean, last time, even a small bottle of Kampai (which consists of alcohol, carbonated water and fruit juice? 0.0), i can go gagaga  doop-dee-doop and end up with a major headache. bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, that day we were supposed to go to subang with her parents to print their books there. so, both of us stopped by my place for me to take a shower and change. then, i called my mum up, asking her permission to let me drive her car for practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, she gave the green light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now here comes the adventure of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we drove pretty far and all. it is peanuts to drive auto, but make sure the brake works well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welllllllllllllllllll..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was coming down a low slope with a lorry in front of me. he had slowed down and signalled to the left. i was braking, but i realized it didn't slowed down enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my best friend panicked, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is what i did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SKjyxvmFAsI/AAAAAAAAAGg/HVGfW9aBR-o/s1600-h/part2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SKjyxvmFAsI/AAAAAAAAAGg/HVGfW9aBR-o/s400/part2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235701503221891778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my instructor would have killed me by now. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily we arrived home safe and sound.&lt;br /&gt;but not safe from the worried looks of both of our mothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i told my mum about the incident and asked her to repair the brakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe because last time you forgot to put down the handbrake before driving the car, that's why not really working properly. i'll go and service it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for reminding me about THAT incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=mel=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-2493244642005988440?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/2493244642005988440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=2493244642005988440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/2493244642005988440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/2493244642005988440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/08/part-2.html' title='part 2.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SKjyxvmFAsI/AAAAAAAAAGg/HVGfW9aBR-o/s72-c/part2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-2233466272295718017</id><published>2008-08-14T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T17:12:13.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 bottles of heineken.</title><content type='html'>what happens when me and my best friend share 3 big bottles of heineken?&lt;br /&gt;1. burp!!!!&lt;br /&gt;2. lalalalalala..&lt;br /&gt;3. lelelelelele..&lt;br /&gt;4. my speeeling is correct!!&lt;br /&gt;5. you should wear good armor, oops, i mean.. bra..&lt;br /&gt;6. burpppp!!&lt;br /&gt;7. no, i'm not tipsy!! (my grinning silly face shows otherwise...)&lt;br /&gt;8. eh, three bottles finish ah?? how come we still not drunk?!&lt;br /&gt;9. come lets go petronas get more bottles!!!!&lt;br /&gt;10. moi, u dun lean backwards k? ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i landed on the bed.. and slept till no end -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part 2 will be uploaded soon, now i wanna sleep... had fever -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=mel=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-2233466272295718017?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/2233466272295718017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=2233466272295718017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/2233466272295718017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/2233466272295718017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/08/3-bottles-of-heineken.html' title='3 bottles of heineken.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-8307371705933089718</id><published>2008-08-07T15:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T15:29:15.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>certified geekiness.</title><content type='html'>ah man. after such a long time of not blogging.&lt;br /&gt;i do miss this BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well. thanks to GE, my life is preoccupied with it. heck, i feel i'm turning into mega geek now. neways, i met wonderful people in that game, so somehow, there are no regrets. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my classes in HELP will start on the 27th of august, and boy am i glad to go back to study life after 3 months of stoning at home. but then again, after a few months in university, i will wish for the 3 months holiday again. so... ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;driving wise, it's starting to get rusty also. dun ask why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really miss the mamak sessions i had with my fellow UTARians. and SP Corner's nasi lemak. and the canteen auntie with the nose voice. @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;generally, i miss everything. @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well, tomorrow i'll update again and i'll try to dig up events from my ancient brain... maybe start digging out my old notes also....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-8307371705933089718?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/8307371705933089718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=8307371705933089718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/8307371705933089718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/8307371705933089718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/08/certified-geekiness.html' title='certified geekiness.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-3424956958928848051</id><published>2008-07-26T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T22:44:24.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired.</title><content type='html'>i&lt;br /&gt;am&lt;br /&gt;tired&lt;br /&gt;now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll&lt;br /&gt;give&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;huge&lt;br /&gt;update&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, sayonara.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-3424956958928848051?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/3424956958928848051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=3424956958928848051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/3424956958928848051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/3424956958928848051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/07/tired.html' title='tired.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-2601714857021661812</id><published>2008-06-02T09:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T13:53:47.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it has been a long run.</title><content type='html'>yes, it has been a long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my aunt passed away on 3rd May, 10.00 pm. till this day, i still miss her cheerful laughs and her loud voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;kwanyi, angie, sam and sherry&lt;/span&gt; went to kampar to start their degree life. i really miss you all. =( hopefully you have a great time there aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; kwanyi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;remain the sweet, helpful, cheerful and independent girl that you are always been okay? and remember to post your fabulous quote posts, my fellow banana! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;angie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;angie! don't grow so tall anymore yah or not i have to crane my neck 90 degrees just to see you!! ahhahahahaa! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sam sam, hopefully you remain the boisterous and happening girl there aye? let bygones be bygones and enjoy your new found freedom. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sherry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ah, my fellow bleach fangirl a.k.a orange lover! eh remember to keep on watching bleach okay? hahha! hope you enjoy your psychology lessons there aye? remember to keep in touch!XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PASSED MY FREAKING DRIVING EXAM&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YAHHOOOOOOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, before i end this post, here's a tag. (tagged by &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sherry&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 things i'm passionate about:&lt;br /&gt;1. music&lt;br /&gt;2. friends&lt;br /&gt;3. family&lt;br /&gt;4. freedom&lt;br /&gt;5. Bleach&lt;br /&gt;6. Granado Espada&lt;br /&gt;7. sleep&lt;br /&gt;8. food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;8 things i say or do too often&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1. hello&lt;br /&gt;2. hi&lt;br /&gt;3. haha&lt;br /&gt;4. hehe&lt;br /&gt;5. wtf?&lt;br /&gt;6. play with my hair.&lt;br /&gt;7. smile widely.&lt;br /&gt;8. daydream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;8 thing's i've read recently&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1. a thousand splendid suns&lt;br /&gt;2. hp7&lt;br /&gt;3. women's weekly june edition&lt;br /&gt;4. crusader gold&lt;br /&gt;5. the historian&lt;br /&gt;6. angels and demons&lt;br /&gt;7. the war of the worlds&lt;br /&gt;8. phantom of the opera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;8 songs i could listen over and over again&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1. Teach me how to love- Musiqsoulchild&lt;br /&gt;2. American boy- Estelle ft. Kanye West&lt;br /&gt;3. Your Guardian Angel- The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus&lt;br /&gt;4. Love in This Club- Usher&lt;br /&gt;5. Carpe Noctum- DJ Tiesto&lt;br /&gt;6. Ten Seconds Before Sunrise- DJ Tiesto&lt;br /&gt;7. After Dark- Asian Kungfu Generation&lt;br /&gt;8. Hate That I Love You- Rihanna ft. Ne-Yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;8 things i learned last year&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1. being a banana isn't so bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;2. i have chosen the wrong guy.&lt;br /&gt;3. be more independent.&lt;br /&gt;4. be more confident.&lt;br /&gt;5. life is full of choices.&lt;br /&gt;6. it's easy to make friends, you just have to take the initiative.&lt;br /&gt;7. don't judge a book by its cover.&lt;br /&gt;8. smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;8 people to tag&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1.A&lt;br /&gt;2.N&lt;br /&gt;3.Y&lt;br /&gt;4.B&lt;br /&gt;5.O&lt;br /&gt;6.D&lt;br /&gt;7.Y&lt;br /&gt;8.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-2601714857021661812?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/2601714857021661812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=2601714857021661812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/2601714857021661812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/2601714857021661812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/06/it-has-been-long-run.html' title='it has been a long run.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-7975238092125934274</id><published>2008-05-04T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T23:21:33.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sayonara.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SB3USm5BabI/AAAAAAAAAGY/1PQ19jcEP8A/s1600-h/black_bird_fly____by_lady_mon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SB3USm5BabI/AAAAAAAAAGY/1PQ19jcEP8A/s400/black_bird_fly____by_lady_mon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196542961197869490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Sayonara. We will always love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-7975238092125934274?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/7975238092125934274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=7975238092125934274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/7975238092125934274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/7975238092125934274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/05/sayonara.html' title='Sayonara.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SB3USm5BabI/AAAAAAAAAGY/1PQ19jcEP8A/s72-c/black_bird_fly____by_lady_mon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-6183335351796265987</id><published>2008-05-02T14:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T14:17:57.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Doctors predicted she has one week left. Maybe less, maybe more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;One week is too short to say your regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;To voice out your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;To show your appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And  to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The words are true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Time waits for no man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-mel-&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/13923437-6183335351796265987?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/6183335351796265987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=6183335351796265987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/6183335351796265987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/6183335351796265987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/05/time.html' title='time.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-3801701341906849181</id><published>2008-05-01T00:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T00:35:59.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm feeling dumb.</title><content type='html'>second day of driving and i already felt stoopid. this time we take it to the roads and OMG, it's so nerve-wrecking. plus with the pressure and all, i sensed tears looming dangerously at the edges of my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, what the hell la.. i'm a newbie ok? when my engine died at the middle of a busy junction, i was like WTH. not once, but TWICE, THRICE. the instructor said i let go of the clutch too fast. which THAT i didnt realize AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i learned the three point turn. THAT, i can safely say for now, WAS OKAY. i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next class he'll go slow on me and fully concentrate on the three point turn and parking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i feel so... helpless. useless. hey, i tried to be optimistic. sadly i didn't try harder, so voila! EmoTsunami has just landed onto the shores of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope, reallllly hope things will get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-3801701341906849181?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/3801701341906849181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=3801701341906849181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/3801701341906849181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/3801701341906849181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-feeling-dumb.html' title='i&apos;m feeling dumb.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-4386794544449459668</id><published>2008-04-29T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T00:19:13.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>driving.</title><content type='html'>Today is officially my first time driving a car.&lt;br /&gt;Today is my first driving lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what can I say about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun in a way. However most of the time, I was sweating profusely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because of the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS PANICKY INSTEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO BLARDY PANICKY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T KNOW WHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somemore the road so narrow. So scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my best friend accompanied me, so it wasn't so bad after all. Since I'm a beginner, there are a few nooks and crannies that I have to improvise, especially my acceleration, braking, shifting gear etc. All those basic stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, yeah, I was so panicky after a loooooooooooooooooooongg time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The instructor is nice, very patient. I learned a lot. So no complains about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hope all goes well yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, KIKI, lu mana hilang? &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-4386794544449459668?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/4386794544449459668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=4386794544449459668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/4386794544449459668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/4386794544449459668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/04/driving.html' title='driving.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-9047471792498888705</id><published>2008-04-26T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T23:08:36.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a weird dream.</title><content type='html'>Weeee! Exams are overrrrrr. Finally!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had a really freaky but steamy dream last night. I dreamed of making out with a guy that I know of. And holy God was it steamy. Full of censored stuff and all. Yucky but strangely..fun.&lt;br /&gt;Yeowch. And the guy in my dream was someone whom I know well. NO, not my ex. Someone else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, don't play Tomb Raider: Anniversary Edition if you don't wish to smash the PC into shreds. Seriously. Save your frustration in something else. It has nice graphics and all, but the puzzles are repetitive and tough. Some parts are so impossible until I just practically gave up and deleted the whole game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared to this, I rather go Viwawa-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-9047471792498888705?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/9047471792498888705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=9047471792498888705' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/9047471792498888705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/9047471792498888705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/04/weird-dream.html' title='a weird dream.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-7956842377761537147</id><published>2008-04-25T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T00:43:28.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>celebrate the day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OLE~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;OLE~~~~&lt;br /&gt;CELEBRATE THE DAY~~&lt;br /&gt;THE DAY~~&lt;br /&gt;THE DAAAAYYYYYY~~~~~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERDEKA!&lt;br /&gt;MERDEKA!&lt;br /&gt;MERDEKA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME SO HAPPY TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE TIME TO VIWAWA ALL THE WAYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&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/13923437-7956842377761537147?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/7956842377761537147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=7956842377761537147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/7956842377761537147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/7956842377761537147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/04/celebrate-day.html' title='celebrate the day!'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-6838162317455639738</id><published>2008-04-22T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T22:48:35.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>officially psycholess.</title><content type='html'>yeah! bye bye psychology! hopefully i wont see you again till august!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;now, the time for finger-straining action has ended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;INSTEAD, the time for head-cracking headaches to take over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do not betray me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haihz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-6838162317455639738?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/6838162317455639738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=6838162317455639738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/6838162317455639738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/6838162317455639738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/04/officially-psycholess.html' title='officially psycholess.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-3178880218449971077</id><published>2008-04-21T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T20:48:13.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exam mode.</title><content type='html'>yes. i'm in exam mode now. i'll be the supernerd till this thursday. this wednesday, i'll be going to MV to study with CS, Steve and Dione again like today. that means hours of head-cracking formulas and discussion in McD's while controlling ourselves from flying to the cinema booth for tickets.-______________________________-""&lt;br /&gt;with the movie posters in all their glory, it is tough.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PSYCHOLOGY! MATHS! HERE I COMEEEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-3178880218449971077?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/3178880218449971077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=3178880218449971077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/3178880218449971077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/3178880218449971077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/04/exam-mode.html' title='exam mode.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-6265266210627000233</id><published>2008-04-17T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T14:10:32.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stoopid marching bands..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOM! CHIANG! RATTATATARAT! BOM! *trumpet sounds*CHIANGGGG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*plays the "Keranamu Malaysia" song*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stoopid marching bands.&lt;br /&gt;my beauty sleep all gone.&lt;br /&gt;next time have to get up b4 10 am.&lt;br /&gt;haihz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-6265266210627000233?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/6265266210627000233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=6265266210627000233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/6265266210627000233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/6265266210627000233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/04/stoopid-marching-bands.html' title='stoopid marching bands..'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-4978451362156823910</id><published>2008-04-16T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T20:47:31.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>procrastination, examination, irritation, probability distribution and social cognition.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;procrastination&lt;/span&gt;= i have been hooked with online games. so, precious hours of studying are wasted into mindless shooting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;examination&lt;/span&gt;= exam is in next week. that means 5 days more. shiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;irritation&lt;/span&gt;= i can't study. my attention span is similiar to a goldfish now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;probability distribution&lt;/span&gt;= my last maths topic, which is two more topics from what i'm studying now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;social cognition&lt;/span&gt;= miss chan's pronunciation of this phrase is damn weird. "&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;SOSHIAL COGNEESHION&lt;/span&gt;". a failed attempt to "slang" it. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so lazy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TT.TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-mel-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-4978451362156823910?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/4978451362156823910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=4978451362156823910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/4978451362156823910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/4978451362156823910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/04/procrastination-examination-irritation.html' title='procrastination, examination, irritation, probability distribution and social cognition.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-8931605070240294330</id><published>2008-04-13T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T20:34:53.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tell you something.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SAH9PqSMKjI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/k7jZj4aK6ik/s1600-h/vicki%27s+bd+%2839%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SAH9PqSMKjI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/k7jZj4aK6ik/s400/vicki%27s+bd+%2839%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188706691197970994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Tell you something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;by Alicia Keys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             Get so caught up everyday&lt;br /&gt;             Tryna keep it all together&lt;br /&gt;             While the time just slips away&lt;br /&gt;             See I know nothing lasts forever              &lt;p&gt;Imagine there was no tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;             Imagine that I couldn’t I see your face&lt;br /&gt;             There’d be no limit to my sorrow&lt;br /&gt;             So all I can say&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;I wanna tell you something&lt;br /&gt;             Give you something&lt;br /&gt;             Show you in so many ways&lt;br /&gt;             Cause it would all mean nothing&lt;br /&gt;             If I don’t say something&lt;br /&gt;             Before it all blows away&lt;br /&gt;             Don’t wanna wait to bring you flowers&lt;br /&gt;             Waste another hour&lt;br /&gt;             Let alone another day&lt;br /&gt;             I’m gonna tell you something&lt;br /&gt;             Show you something&lt;br /&gt;             Won’t wait til it’s too late&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;I can’t wait, I can’t wait, I won’t wait, I don’t                wanna wait&lt;br /&gt;             I can’t wait, I can’t wait, I won’t wait, I don’t                wanna wait&lt;br /&gt;             I won’t wait til it’s too late&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;Just a simple conversation&lt;br /&gt;             Just a moment is all it takes&lt;br /&gt;             I wanna be here just to listen (I wanna be here)&lt;br /&gt;             And I don’t wanna hesitate&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;Imagine there was no tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;             Imagine that I couldn’t see your face&lt;br /&gt;             There’d be no limit to my sorrow&lt;br /&gt;             Cause there is nothing that could fill that space&lt;br /&gt;             Ohhh, did I put it off for too long?&lt;br /&gt;             I didn’t say all that I had to say&lt;br /&gt;             I wanna take the time to write the wrong&lt;br /&gt;             Before we get to that place&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             I wanna tell you something&lt;br /&gt;             Give you something&lt;br /&gt;             Show you in so many ways&lt;br /&gt;             Cause it would all mean nothing&lt;br /&gt;             If I don’t say something&lt;br /&gt;             Before it all blows away&lt;br /&gt;             Don’t wanna wait to bring you flowers&lt;br /&gt;             Waste another hour&lt;br /&gt;             Let alone another day&lt;br /&gt;             I’m gonna tell you something&lt;br /&gt;             Show you something&lt;br /&gt;             Won’t wait til it’s too late&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;Just lean on my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;             It’s not over til it’s over&lt;br /&gt;             Don’t worry bout it&lt;br /&gt;             Cause I’m gonna&lt;br /&gt;             make sure our bond gets stronger, yeah&lt;br /&gt;             I don’t wanna wait until the storm&lt;br /&gt;             When something’s wrong and now you’re gone&lt;br /&gt;             and I can’t find you&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;I wanna tell you something&lt;br /&gt;             Give you something&lt;br /&gt;             Show you in so many ways&lt;br /&gt;             That it would all mean nothing&lt;br /&gt;             If I don’t say something&lt;br /&gt;             Before it all blow away&lt;br /&gt;             Don’t wanna wait to bring you flowers&lt;br /&gt;             Waste another hour&lt;br /&gt;             Let alone another day&lt;br /&gt;             I’m gonna tell you something&lt;br /&gt;             Show you something&lt;br /&gt;             Won’t wait til it’s too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             I can’t wait, I can’t wait, I won’t wait, I don’t                wanna wait&lt;br /&gt;             I Won’t wait til it’s too late&lt;br /&gt;             I can’t wait, I can’t wait, I won’t wait, I don’t                wanna wait&lt;br /&gt;             I Won’t wait til it’s too late&lt;br /&gt;             I can’t wait, I can’t wait, I won’t wait, I don’t                wanna wait&lt;br /&gt;             I Won’t wait til it’s too late&lt;br /&gt;             I can’t wait, I can’t wait, I won’t wait, I don’t                wanna wait&lt;br /&gt;             No No No No No…&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thanks for all the memories&lt;br /&gt;sorry for all the mistakes&lt;br /&gt;i wish your life will be free of worries&lt;br /&gt;and i'll be there for you no matter what it takes. =-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: dedicated to my friends and family, especially my aunt who is diagnosed with cancer. May God bless her.&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/13923437-8931605070240294330?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/8931605070240294330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=8931605070240294330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/8931605070240294330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/8931605070240294330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/04/tell-you-something.html' title='tell you something.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SAH9PqSMKjI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/k7jZj4aK6ik/s72-c/vicki%27s+bd+%2839%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-8480223886188116670</id><published>2008-04-09T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T20:46:35.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd post!</title><content type='html'>ohmigawd i know it's my second post in one day but just have to share this! so damn effing cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" height="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/video/I/28/fsdq44_7278946c9bcf746nol2v44" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="340" width="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/"&gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/celebrity-morph"&gt;Celebrity Morph&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/page/genealogy-searches"&gt;Genealogy searches&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/page/blank-family-tree"&gt;Blank family tree&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-8480223886188116670?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/8480223886188116670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=8480223886188116670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/8480223886188116670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/8480223886188116670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/04/2nd-post.html' title='2nd post!'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-2977398791408295712</id><published>2008-04-09T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T19:05:14.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moolah!</title><content type='html'>FINALLY. CONNECTION IS BACK! STOOOPID STREAMYX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, tag time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;THE TAG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1) The phone rings. Who do you want it to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anybody except my ex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2) When shopping at the grocery store, do you return your cart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3) In a social setting, are you more of a talker or a listener?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i listen, listen, listen. till can grow fungus. ahahaha, jkjkjk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4) Do you take compliments well?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say "thank you" and somehow forget about it.. i have short term memory syndrome like Dory from "Finding Nemo".. =.=&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5) Do you Sudoku?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't like numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6) If abandoned alone in the wilderness, will you survive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE. if i don't die of panic. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7) What song are you listening to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Benny Benassi "Every Single Day".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8) Did you ever go to camp as kid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONLY ONCE. and i DONT REALLY like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9) What was your favorite game as a kid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance like mad, masak2 and play policewoman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10) If a person you really liked was pursuing you, but you knew he/she was married, would you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ask him to go and rot in hell. blardy unfaithful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11) Could you date someone with different religious beliefs than you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dated someone like that before and it's kinda okay with me. however, compromise is needed greatly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12) Do you like to pursue or be pursued?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it depends. i experienced both before, but prefer being pursued instead. however, if the person pursuing me is the one that i think he cannot make it, then i sure damn dulan. if i pursue a person, it takes a lot of effort and a lot of risks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13) Use three words to describe yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you describe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14) Do any songs make you cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. especially Martina McBride's "Concrete Angel".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15) Are you continuing your education?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i am. and nothing's gonna stop me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16) Do you know how to shoot a gun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;real gun? nah. First Person Shooter games? OH YES BABY. i am a shotgun and sniper freak. muahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17) If your house was on fire, what would be the first thing you'd grab?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my handphone! to call 911!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18) How often do you read books?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very often. nowadays didn't read much cuz im broke to buy books. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19) Do you think more about the past, present or future?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;present and future. i hate meddling with the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20) What is your favorite children's book?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Enid Blyton's series!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21) What color are your eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dark brown?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22) How tall are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;170-171cm. not sure. kinda hard to find bf taller than me though. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23) Where is your dream house located?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errrr.... not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24) Have you ever taken pictures in a photo booth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah. havent tried that yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25) When was the last time you were at Olive Garden?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;olive oil i know lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26) Where was the furthest place you traveled today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UTAR, PJ. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;27) Do you like mustard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me okay with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28) Do you prefer sleep or eat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both also i like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;29) Do you look like your mum or dad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a clone of my dad. including the personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30) How long does it take you in the shower?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20-30 mins. if in a middle of a rush, 5 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;31) Can you do the splits?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;32) What movie do you want to see right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L change the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;33) What did you do for New Year's?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go online and wished happy new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;34) Do you own a camera phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yes. i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;35) Was your mom a cheerleader?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she so tiny, scared later her bones will break. jkjkjk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;36) What's the last letter of your middle name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;37) How many hours of sleep do you get at night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5-6 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;38) Do you like care bears?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby show. yuck. teletubbies better. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;39) What do you buy at the movies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only movie tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;40) Do you know how to play poker?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. i'm a good gal.. ahahahahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;41) Do you wear your seatbelt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. i hate emergency braking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;42) What do you wear to sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shorts+t-shirt or nightdress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;43) Anything big ever happen in your hometown?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26th december tsunami. /.\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;44) How many meals do you eat a day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;45) Do you always read Friendster bulletins?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. very rarely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;46) Do you like funny or serious people better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both. depending on the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;47) Ever been to L.A.?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish i could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;48) Did you eat a cookie today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;49) What are you thinking right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my head itchy. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;50) Tag 6 people in your list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i)suzanne&lt;br /&gt;ii) jerusha&lt;br /&gt;iii) anyone&lt;br /&gt;iv) else&lt;br /&gt;v) who&lt;br /&gt;vi) wanna volunteer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO. THE FIRST TAG DONE. NOW THE SECOND ONE.&lt;br /&gt;i simply created this one.&lt;br /&gt;got inspired by an article in the newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;if you wanna do it, go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;mind you, it's kinda serious.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT ARE THE QUESTIONS THAT WILL CROSS YOUR MIND IF YOU ONLY HAVE AN HOUR TO LIVE?&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) have i done enough for those who care for me?&lt;br /&gt;2) do i have any regrets for what i've done?&lt;br /&gt;3) is there anything else that i wish to do or say to show my appreciation to someone?&lt;br /&gt;4) have i apologized for my mistakes?&lt;br /&gt;5) have i achieved what i wanted to achieve?&lt;br /&gt;6) how does it feel like to die?&lt;br /&gt;7) is it painful? or peaceful?&lt;br /&gt;8) can my loved ones recuperate from my death?&lt;br /&gt;9) would i be a wandering spirit?&lt;br /&gt;10) would i go to Heaven or Hell?&lt;br /&gt;11) can i become an angel in my afterlife to look over my loved ones?&lt;br /&gt;12) how does Heaven look like?&lt;br /&gt;13) do you really need to knock on Heaven's door once you are there?&lt;br /&gt;14) can my spirit wander into space, out of Earth? i wanna see the stars.&lt;br /&gt;15) should i tell my loved ones to donate my organs to those who need them once my time is up?&lt;br /&gt;16) have i done enough to make this world a better place?&lt;br /&gt;17) did i do God's bidding?&lt;br /&gt;18) have i given enough love to my loved ones?&lt;br /&gt;19) do i feel angry for being given such a short time to do everything..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh well. damn serious rite.&lt;br /&gt;i tag anyone who reads this blog. up to you if you wanna do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&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/13923437-2977398791408295712?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/2977398791408295712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=2977398791408295712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/2977398791408295712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/2977398791408295712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/04/moolah.html' title='moolah!'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-1405121313658315870</id><published>2008-04-02T21:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T21:49:06.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagggggg....! you're it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;from kwanyi's blog.. love yah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. name 5 people you can think of right off the top of your head.&lt;br /&gt;2. don't read the questions underneath until you write the names of all 5 people.&lt;br /&gt;3. randomly list the names. no cheating!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the 5 people:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. houzhi&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. kwanyi&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. aaron&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. jerusha&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. dione&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;questions:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. how did you meet 1&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;in Uni. had a hard time differentiating him and his twin. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. on a scale of 1 -10 how would you rate your friendship with 1 &lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;er. 6?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. how long have you known 4 &lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since form 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. how do you know number 3 &lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. wheres 5 &lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home, probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. a fact about number 1 &lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's cute and has a twin. (a sentence with two facts. can lah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. who is 4 &lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; going out with?&lt;br /&gt;me lah! ahahaaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. what does 1 do for a living?&lt;br /&gt;er, studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. would you live with number 3&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;........no comments.... -________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. what do you like about number 2 ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;she's scuh a nice gal to talk to. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. do you miss number 5 &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;kinda. i miss her baby talk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. would you make out with number 4 &lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;oohlala.. that will make us lesbos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. what’s your opinion of number 2 &lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;i love this sistah!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. what's your favorite memory with number 5 &lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;the times where we do girl talk in lecture class. ahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. what would you do if number 1 &lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and 2 were going out?&lt;br /&gt;0.o.. if he's not taken, it might happen. eheheehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. ever had a long conversation with 5 ?&lt;br /&gt;yes. loads of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17. have you ever slept at 2's &lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; house?&lt;br /&gt;not yet. but i want. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18. do you hang out with 3 &lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;a lot?&lt;br /&gt;online only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19. who have you known the longest?&lt;br /&gt;jerusha! she's my kindred spirit! ehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;21. how often do you talk to 1 ?&lt;br /&gt;occasionally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;22. what about 2 ?&lt;br /&gt;often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;23. have you ever thought 3&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; more then a friend?&lt;br /&gt;to be honest, nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;24. would you go out for a date with 5 &lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;if she is willing to go lesbo with me. hhehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;25. do you dream about 2 &lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;eh, not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;26. what did no 4 did to you that you can never forget?&lt;br /&gt;for being my bestest buddy. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;27. what have you done for 1 &lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that the person never forget?&lt;br /&gt;go pangkor trip with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;28. what's 3  hobby?&lt;br /&gt;mixing music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;29. tag 5 people:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. whoever&lt;br /&gt;2. who&lt;br /&gt;3. reads&lt;br /&gt;4. this&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5. BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-1405121313658315870?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/1405121313658315870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=1405121313658315870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/1405121313658315870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/1405121313658315870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/04/tagggggg-youre-it.html' title='tagggggg....! you&apos;re it!'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-5646844926380160226</id><published>2008-03-25T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T21:09:57.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tags.</title><content type='html'>tagged by &lt;a href="http://wishuponthestars.blogdrive.com/"&gt;VicKi Low&lt;/a&gt;. anyway, this tag looks fun. so, bleh about maths first and do this. X3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-You-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Firstname&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Melanie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nickname&lt;/span&gt;: Mooi, Miaow, Mel&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Name you wish you had&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm happy with my name. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What do People normally Mistake your Name as&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;malanie, melannie, melany, minachi.. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2nd Nov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Birthplace&lt;/span&gt;: damansara, PJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Time of Birth&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i forgot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Single or Taken&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;single and available.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zodiac Sign&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; scorpio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Your Appearance-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How Tall are You&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;erm. slightly taller than average.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wish You were Taller&lt;/span&gt;: no. if i'm taller, it's gonna be tougher finding a taller bf. &gt;.&lt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eye Color&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dark brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eye Color You want&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;erm. none actually. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Natural Hair Color&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dark brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Current Hair Color&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;copper brown. dyed me hair.. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Short or Long Hair&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ever Dye your Hair a Bizarre Color&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; tak pernah. and i don't plan to. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last Time you did Something Dramatic with your Hair&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dyed my hair? hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Glasses or Contacts&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you wear Make-up&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yes but rarely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ever had Hair Extensions&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paint your Nails&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;occasionally. with all the bizarre colors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;-In the Opposite Gender-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What Color Eyes&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me dont care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What Color Hair&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me also dont care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shy or Outgoing&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Looks or Personality&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;personality. but at least have a bit of looks la. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sexy or Cute&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; either one will do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Serious or Fun: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;both of them. make sure it's balanced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Older or Younger than You&lt;/span&gt;: definitely older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Turn On&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;height. and deep yet cheeky eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Turn Off&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tendency to overcontrol. and arrogance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flowers or Chocolates&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chocs! i can never resist chocs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pepsi or Coke&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rap or Rock&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rock is my cup of tea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Relationship or One Night Stand&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;relationship. duh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;School or Work&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;does undergrad life count?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love or Money&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahh. sweet sweet love will always be better than the crisp smell of moneh.^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Movies or Music&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;80% music, 20% movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Country or City&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunny or Rainy Days&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;depending on my mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friends or Family&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; both are very important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;-Have you Ever-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lied&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stole Something&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ONCE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Smoked&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hurt Someone Close to You&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yes. haihz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Broke Someone's heart&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Had your Heart Broken&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;many times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wondered What was Wrong with You&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wish you were a Prince/Princess&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Liked Someone who was Taken&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yes. once. or twice. guess its my luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shaved your head&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ehh no. i cant. i will NEVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Been in Love&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yes. yes. yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Used Chopsticks&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; yep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sang in the Mirror to Yourself&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh. im tonedeaf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;-Favorites-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flower&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;roses. white roses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Candy&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lollies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Song&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm a music junkie so i have an almost infinite list of favs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scent&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perfumes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Color&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;turquoise, white, black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Movie&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't ask. i have too many.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singer&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;refer to the movie section.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Word&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wtf. wth. huh? shit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Junk Food&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;erm, twisties? hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Website&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Location&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my bedroom. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Animal&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cats! hamsters! anything cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ever cried over someone&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is there anything you wish you could change about yourself&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;erm. my blurness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you think you're attractive&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at least i'm not anorexic. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you had to choose a fairytale as your life what would you choose&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nah. fairytales only exist in dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you play any sports&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ....no.. except stoning.=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The rules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1) Link to your tagger and post these rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2) List (8) random facts about yourself and tag (8) people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm a girl&lt;br /&gt;2. I like to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;3. I taught maths since last week.&lt;br /&gt;4. I am very sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;5. My fingers are aching.&lt;br /&gt;6. My stomach muscles are strained.&lt;br /&gt;7. Why tomorrow got exam?&lt;br /&gt;8. My handphone rosak.=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I tag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jerusha&lt;br /&gt;2. Angeline&lt;br /&gt;3. Dione&lt;br /&gt;4. Samantha&lt;br /&gt;5. Kwanyi&lt;br /&gt;6. Any guy&lt;br /&gt;7. Any girl&lt;br /&gt;8. Anybody who reads this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-5646844926380160226?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/5646844926380160226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=5646844926380160226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/5646844926380160226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/5646844926380160226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/03/tags.html' title='tags.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-5370037178806477884</id><published>2008-03-22T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T17:17:09.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear vicKi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R-SIYNggYHI/AAAAAAAAAFo/LKnG2HOe1Dw/s1600-h/vicki%27s%2Bbd%2B%2851%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R-SIYNggYHI/AAAAAAAAAFo/LKnG2HOe1Dw/s400/vicki%27s%2Bbd%2B%2851%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180415420907151474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{credits to Sam for the pic}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;dear vicKi Low a.k.a miss monkey:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for this overdue bday post. was supposed to do this yesterday but was kinda ill. &gt;.&lt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R-SKYNggYJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/d-UKFQli49Y/s1600-h/AddEmoticons12638.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R-SKYNggYJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/d-UKFQli49Y/s400/AddEmoticons12638.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180417619930407058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the characteristics of miss mon*ahem* VicKi Low..&lt;br /&gt;1) has a smile literally plastered on her face 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;2) has a very addictive laugh.&lt;br /&gt;3) her face can turn into tomato red in less than 5 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;4) her blog is so happy-go-lucky, it's impossible not to smile after reading her posts.&lt;br /&gt;5) she has A HUGE appetite. VERY HUGE. and she still can remain skinny. what a marvelous metabolism.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R-SMItggYKI/AAAAAAAAAGA/eX3pZCP_9Nk/s1600-h/11801103690.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R-SMItggYKI/AAAAAAAAAGA/eX3pZCP_9Nk/s400/11801103690.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180419552665690274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;6) cupcakes, we all like cupcakes eh, kiki?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R-SMxdggYLI/AAAAAAAAAGI/0t3hjIGYwRs/s1600-h/Bake_Sale_Cupcakes_by_chat_noir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R-SMxdggYLI/AAAAAAAAAGI/0t3hjIGYwRs/s400/Bake_Sale_Cupcakes_by_chat_noir.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180420252745359538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;7) she makes people warm and mushy inside, no matter how emo/angry they are.&lt;br /&gt;8) there are so many things about her that's made out of sugar, spice and everything nice. even words can't describe how much I love this big sistah. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, thanks for bringing a rainbow to our lives, kiki!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED 19TH BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-mel-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-5370037178806477884?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/5370037178806477884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=5370037178806477884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/5370037178806477884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/5370037178806477884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/03/dear-vicki.html' title='dear vicKi.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R-SIYNggYHI/AAAAAAAAAFo/LKnG2HOe1Dw/s72-c/vicki%27s%2Bbd%2B%2851%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-8621806460171364507</id><published>2008-03-19T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T20:59:17.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hyperness overrated.</title><content type='html'>today i'm hyper. and normally it can mean two things.&lt;br /&gt;1) i'm stressed.&lt;br /&gt;2) i'm getting a fever SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the symptoms arised in the beginning of today's maths replacement class. believe me, i tried to concentrate in class. i tried. in the end, it failed, likE USUAL. i'm starting to think i got attention deficit disorder or whatever similar naming disorder. (CHOI!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, to channel my hyperness into something else, i rummaged into my classmates' pencil box. i explored every nook and cranny of the small space to my heart's content. and yes, i discovered new stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;1) a charcoal chalk (is that what it's called?) costs RM5.50 in Popular. WTH. that's the same price as a normal chap fan in SP Corner.&lt;br /&gt;2) guys do have PINK mechanical pencils.&lt;br /&gt;3) some guys have neater pencil boxes than girls. serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, i turned into the next activity; took a magnet outta my clip and experimented with every surface available to see whether it sticks. now, here's the list of succesful experiments.&lt;br /&gt;1) CS's specs rim.&lt;br /&gt;2) the tiny metal thing near my hp's camera.&lt;br /&gt;3) my hp's screen.&lt;br /&gt;4) shuli's motorola hp.&lt;br /&gt;5) the shiny part at my mechanical pencil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon, i was bored. so, i took a piece of tissue, and wrote down all the curse words and normal exclamation terms. then, i translated them into BM. For example..&lt;br /&gt;1) holy shit! (heard MH saying out loud, so gt the inspiration)&lt;br /&gt;----&gt; tahi suci!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) what the hell!&lt;br /&gt;----&gt; apa neraka itu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) piss me off (shuli's idea)&lt;br /&gt;----&gt; kencing saya "off"? (cant figure it out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) what the f***?&lt;br /&gt;----&gt; apa pukima itu?(http://pgoh13.free.fr/dico_answer.php)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)mother f***ing asshole&lt;br /&gt;----&gt; dubur pempukima ibu (omg that sounded so wrong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so most of the time i giggled excessively till my face felt hot. oh my.&lt;br /&gt;am i getting loco?&lt;br /&gt;/.\&lt;br /&gt;btw, i tortured mh's cheeks today. haha. the torturing will not stop here. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-8621806460171364507?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/8621806460171364507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=8621806460171364507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/8621806460171364507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/8621806460171364507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/03/hyperness-overrated.html' title='hyperness overrated.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-4049413548740537955</id><published>2008-03-13T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T22:11:51.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bahasa jiwa bangsa.</title><content type='html'>pada hari ini, saya, vicKi dan dione telah mencipta satu ilham yang sangat bagus.&lt;br /&gt;kami akan berblog dalam bahasa malaysia pada hari ini SAHAJA.&lt;br /&gt;tidak tahu kenapa secara tiba2 kami sangat bersemangat patriotik.&lt;br /&gt;oleh itu, sekarang adalah giliran saya untuk berblog pasal hari saya yang sangat bosan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ini saya banyak berbatu (stoning) dalam kelas kerana tak cukup tidur. semasa pensyarah matematik tengah menulis formula2 yang saya sendiri tak faham, minda saya sudah terbang ke tanah mimpi. jadi, saya tidak dapat menyerap apa2 dalam kelas itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pada waktu petang pula, rumah takda elektrik. hancur mampus kantoi tidur saya. jadi, apa mau buat? saya pujuk mak saya pergi jalan2 dekat taman. lepas itu balik dan telepon TNB. mereka cakap bekalan elektrik hanya kembali dalam masa 3 jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa nak buat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya terpaksa belajar psikologi dengan menggunakan lampu suluh sambil digigit nyamuk2 jahanam. saya berasa sangat marah sehingga saya mencucuk nyamuk yang mati dengan pensel tekan saya. &gt;.&lt;  sekarang bekalan elektrik sudah pun kembali. dan saya boleh berblog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ingatlah. bahasa jiwa bangsa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malaysia boleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ketawa luar suara besar sambil bergulling kat atas lantai sehingga buntut terjatuh keluar. (lolrofllmao)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-mel-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-4049413548740537955?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/4049413548740537955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=4049413548740537955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/4049413548740537955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/4049413548740537955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/03/bahasa-jiwa-bangsa.html' title='bahasa jiwa bangsa.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-2097990552153770241</id><published>2008-03-12T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T19:12:08.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>geekiness and synesthesia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.justsayhi.com/bb/geek" style="background: transparent url(http://assets.justsayhi.com/badges/940/514/geek_badge1_orange.fs9ikaoc1m.jpg) no-repeat scroll 0% 50%; text-decoration: none; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; display: block; width: 268px; height: 82px;"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 125px; padding-top: 28px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:22;"  &gt;28% Geek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;ehhhh.&lt;br /&gt;am i the geekiest in the gang? &gt;.&lt;    &lt;a href="http://www.synchallenge.com/" style="background: transparent url(http://assets.justsayhi.com/badges/767/732/synesthesia.5faonixoos.jpg) no-repeat scroll 0% 50%; display: block; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 318px; height: 114px; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 35px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none; text-align: center; padding-top: 126px;"&gt;47%&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its pink, and it has a nice name for a quiz.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-2097990552153770241?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/2097990552153770241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=2097990552153770241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/2097990552153770241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/2097990552153770241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/03/geekiness-and-synesthesia.html' title='geekiness and synesthesia...'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-183360734896450702</id><published>2008-03-11T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T20:31:05.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Restricted Access.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.justsayhi.com/bb/blog_rating"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ;" src="http://assets.justsayhi.com/badges/329/479/rated_r.tky7t2er1z.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;oi. until like that ah? /.\&lt;br /&gt;that means "kids" can't read my blog. /.\&lt;br /&gt;anyways, credits to &lt;a href="http://randomness-in-mie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sam&lt;/a&gt; for this quirky application.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are the other apps i tried, and its kinda cute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.justsayhi.com/bb/body_battery" style="background: transparent url(http://assets.justsayhi.com/badges/692/22/body_battery.dizeci4wna.jpg) no-repeat scroll 0% 50%; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none; display: block; width: 358px; height: 84px; padding-top: 113px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; padding-left: 50px;"&gt;273 WATTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;"&gt; Body Battery Calculator - Find Out How Much Electricity Your Body is Producing - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Your Body is Producing 273 Watts!&lt;/h2&gt;                &lt;h3 class="swatch3"&gt;        This is        9% MORE wattage than the average person       &lt;/h3&gt;              &lt;ul class="arrow swatch3"&gt;&lt;li&gt;You could light up &lt;strong&gt;3 light bulbs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You could power &lt;strong&gt;68 iPods&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;                 You could power &lt;strong&gt;1 Xbox 360&lt;/strong&gt;              &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 of you&lt;/strong&gt; would be needed to keep a refrigerator running&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;div style="padding: 0pt 10px; background: transparent url(http://assets.justsayhi.com/badges/374/677/wanted.xughigznt9.jpg) no-repeat scroll 0pt 50%; overflow: hidden; display: block; font-family: Times New Roman,Georgia,serif; width: 289px; height: 436px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; text-transform: uppercase; position: relative; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;div style="font-size: 12px; font-family: Arial,Verdana,serif; padding-top: 255px;"&gt;chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;div style="padding: 15px 10px 10px; font-size: 18px;"&gt;WANTED FOR THE MUSHY BLOGGING of an UNRULY HORSE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;div style="font-size: 22px; text-align: left; position: absolute; bottom: 42px; left: 20px;"&gt;$2600&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;a style="background: rgb(0, 0, 0) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; text-align: center; width: 309px; display: block; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); padding-bottom: 1em;" href="http://www.justsayhi.com/bb/wanted"&gt;What's Your Blog Wanted For?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-183360734896450702?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/183360734896450702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=183360734896450702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/183360734896450702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/183360734896450702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/03/restricted-access.html' title='Restricted Access.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-5908115366631086060</id><published>2008-03-10T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T22:27:25.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>relax, another last minute/random post.</title><content type='html'>yes, i need to relax. i have been realizing that my shoulders tend to tense up subconsciously and my forehead frequently scrunches up into a frown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is that happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe because of maths? or the fact that my mid term psychology test is around the corner and i didnt study one shit? or maybe because of assignments? OR MAYBE i just need to unwind a hundred knots in my body?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang, i seriously need to take a chill pill. FAST,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, that's one of my weaknesses. i easily tense up. which is not a good thing actually. in fact, it can disrupt my health. so.. to counter it, what should i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking yoga classes will do me good, but i'm not like that indian taukeh who can watch english/chinese/tamil/malay shows in that Astro Max advertisement and always say "I GOT TIME!". hell no, i'm not that free, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, maybe having some aromatherapy scents in my room might help. i have the Ambi Pur thingy in my room, but i have to buy the refill. so, that will be in my shopping list for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should also test this deep breathing exercise. just take a few deep breaths and release your tension. seriously, i think i'll need this for my guitar classes cuz you have to relax in order to play a classical guitar properly. mind you, classical guitars are quite different than acoustic ones. in classical, you pluck. in acoustic, you strum. classical guitars have a more disciplined posture, which takes time to get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. yeah. relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have to stop being emo. start having a life for once, ya know. everyone has problems, so if they can overcome it, why can't i? true rite, guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for dieting, its tough. i don't think i can get used to it, so best i just stick with the smaller portions and 30 mins of treadmill daily. at least its better than nothing. :D i can't just crash diet like that cuz without  carbs, i get very temperamental, giddy, emo and all the negative feelings that you can think of. (thats too overexagerrating eh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, NO CRASH DIETING FOR ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the results will come out slowly but with consistent effort, I CAN DO IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST DO IT. NIKE.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot the Adidads motto though, hahahhahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. my dad had went for an emergency meeting in the headquarters at 10pm. i was like WTH, so late also got meeting??!! dunno what's the issue though. since the political tsunami had landed Msia, who know what might happen to this country from now on. economy-wise, msia is gonna have a tough time. that's what my dad said. if the goverment and the opposition don't cooperate for the better, msia is going down into a big shithole. our status will drop into a third-world country, which is something i don't want AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this is one of the most random posts of mine. dunno why i had a flurry of words coming outta my mind and into this post. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-5908115366631086060?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/5908115366631086060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=5908115366631086060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/5908115366631086060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/5908115366631086060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/03/relax.html' title='relax, another last minute/random post.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-6589932676094754879</id><published>2008-03-08T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T00:53:42.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tattoos and my blog's worth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); padding: 0pt 0pt 10px; background-color: white; width: 115px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.business-opportunities.biz/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.business-opportunities.biz/blogworth/gw.jpg" style="border: 0pt none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:11;"&gt;My &lt;a href="http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; is worth &lt;b&gt;$1,693.62&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.business-opportunities.biz/projects/how-much-is-your-blog-worth/"&gt;How much is your blog worth?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.technorati.com/" style="border: 0px none ;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://technorati.com/pix/tech-logo-embed.gif" style="border: 0px none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got this from &lt;a href="http://wishuponthestars.blogdrive.com/"&gt;vicKi's&lt;/a&gt; blog. my blog pun ada harga punya ka? hahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, the tattoo that i'm gonna get would be  either the chinese character/kanji of  "love" or "dream".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R9FuWK66ckI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/QgYA-fCY28o/s1600-h/dream.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R9FuWK66ckI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/QgYA-fCY28o/s400/dream.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175038773993042498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream. why "dream"? because i'm a daydreamer. i escape the real world by daydreaming. comes in handy during boring lectures/tutorials.&lt;br /&gt;as humans, we are allowed to dream. big dreams, small dreams.because of these dreams, they make us HUMAN.&lt;br /&gt;just imagine a life without dreams.&lt;br /&gt;imagine a life where daydreaming doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;hard to imagine, right?&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R9FuWq66clI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Bj_n1kwZVq8/s1600-h/love.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R9FuWq66clI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Bj_n1kwZVq8/s400/love.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175038782582977106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R9FuW666cmI/AAAAAAAAAFg/M7ajtqJrDIE/s1600-h/love2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R9FuW666cmI/AAAAAAAAAFg/M7ajtqJrDIE/s400/love2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175038786877944418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love. now, there are two versions here and i don't know how to differentiate them, so help me please! XD&lt;br /&gt;why "love"?&lt;br /&gt;love is the driving force of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;without love, the world will be a very very cruel place.&lt;br /&gt;well, this tattoo means a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;it reminds me to love God.&lt;br /&gt;to love my family.&lt;br /&gt;to love my friends.&lt;br /&gt;and most of all, to love myself.&lt;br /&gt;i took the knife once, and it was a terrible experience. very terrible. thank God i didn't push the knife deeper into my wrists.&lt;br /&gt;or God knows what will happen to me that time.&lt;br /&gt;come to think about it, it was such a silly thing to do, you know, take the knife out of guilt.&lt;br /&gt;but see the bright side. now, i see the world at a different light.&lt;br /&gt;i feel grateful to be alive.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. after breaking up with my ex, i felt..free.&lt;br /&gt;that relationship was one hell of a roller coaster ride.&lt;br /&gt;still, i learned a lot. experienced a lot. made me into the person i am now.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;okay! stop emoing now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets come back to the topic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i have to save money first. currently i'm cracking my head on how to cut down expenses. maybe less shopping. and less expenditures of food. (SP mixed rice damn mahal sial babi!)&lt;br /&gt;cannot go to m&amp;amp;m's cafe often la. (chicken chop=rm12)&lt;br /&gt;must also control my nailpolish fetish(^^) or not all hopes of saving money will fly out of the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, have to ignite the accountant side of me. i think.&lt;br /&gt;well, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-6589932676094754879?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/6589932676094754879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=6589932676094754879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/6589932676094754879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/6589932676094754879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/03/tattoos-and-my-blogs-worth_07.html' title='tattoos and my blog&apos;s worth.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R9FuWK66ckI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/QgYA-fCY28o/s72-c/dream.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-6778805416812521156</id><published>2008-03-06T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T22:22:31.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bananas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R8_8B_u4MuI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ZMqXz8JB4p8/s1600-h/iBanana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R8_8B_u4MuI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ZMqXz8JB4p8/s400/iBanana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174631608090112738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;first try: too curly!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R8_8Cfu4MvI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UdQNStxGvu8/s1600-h/iBanana2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R8_8Cfu4MvI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UdQNStxGvu8/s400/iBanana2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174631616680047346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;second try: ok lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to &lt;a href="http://yellowyellowsubmarine.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kwanyi&lt;/a&gt; for coming up with the idea of iBanana. and thanks again for your credits in ur blog! *smileymonster*&lt;br /&gt;so, these are the n00b-slash-amateur punya iPod ads. used paint, so sorry for the crappy pic.&lt;br /&gt;banana picture taken from DeviantArt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u wanna use them, remember to credit me. *HUGEGRIN*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-6778805416812521156?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/6778805416812521156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=6778805416812521156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/6778805416812521156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/6778805416812521156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/03/bananas.html' title='Bananas.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R8_8B_u4MuI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ZMqXz8JB4p8/s72-c/iBanana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-5579767266638773573</id><published>2008-03-04T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T23:21:52.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iMalas</title><content type='html'>yes, i'm damn lazy to do my Maths. yes, it's derived from the brand iPod. no, i don't have an iPod. and yes, i wish to have an iPod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i just have to share the wonders of mock iPod ads. they are miracles from Heaven to brighten up your day. to be honest, i'm fricking obsessed with them. DeviantArt has tons of pics with the iPod ad concept, so i'm a very very happy lass today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presenting you.. the iPod ad craze!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R81oa8cacBI/AAAAAAAAAEY/5dlppRdqz4I/s1600-h/Sakura__s_iPod_by_ShingLang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R81oa8cacBI/AAAAAAAAAEY/5dlppRdqz4I/s400/Sakura__s_iPod_by_ShingLang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173906359029755922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R81obccacCI/AAAAAAAAAEg/LbmB11J3i2E/s1600-h/TeleTubbies__s_iPod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R81obccacCI/AAAAAAAAAEg/LbmB11J3i2E/s400/TeleTubbies__s_iPod.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173906367619690530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R81ob8cacDI/AAAAAAAAAEo/HAvq584nN9Y/s1600-h/Urahara_iPod_nano__commercial_by_Takirami.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R81ob8cacDI/AAAAAAAAAEo/HAvq584nN9Y/s400/Urahara_iPod_nano__commercial_by_Takirami.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173906376209625138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R81ocMcacEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/lSbhxoyzIgQ/s1600-h/iArrancar_Ulquiorra_by_LucasLawliet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R81ocMcacEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/lSbhxoyzIgQ/s400/iArrancar_Ulquiorra_by_LucasLawliet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173906380504592450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R81occcacFI/AAAAAAAAAE4/dTex4AO39Xk/s1600-h/iBleach__feat__Kurosaki_Ichigo_by_mzlingling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R81occcacFI/AAAAAAAAAE4/dTex4AO39Xk/s400/iBleach__feat__Kurosaki_Ichigo_by_mzlingling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173906384799559762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R81oA8cab8I/AAAAAAAAADw/Zf5WIXJTfBU/s1600-h/iPod_inspired_t_shirt_design__by_Akarno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R81oA8cab8I/AAAAAAAAADw/Zf5WIXJTfBU/s400/iPod_inspired_t_shirt_design__by_Akarno.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173905912353157058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R81oBccab9I/AAAAAAAAAD4/lRL_VFbwOvg/s1600-h/iPod_Nazi_av_by_kevexxxx.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R81l_scabtI/AAAAAAAAAB4/a_PIFS3RXYk/s400/All_You_Need_Is_iPod_by_missingperson11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173903691855064786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kudos to &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.deviantart.com"&gt;DeviantArt&lt;/a&gt; for making my day. now, if only i can have one of these ads on my t-shirt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-5579767266638773573?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/5579767266638773573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=5579767266638773573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/5579767266638773573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/5579767266638773573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/03/imalas.html' title='iMalas'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R81oa8cacBI/AAAAAAAAAEY/5dlppRdqz4I/s72-c/Sakura__s_iPod_by_ShingLang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-2250413937048337860</id><published>2008-03-03T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T17:51:49.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guitars here i come.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;HELL YEAH! ME FIRST GUITAR LESSON THIS COMING SATURDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;now, it's a beginners course, so i'm gonna learn the basics like the six strings etc etc. they will help me get a Yamaha guitar for me which costs around rm390 (&gt;.&lt;) since they emphasize on the benefits of having a branded guitar.  oh yeah btw, the tutor is  a guy. it's a one-on-one class. once a week, four times a month for rm75.  wellll.. feeling pretty bad actually because of the price. but my parents are okay about it, so THANK YOU MOMMY AND DADDY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/13923437-2250413937048337860?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/2250413937048337860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=2250413937048337860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/2250413937048337860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/2250413937048337860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/03/guitars-here-i-come.html' title='guitars here i come.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-7512114545897743717</id><published>2008-03-02T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T21:02:10.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mechanical butterfly and guitars.</title><content type='html'>you see, i'm really mad about two things. the first being a Bleach fanfiction titled "Mechanical Butterfly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgive my inner Bleach fangirl if i tend to overreact about this fanfiction. simply speaking, Bleach guys are hot eventhough they are not real. (rite, sherry? -.^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, what's this story about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a fluff between Inoue Orihime, a girl from the good side being captured by the bad boss (Sousuke Aizen), and Wonderwice Margera, one of Aizen's soldiers (arrancars).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... for those who doesn't watch Bleach, hope that intro helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like a relationship between prisoner and captor. got it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, the reason why i really LOVE this fanfiction is because of its ability to make you feel REALLY good and mushy inside. since being captured by a badass boss into his miserable fort is really depressing, this Wonderwice guy brought colors back into Inoue's world, eventhough he's on the bad side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forbidden love is strangely attractive eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;macam Romeo and Juliet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, here is the link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3222455/1/Mechanical_Butterfly"&gt;Mechanical Butterfly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, the next obsession. GUITARS. i dunno why, but i just wanna learn how to play a guitar. yeah, i know i'm a n00b because the only instrument i ever played well with was the recorder flute thingy in standard 6. but, still, IT'S NEVER TOO LATE TA LEARN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore, I WILL CONQUER THE GUITAR WITH PASSION! MUAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-7512114545897743717?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/7512114545897743717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=7512114545897743717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/7512114545897743717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/7512114545897743717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/03/mechanical-butterfly-and-guitars.html' title='mechanical butterfly and guitars.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-196729178074763869</id><published>2008-03-01T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T23:20:23.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>extra name generators.</title><content type='html'>remember my previous post with my weird japanese name in it?&lt;br /&gt;now, there is more.&lt;br /&gt;explored that website a lil' bit and turned out that it has super cool stuff.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My insanely stupid emo name is &lt;b&gt;revive my sanity because I hate you&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;damn effing emo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Mafia name is &lt;b&gt;Carmela Mancini&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;woot! sexeh.. macam caramel:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Your "Mega Hardcore Son-of-a-Bitch Punk-Ass "Don't give a Fuck 'bout Nuthin"  name is is &lt;b&gt;Fuck the Government Not my Prime Minister&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yoh, punkish like hell..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Egyptian Name is &lt;b&gt;Lapis (named for the Lapis Stone)&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;exotic.. lalalala)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Porno Name is &lt;b&gt;Chandelier Madelline&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i got no comments.. =.=")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My future partner's name is &lt;b&gt;Archie Andrews&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(shit damn lame!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Shakespearean moniker is &lt;b&gt;Lavinia Rosencrantz&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(ey, i likey!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Band Name is &lt;b&gt;Electric Mountain Experience&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(so like the Artic Monkeys)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Long Name is &lt;b&gt;Ferrari Antigone Carmen Marie Loquatia Laroo&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(aiseyman any parents who name their child this long must've been outta of their mind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;so, you see...&lt;br /&gt;there are many crazy things you can find about yourself from this website.&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, i got this link from a commenter of an artpiece in DeviantArt.&lt;br /&gt;so, viola!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, i'm so addicted to Alicia Keys " Like You'll Never See Me Again". the lyrics are meaningful, her voice is wonderful, and the videoclip is nothing short of emotion. i almost cried when i saw the videoclip.. TT.TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i'll battle with maths tomorrow. too lazy.... well, see you bloody *censored for a few words* exponential functions!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-196729178074763869?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/196729178074763869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=196729178074763869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/196729178074763869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/196729178074763869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/03/extra-name-generators.html' title='extra name generators.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-3786138704987178194</id><published>2008-02-28T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T20:40:15.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my japanese name.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My authentic japanese name is &lt;b&gt;猿渡 Saruwatari (monkey on a crossing bridge) 三千代 Michiyo (three thousand generations)&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/969/"&gt;Take your real japanese name generator! today!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Created with &lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/"&gt;Rum and Monkey&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/"&gt;Name Generator Generator&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monkey on a crossing bridge + three thousand generations= my name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try it, its fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-3786138704987178194?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/3786138704987178194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=3786138704987178194' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/3786138704987178194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/3786138704987178194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-japanese-name.html' title='my japanese name.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-8955698385979949041</id><published>2008-02-27T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T15:09:25.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>printing error.</title><content type='html'>remember my previous post with my timetable?&lt;br /&gt;well, there were some changes in it.&lt;br /&gt;a printing error to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;an error which made TB3 students to waste two hours just to attend a class that wasn't supposed to exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R8UHuIF5drI/AAAAAAAAABg/Ha5F6Lnz5jU/s1600-h/TB1-TB4V2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R8UHuIF5drI/AAAAAAAAABg/Ha5F6Lnz5jU/s400/TB1-TB4V2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171548236132480690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;now, here's how we found out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grace: teacher havent come in leh, so late aledi, wanna go and ask office?&lt;br /&gt;me: ok..&lt;br /&gt;(in office)&lt;br /&gt;me: is miss uh.... *whispers to grace* what's her full name aledi ah?&lt;br /&gt;grace: is miss lim lh in? she was supposed to enter our class now..&lt;br /&gt;office girl 1: what's she's teaching u? what time is your class? what venue? what class are you in? blablablabla...&lt;br /&gt;me: blablablablabla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this goes on for a few minutes..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;office girl 1: wait yah.. *dials the number*&lt;br /&gt;me:....&lt;br /&gt;office girl 1:......&lt;br /&gt;*telephone no reply*&lt;br /&gt;office girl 1: wait..&lt;br /&gt;me: ok... =.="&lt;br /&gt;*telephone still no reply*&lt;br /&gt;office girl 1: *asks help from office girl 2*&lt;br /&gt;office girl 2: *tries to contact her* wait yah..&lt;br /&gt;me: ..... *nod*.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(after a few minutes...again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grace: i go check whether she went in anot.&lt;br /&gt;me: ok... *and continued waiting+stoning*..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(when she returned...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grace: nope, she's not in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(then, TL, Dh and Nic came to office one by one..)&lt;br /&gt;TL: she in anot?&lt;br /&gt;me: soon to be confirmed..&lt;br /&gt;Dh: *entered the office* got class anot?&lt;br /&gt;me: duno yet..&lt;br /&gt;Nic: *entered the office* can we go back?&lt;br /&gt;me: errmmm.. duno la.. they confirming for us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(then..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;office girl 2: you all go back to class 1st, she will enter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(so, we went back.. after a few minutes landing my ass on the chair and preparing to do  maths, suddenly..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*knock knock*&lt;br /&gt;office girl 2: *came in* who's the class rep?&lt;br /&gt;me: i am.&lt;br /&gt;office girl 2: can i speak with you outside?&lt;br /&gt;me: ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(soo...)&lt;br /&gt;office girl 2: actually today u dun have class, sorry yah, its &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;printing error&lt;/span&gt;.. maths ony on tues and thurs.&lt;br /&gt;me: HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA.. *in my mind, i was practically saying "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;WTFZOMFGLOLROTFLLMAOOMFG&lt;/span&gt;!*&lt;br /&gt;office girl 2: sorry yah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. when i told my classmates about this, everyone was shouting and complaining.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, who wont la..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-8955698385979949041?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/8955698385979949041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=8955698385979949041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/8955698385979949041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/8955698385979949041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/02/printing-error.html' title='printing error.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R8UHuIF5drI/AAAAAAAAABg/Ha5F6Lnz5jU/s72-c/TB1-TB4V2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-6037013975349450847</id><published>2008-02-24T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T23:12:49.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a dirty joke.</title><content type='html'>tonight i received an unexpected sms from my soul sistah a.k.a bezy fwen that really made my day &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or to be exact, night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice:&lt;br /&gt;The Erecterius Trouserius or the Trouser Snake is the world's most dangerous snake. Color varies from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; to black. It is fangless. Average length is 3 to 9 inches depending on subspecies. Usually appear on bedrooms but found in unusual places at times. Attacks women in the lower part of the abdominal area. Its highly venomous spit can cause prolonged swelling that lasts for 9 months. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;IT HAS ALSO BEEN KNOWN TO ATTACK MEN FROM BEHIND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Beware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bwahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if you are offended with these kind of jokes, then too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-mel-&lt;/span&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/13923437-6037013975349450847?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/6037013975349450847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=6037013975349450847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/6037013975349450847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/6037013975349450847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/02/dirty-joke.html' title='a dirty joke.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-8728123679733942987</id><published>2008-02-22T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T13:59:06.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another WTH moment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R77cGIF5dqI/AAAAAAAAABY/HJ8NaqaWZbE/s1600-h/TB1-TB4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R77cGIF5dqI/AAAAAAAAABY/HJ8NaqaWZbE/s320/TB1-TB4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169811420077455010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep, that's my new timetable. not as packed as before, but still i sense DOOM in it.&lt;br /&gt;since, it's a short semester, expect lotsa CRAMMING sessions in it.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, no more procrastination.&lt;br /&gt;gtg and work harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i will never be seperated with "Bleach"!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;muahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course the precious thing in my life.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;God, my friends, my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: credit to Mh for the timetable. sorry yah! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/13923437-8728123679733942987?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/8728123679733942987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=8728123679733942987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/8728123679733942987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/8728123679733942987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/02/another-wth-moment.html' title='another WTH moment.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R77cGIF5dqI/AAAAAAAAABY/HJ8NaqaWZbE/s72-c/TB1-TB4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-6862339138404543735</id><published>2008-02-22T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T15:59:33.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what teh hell?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;a few things happened during the past few weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i broke up with mah bf. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;thanks for the memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i am enjoying my new-found &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i am seriously addicted to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;Bleach&lt;/span&gt; now.&lt;br /&gt;4. im &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;infatuated&lt;/span&gt; with the Bleach guys&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (the hotties &gt;3&gt;) eventhough they are purely fictional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5. i met up with my bezy fwend, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Jeru&lt;/span&gt; and both of us met up with another bezy fwen, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Suyin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;6. the three of us had the jolly time of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;7. i had a hair cut and i dyed my hair. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. i actually planned to do my undang2 exam this &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. therefore, my mum called the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;driving instructor&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;10. .....only to find out that the place sudah &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;gulung tikar&lt;/span&gt; aledi... WTH.&lt;br /&gt;11. so, now i'm finding for another driving school.&lt;br /&gt;12. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, my classes starts next monday. so hello maths, finance and psychology. goodbye holidays.&lt;br /&gt;oh my, so emo. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;to add the emoness, i'm listening to Ave Maria.&lt;br /&gt;it's a classical song and it's featured in the Hitman movie.&lt;br /&gt;so haunting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ave Mariiiaaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-mel-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-6862339138404543735?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/6862339138404543735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=6862339138404543735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/6862339138404543735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/6862339138404543735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-teh-hell.html' title='what teh hell?'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-1748405462322768447</id><published>2008-02-18T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T23:23:33.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my daemon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="400" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://goldencompassmovie.com/goldenCompass_blog.swf?id=1030005"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://goldencompassmovie.com/goldenCompass_blog.swf?id=1030005" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" menu="false" width="450" height="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ya know, that's mah daemon. and his name is Aerodon. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;what a freaking cool name! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;got inspired by sherry. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-mel-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-1748405462322768447?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/1748405462322768447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=1748405462322768447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/1748405462322768447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/1748405462322768447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-daemon.html' title='my daemon.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-7475489912119430639</id><published>2008-02-12T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T01:48:29.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time to let go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R7CKXoF5dpI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1y0LBVBsOqI/s1600-h/___Black_rose____by_Liek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165780911097738898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R7CKXoF5dpI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1y0LBVBsOqI/s320/___Black_rose____by_Liek.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just broke a terrible news to him today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i told him that we can't be together anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i told him that i can't understand him anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i told him that we tak ngam anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love him but i can't be together with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's hurt. terribly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i saw it in his eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this cant go on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the same scenario will happen again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant lie to myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant lie to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and, i cant run a relationship based on sympathy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;save your efforts, dear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;find a girl that suits you best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;once again, thanks for the memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-7475489912119430639?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/7475489912119430639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=7475489912119430639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/7475489912119430639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/7475489912119430639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/02/time-to-let-go.html' title='time to let go.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/R7CKXoF5dpI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1y0LBVBsOqI/s72-c/___Black_rose____by_Liek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-3338090520428962587</id><published>2008-01-06T08:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T08:49:15.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's in a name.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;What Melanie Chuah Siew Mooi Means&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, self assured, and capable. You are not easily intimidated.&lt;br /&gt;You master any and all skills easily. You don't have to work hard for what you want.&lt;br /&gt;You make your life out to be exactly how you want it. And you'll knock down anyone who gets in your way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily.&lt;br /&gt;Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection.&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive.&lt;br /&gt;You have the classic "Type A" personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;br /&gt;You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very open. You communicate well, and you connect with other people easily.&lt;br /&gt;You are a naturally creative person. Ideas just flow from your mind.&lt;br /&gt;A true chameleon, you are many things at different points in your life. You are very adaptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are truly an original person. You have amazing ideas, and the power to carry them out.&lt;br /&gt;Success comes rather easily for you... especially in business and academia.&lt;br /&gt;Some people find you to be selfish and a bit overbearing. You're a strong person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very lucky person. Things just always seem to go your way.&lt;br /&gt;And because you're so lucky, you don't really have a lot of worries. You just hope for the best in life.&lt;br /&gt;You're sometimes a little guilty of being greedy. Spread your luck around a little to people who need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the total package - suave, sexy, smart, and strong.&lt;br /&gt;You have the whole world under your spell, and you can influence almost everyone you know.&lt;br /&gt;You don't always resist your urges to crush the weak. Just remember, they don't have as much going for them as you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very charming... dangerously so. You have the potential to break a lot of hearts.&lt;br /&gt;You know how what you want, how to get it, and that you will get it.&lt;br /&gt;You have the power to rule the world. Let's hope you're a benevolent dictator!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are well rounded, with a complete perspective on life.&lt;br /&gt;You are solid and dependable. You are loyal, and people can count on you.&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a bit too serious. You tend to put too much pressure on yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;saw this in sherry's blog. kinda interesting and quite accurate. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-mel-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-3338090520428962587?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/3338090520428962587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=3338090520428962587' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/3338090520428962587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/3338090520428962587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/01/whats-in-name.html' title='what&apos;s in a name.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-3983704591886372731</id><published>2008-01-05T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T20:53:17.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged.</title><content type='html'>got tagged by &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;kwanyi. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;at least it finally pushed my lazy arse off my comfort zone and start updating my blog for once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things found in my bag:&lt;br /&gt;- fake Guess wallet&lt;br /&gt;- mp3 player&lt;br /&gt;- huge pencil box&lt;br /&gt;- books&lt;br /&gt;- tissue paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things found in my wallet:&lt;br /&gt;- IC&lt;br /&gt;- BonusLink card&lt;br /&gt;- $1&lt;br /&gt;- coins&lt;br /&gt;- cash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 favorite things in my room:&lt;br /&gt;- my bed&lt;br /&gt;- my pillow&lt;br /&gt;- my bolster&lt;br /&gt;- my perfumes&lt;br /&gt;- my lip balm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I always wanted to do:&lt;br /&gt;- lose weight&lt;br /&gt;- learn how to converse in Canton and Mandarin better&lt;br /&gt;- remember little details&lt;br /&gt;- sleep..a lot&lt;br /&gt;- cut down my phone calls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I'm currently into:&lt;br /&gt;- acoustic stuff&lt;br /&gt;- daydreaming&lt;br /&gt;- music, more music..&lt;br /&gt;- hoodies&lt;br /&gt;- gaming :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List out the top 5 presents you wish for:&lt;br /&gt;- a SUPER, FANTASTIC, VERRY MIND-BLOWINGLY POWERFUL gaming machine &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;- Midnight Poison.. verrry sexxy bottle :d&lt;br /&gt;- a better laptop&lt;br /&gt;- an iPod&lt;br /&gt;- a PSP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person who tagged you is: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kwanyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your 5 impressions of him/her:&lt;br /&gt;- sweet&lt;br /&gt;- farney&lt;br /&gt;- good listener&lt;br /&gt;- likes Indie stuff&lt;br /&gt;- reaaallly likes Cecelia Ahern (hope i got the spelling correct)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most memorable things he/she has give/done to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Becoming my friend :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he/she becomes my lover, you will:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Really care for her and be there for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;No reason, because its hard to imagine her as my enemy. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass the quiz to 5 people that you wish to know how they feel about you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- vanessa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- sherry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- sammie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- eric&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- gabriel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;-mel-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-3983704591886372731?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/3983704591886372731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=3983704591886372731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/3983704591886372731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/3983704591886372731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2008/01/tagged.html' title='tagged.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-5226118445777530130</id><published>2007-12-23T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T16:54:19.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sloth is my mortal sin?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 400px; background-color: #000000; border: 1px solid #110000;" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Greed:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 94px; background: #660033;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Gluttony:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 76px; background: #660033;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Wrath:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 92px; background: #660033;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Sloth:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 106px; background: #660033;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Envy:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 84px; background: #660033;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Lust:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #110022; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Very Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 20px; background: #110099;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Pride:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 100px; background: #660033;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/seven_deadly_sins.html" target="_top"&gt;Seven Deadly Sins&lt;/a&gt; Quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got inspired to take this quiz by sammie's blog. when i saw the results, i was like WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lust= VERY LOW?&lt;br /&gt;sloth= MY MORTAL SIN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never expected this result. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a naughty gal. i think about dirty stuff. i do think about sex. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but i'm still a virgin, mind you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my lust is considered very low. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i'm very lazy. i have to admit that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, say hello to web page design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-5226118445777530130?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/5226118445777530130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=5226118445777530130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/5226118445777530130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/5226118445777530130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2007/12/sloth-is-my-mortal-sin.html' title='sloth is my mortal sin?'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13923437.post-2423414419049127245</id><published>2007-12-15T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T17:11:59.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screwed up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;yeah, you screwed up. BIG TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13923437-2423414419049127245?l=chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/feeds/2423414419049127245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13923437&amp;postID=2423414419049127245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/2423414419049127245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13923437/posts/default/2423414419049127245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuahsiewmooi.blogspot.com/2007/12/screwed-up.html' title='screwed up.'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217979740709170737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ROn_Rx-KZ1o/SlgTDSRX9WI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VreAbw1hWaI/S220/240620091137.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
