<?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-7472454979283712067</id><updated>2012-01-06T14:04:10.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my little thought</title><subtitle type='html'>Love is not something you look for,
Love is something you become.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>109</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-8699196622124972350</id><published>2011-08-17T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T19:17:50.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Faith Can Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/TVM85dl-61E/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TVM85dl-61E&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TVM85dl-61E&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such an encouraging song!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-8699196622124972350?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/8699196622124972350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-faith-can-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/8699196622124972350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/8699196622124972350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-faith-can-do.html' title='What Faith Can Do'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-2564496706639830401</id><published>2011-08-04T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T23:28:43.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Every time&amp;nbsp;I see couples holding hands or just plainly sitting next to each other, I look away. It is not that I hate lovers, but because it reminds me of a question nobody can answer..when will I see mine again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-2564496706639830401?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/2564496706639830401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/08/every-time-see-couples-holding-hands-or.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/2564496706639830401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/2564496706639830401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/08/every-time-see-couples-holding-hands-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-4014978387432840666</id><published>2011-05-03T21:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T21:33:12.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Astro Scholarship  Assessment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fRekTD_MTuk/TcABV6QNM1I/AAAAAAAAA50/KdsxxOHMHBc/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fRekTD_MTuk/TcABV6QNM1I/AAAAAAAAA50/KdsxxOHMHBc/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I went to the Astro Scholarship Assessment Day this morning. Woke up babi early to prepare myself physically and emotionally. I lost count of how many interviews I have been to previously but one thing for sure,&amp;nbsp;every single one gave me butterflies in my stomach. But it was a lovely morning, woke up by a message from love wishing me good luck (thanks baby!). After that, I somehow had an instinct that I would have an awesome day. However it was raining cats and dogs on my way there. Sg Besi highway after the toll was a bitch as usual. Cars&amp;nbsp;queuing&amp;nbsp;from bumper to bumper, some idiot tried to jump queue and endless of horning. The interview was conducted at Astro Capability Centre in Technology Park Malaysia. Reaching the place was not a big deal but getting into the&amp;nbsp;center&amp;nbsp;itself was&amp;nbsp;troublesome. Dad and I end up stopping twice to asked the security guards for direction. Who knows the whole TPM was so huge? I reached there 5 minutes late but luckily I were just on time for the ice breaking session. As usual the activity lasted for roughly 15 minutes with everyone stood up to introduce themselves and picked something that we like about Astro. I talked about how awesome Astro decided to&amp;nbsp;launched&amp;nbsp;the AFC channel as I'm a food lover. Many of them came up with creative answers and the tense atmosphere in the room relaxed a little. Over the morning tea break, I had the chance to get to know more about other people. Most of them are doing their A Levels and a couple of them are SPM leavers. Speaking of old age... &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; Regardlessly, everyone got along quite well. I've made a number of new friends like Hoe yen, Sue Ann, YY (I forgot her full name sorry) Lily Koh, Xia Shien, and Wen Han to name a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real fun came after the short break. As we had been divided into 3 groups earlier, our 1st task was &amp;nbsp;to solve a situation given. &amp;nbsp;All the groups got the same questions. We were told to imagine ourselves crash landed in a desert with the pilot and co pilot dead. But the rest of us were uninjured (not making sense isn't it?) The pilot failed to inform anyone&amp;nbsp;out there on our position so we're literally stranded in the desert in middle of no where in America (sounds cliche?)&amp;nbsp; So here comes the question. We were given a list of 15 items and we were suppose to list it in order starting from the most important to the least important item. It might sound easy in the 1st place but it really test our critical thinking and survival knowledge. I should have paid more attention when I watched Man VS. Wild last time. We were given 40 minutes to complete this task with the first 15 minutes we did it individually. Later, we were require to compare and discuss our respective answer and came up with a list that everyone one agree with. My group members were very participating. Each of us trying to sell our points and to convince each other on which is more important. After countless debates whether sunglasses, vodka or a book titled "Edible animals on desert" was more important, we manage to complete the list on time. Then, Mr. Viknesh (I think that's his name) a facilitator read out the list from an expert point of view. All though some of our numberings were way out but we did manage to hit a few correctly. Seriously, who can guess the most important thing to carry when you're stuck in a 50 degrees desert is a cosmetic mirror and not water. And a map is literally useless unless you want to use it as tissue paper or as source of entertainment when you're bored of waiting someone to come rescue you wtf. I was proud of my group members as I think we had really done a great job and we achieve the best score among the 3. Good job guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, it was time for individual interview. Mine was conducted late in the afternoon, about 3.15 pm so I got 2 hours plus to hang out, chatted with the rest, played hangman and a true/false game. I did found out that I would be meeting a few of them again this Friday for Axiata interview. My&amp;nbsp;interview&amp;nbsp;was a typical one, a panel of 2 interviewers were asking me about myself, my family, the course I chose to study, what can I contribute back to Astro, strengh and weakness. It was less tension compared to what I have been through previously. Miss Bernie, one them, is from Kajang as well. I think I did fairly well in this round. Hopefully, I will get into the final round of interview which I guess will be with the senior management team. I considered myself quite lucky as they told that we were the top 80 out of 2000 applicants which made up to almost 4% only? And from this, they will further select another 15-20 candidates for the final round. I'll keep my finger crossed and pray hard to be chosen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad picked me up and we went to the post office in Sri Petaling Carrefour for me to send a document to LSE. Another 80 bucks gone just to mail that one piece of paper. Overall, today was a fantastic day and I'm glad to be able to meet a whole fun bunch of new friends. Back to work tomorrow and hopefully my whole week will be as great as today. Going for a hot bath now.Nitez peeps! Have a nice week =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I joined this LSE Freshers 2011-2012 page and guess what, to my surprise there are going to be a lot of Malaysians going to LSE for this coming intake and even better, quite a number of them are going to be my&amp;nbsp;course mates. The student counsel will be organising a freshers camp in 1st week of September somewhere in KL. Will update you on that next time=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-4014978387432840666?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/4014978387432840666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/05/astro-scholarship-assessment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/4014978387432840666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/4014978387432840666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/05/astro-scholarship-assessment.html' title='Astro Scholarship  Assessment'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fRekTD_MTuk/TcABV6QNM1I/AAAAAAAAA50/KdsxxOHMHBc/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-5783335350424428172</id><published>2011-05-02T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T00:50:56.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck Like Glue by Sugarland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G5IGuuAiPgs/Tam3y0CqTBI/AAAAAAAAA5s/5LCZoJZW5rU/s1600/image-preview+%25282%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G5IGuuAiPgs/Tam3y0CqTBI/AAAAAAAAA5s/5LCZoJZW5rU/s320/image-preview+%25282%2529.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dad looked so cheerful!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today, we went out for a dinner in Puchong to celebrate my dad's birthday. Our initial plan was to try out The Lookout Point in Ampang. However, dad's sudden craving of crabs came and we decided to go makan seafood .We went back to the same old restaurant (again..) that we always patronize in Puchong. The meal was delicious except that the amount of crabs was not enough. It's because according to the waitress, one table can order maximum of 1 kg only due the the shortage of crab supply wtf. So, ended up each of us ate a few small (super tiny) pieces only. To make up for the not so laden dinner, we found a dessert shop nearby. The "tong sui" were&amp;nbsp;delectable, the&amp;nbsp;glutinous&amp;nbsp;rice balls were heavenly tasty filled with 2 different fillings (black sesame and peanut). Just now, we had a cutting cake session with my sister through&amp;nbsp;Skype. Maybe, to certain&amp;nbsp;people,&amp;nbsp;you feel that it's weird doing it over a&amp;nbsp;Skype&amp;nbsp;conversation but to us, nothing more&amp;nbsp;important&amp;nbsp;than family moments. Let the&amp;nbsp;pictures&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;tell you the story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WWXJLjf0a6o/Tam4gaq9nII/AAAAAAAAA5w/ZzLOJqh2qKg/s1600/image-preview+%25283%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WWXJLjf0a6o/Tam4gaq9nII/AAAAAAAAA5w/ZzLOJqh2qKg/s320/image-preview+%25283%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom and bro =)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vTerKjzXhe4/Tamxc6J__VI/AAAAAAAAA5A/-5b6YW9OxFw/s1600/P1020281.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vTerKjzXhe4/Tamxc6J__VI/AAAAAAAAA5A/-5b6YW9OxFw/s320/P1020281.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some of the food, there's more food actually but my fingers were too occupied peeling the crabs..&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-37hFeZVK06s/TamxfHCDlwI/AAAAAAAAA5I/PNdz4_RGRJc/s1600/P1020289.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-37hFeZVK06s/TamxfHCDlwI/AAAAAAAAA5I/PNdz4_RGRJc/s320/P1020289.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bro having his fun time eating the crab&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yLYKvYMoMXU/TamxgBa9DTI/AAAAAAAAA5M/E4fujteY9Yw/s1600/P1020290.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yLYKvYMoMXU/TamxgBa9DTI/AAAAAAAAA5M/E4fujteY9Yw/s320/P1020290.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The restaurant on the opposite side, funny name huh?&lt;br /&gt;Imagine I say " I like to eat at 'Like To Eat' Restaurant"..?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TCIg1cNeOQQ/TamxhmQ55SI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/306VtMkCnh8/s1600/P1020291.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TCIg1cNeOQQ/TamxhmQ55SI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/306VtMkCnh8/s320/P1020291.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Red bean soup with sweet rice ball&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0WxJrjzoWP4/TamximIltlI/AAAAAAAAA5U/MYTUbPzbcnM/s1600/P1020304.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0WxJrjzoWP4/TamximIltlI/AAAAAAAAA5U/MYTUbPzbcnM/s320/P1020304.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sis looked so funny here&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hisji7xv0ic/TamxjsP7EzI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/AujlVj16Ezc/s1600/P1020307.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hisji7xv0ic/TamxjsP7EzI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/AujlVj16Ezc/s320/P1020307.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6tkICxeK4pQ/TamxwNj0WjI/AAAAAAAAA5c/coahkRQhlv4/s1600/image-preview+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6tkICxeK4pQ/TamxwNj0WjI/AAAAAAAAA5c/coahkRQhlv4/s400/image-preview+%25281%2529.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Epic moment!&lt;br /&gt;I heart this picture the most&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going to PC Fair tomorrow! I sound so&amp;nbsp;pathetically&amp;nbsp;over excited now. It will be my first visit to a PC fair. Will give an update on it soon. Till then, take care peeps. Nitez nitez world (^_^)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-920715411550661823?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/920715411550661823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/04/of-foods-and-sweet-memories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/920715411550661823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/920715411550661823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/04/of-foods-and-sweet-memories.html' title='For Good Times and Bad Times, We Will Stand Together As A Family..'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G5IGuuAiPgs/Tam3y0CqTBI/AAAAAAAAA5s/5LCZoJZW5rU/s72-c/image-preview+%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-6458962623991943553</id><published>2011-04-15T18:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T22:35:22.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You da' man!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-28o0j6b32RI/TagYWyQ4MCI/AAAAAAAAA4o/2gzT-Wn3cAE/s1600/P2010607.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-28o0j6b32RI/TagYWyQ4MCI/AAAAAAAAA4o/2gzT-Wn3cAE/s320/P2010607.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My super dad turned 51 today!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I cherish your birthday&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;because when you were born,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I got a role model&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;to show me how a person should be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Every year, your birthday reminds me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;how grateful I am that you are my father.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;With all that’s going on in the world today,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I’m thankful I get to watch you,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;to look up to you, being an example of a good man.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;What a privilege it is to observe your strength,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;your competence, and your kindness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I am so blessed to be under your wing,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;your protection, your care,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;learning important life lessons from you. You stand out and shine above the rest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;If all fathers were like you,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;the world would be a very different&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;and much better place. It would look like God's own design. How lucky I am to have a dad whom I love with all my heart so I pray that on your very special day brings pleasure right from the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9mkpte_ZvFY/TagbgXk3ONI/AAAAAAAAA4w/Q_mBWSBzcME/s1600/istockphoto_9406003-father-and-daughter-doodle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="261" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9mkpte_ZvFY/TagbgXk3ONI/AAAAAAAAA4w/Q_mBWSBzcME/s320/istockphoto_9406003-father-and-daughter-doodle.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss those times when I was little, my dad holding my hands..&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Birthday, daddy!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;May God bless you forever&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;From your admiring daughter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;P/S: Check this out. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RlkPmF4I50s/TagmNzGZ96I/AAAAAAAAA40/B-4W2CCXbmA/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RlkPmF4I50s/TagmNzGZ96I/AAAAAAAAA40/B-4W2CCXbmA/s400/2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Get it? If not, please get somebody to decipher it for you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-6458962623991943553?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/6458962623991943553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/04/you-da-man.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/6458962623991943553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/6458962623991943553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/04/you-da-man.html' title='You da&apos; man!'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-28o0j6b32RI/TagYWyQ4MCI/AAAAAAAAA4o/2gzT-Wn3cAE/s72-c/P2010607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-5967040125890977781</id><published>2011-04-10T20:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T20:41:24.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bon appetite!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U03M3L5ANK0/TaGd-shKebI/AAAAAAAAA34/z_7OUCHz8co/s1600/P4100039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U03M3L5ANK0/TaGd-shKebI/AAAAAAAAA34/z_7OUCHz8co/s320/P4100039.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;It makes you hungry right?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Had time to update my blog at last. Last few days were so hectic, don't even have enough proper sleep. Today was a bliss! Slept in till 12 pm, went out for a short shopping trip and had a lovely western dinner =) Ahhh, such a relaxing day. The dinner was scrumptious, we had chicken chop and fish. The raw ingredients were a gift from my mom's friend. She bought it from a supplier who actually supplied to 21st Century Cafe in Bukit Mewah. So literally the food taste exactly same like the ones we have at the cafe, instead of beautiful scenery of Kajang we had a 12''&amp;nbsp;TV&amp;nbsp;accompanying us. We even had side dishes like cabbage salad and mashed potatoes courtesy from my brother. Such satisfying and delicious meal without paying sky high price! Of course, we need to clean up the kitchen after that, oh well, can't complain bout that right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aDG2cW92Ip4/TaGd8twn3jI/AAAAAAAAA3w/wTCDEOoeaDs/s1600/P4100036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aDG2cW92Ip4/TaGd8twn3jI/AAAAAAAAA3w/wTCDEOoeaDs/s320/P4100036.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom, dad and the food&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xp_nEJJloR8/TaGd_Q-Z63I/AAAAAAAAA38/l2OvA1Wk3rM/s1600/P4100040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xp_nEJJloR8/TaGd_Q-Z63I/AAAAAAAAA38/l2OvA1Wk3rM/s320/P4100040.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Next week would be my dad's birthday. Still haven't thought which place to go for celebration. Anyone, if got any great ideas please do let me know kay. Wanna have a memorable one this year. Somehow, for the last few days, I felt a little heavy hearted as I&amp;nbsp;realized&amp;nbsp;for the next coming few years I&amp;nbsp;wouldn't&amp;nbsp;be able to celebrate mom's, dad's, bro's and my birthday together. I wonder if this how jie felt when she first&amp;nbsp;when&amp;nbsp;to Russia. We never missed one birthday before as a family. There's &amp;nbsp;5 months left before I'll be in a totally new place with unfamiliar faces around me. I'm not sure whether I'm ready to face it or not. Sometimes, even the thought of it sent chills down my spine. Trying to push the thought back of my mind for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had 7 tuition classes for the last two days, totally worn out and exhausted. Starting from this month, I'll have 3 more classes extra including one private tuition. Now I understand the meaning of how hard to earn money. But looking at the amount in my bank account somehow gives me an encouragement to continue. I've already made a list of what I want to purchase once I earn enough.This is my first working experience, not to say very pleasant but worthwhile. At least, my resume now looks better with working experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad asked my help to make a banner to rent out the dance studio in Kajang Prima. This task itself occupied most of my time for the last few days.I hope it's big and striking enough to attract tenants. My next project is to help my dad to create a new letter head to his newly set up company. It's really testing my computer skills. Google is my new best friend these days, anything I'm not sure just&amp;nbsp;Google&amp;nbsp;it. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-97XAbz1zfAw/TaGd7ArWlSI/AAAAAAAAA3o/hZLMTBY9eFU/s1600/P1020258.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-97XAbz1zfAw/TaGd7ArWlSI/AAAAAAAAA3o/hZLMTBY9eFU/s320/P1020258.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at the mess in my room&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7dIDeJ7nfWY/TaGd77h0t6I/AAAAAAAAA3s/unr07186C5k/s1600/P1020265.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7dIDeJ7nfWY/TaGd77h0t6I/AAAAAAAAA3s/unr07186C5k/s320/P1020265.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The final outcome, what do you think?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll stop here for today. Till next time, take care peeps! XOXO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-5967040125890977781?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/5967040125890977781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/04/bon-appetite.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/5967040125890977781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/5967040125890977781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/04/bon-appetite.html' title='Bon appetite!'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U03M3L5ANK0/TaGd-shKebI/AAAAAAAAA34/z_7OUCHz8co/s72-c/P4100039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-6598463697790240355</id><published>2011-04-03T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T15:00:21.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is such a bitch sometimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1VDaJ7x1ONo/TZh6y67ztTI/AAAAAAAAA3c/J1SWElbEnuY/s1600/13-balloon-lonely-girl-sad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1VDaJ7x1ONo/TZh6y67ztTI/AAAAAAAAA3c/J1SWElbEnuY/s1600/13-balloon-lonely-girl-sad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/7472454979283712067-6598463697790240355?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/6598463697790240355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/04/life-is-such-bitch-sometimes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/6598463697790240355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/6598463697790240355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/04/life-is-such-bitch-sometimes.html' title='Life is such a bitch sometimes'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1VDaJ7x1ONo/TZh6y67ztTI/AAAAAAAAA3c/J1SWElbEnuY/s72-c/13-balloon-lonely-girl-sad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-97380416228971063</id><published>2011-03-29T20:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T22:11:18.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for the boy whom I absolutely adore..</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h2fSC9vzLLw/TZHUQIaihiI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/p6Jw7OXVqIs/s1600/P1020160.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h2fSC9vzLLw/TZHUQIaihiI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/p6Jw7OXVqIs/s1600/P1020160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're 20!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Today is a&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;VERY SPECIAL DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;As its your &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;So its the perfect time to say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;you are always thought of my mind in a very special way&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" src="http://www.bestfreesms.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Your &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt; is a special day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Its the time to have new hopes and dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Setting new goals to be achieved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;now its a pleasure for me to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;YOU ARE VERY SPECIAL IN YOUR OWN&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;STYLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I wish you a very special, lovely, exciting, joyous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;HAPPY 20TH BIRTHDAY, BABY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Lastly, go out and kick someone arse cuz you deserve all the joy of excitement of the world on your &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt;. Wish this day will be full of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;smile and cheers&lt;/span&gt;. You are a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;star&lt;/span&gt; today, and lets make it a blast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You know beyond any doubt that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To that, I dedicate this song to you. Hope you like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/ci9lnpANP2Q/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ci9lnpANP2Q&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ci9lnpANP2Q&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;yin&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/7472454979283712067-97380416228971063?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/97380416228971063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/03/just-for-boy-whom-i-absolutely-adore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/97380416228971063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/97380416228971063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/03/just-for-boy-whom-i-absolutely-adore.html' title='Just for the boy whom I absolutely adore..'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h2fSC9vzLLw/TZHUQIaihiI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/p6Jw7OXVqIs/s72-c/P1020160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-8385967880354498537</id><published>2011-03-26T14:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T14:56:01.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Escape</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Off to Ipoh for a wedding dinner =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Check out for more updates when I'm back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;yin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-8385967880354498537?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/8385967880354498537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/03/short-trip-to-ipoh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/8385967880354498537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/8385967880354498537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/03/short-trip-to-ipoh.html' title='Weekend Escape'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-3530416704874576627</id><published>2011-03-21T23:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T23:18:41.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy week, yet rewarding =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hi people! I'm back.The previous few days were quite happening. Last Friday, I went to Piramid to meet up Wei Qi. We planned this for quite sometime. Almost tak jadi cause my dad last minute said he can't fetch me to Sunway as he took a leave to settle some stuffs in Kajang. End up I took a train there. The journey was quite relaxing, maybe because it was not during peak hour. It took me about 2 hours to reach there. At the same time, went back to take my A Level official certificate. Had our lunch at Jusco food court. Was craving for sushi at that time. LOL! Wei Qi went back for his class till 3.15 pm. Mean while I had a great time&amp;nbsp;shopping&amp;nbsp;around and managed to grab a pair of jeans and 2 long sleeves shirts. The euphoric feeling when I came out with 2 shopping bags was totally fantabulous! Later, he picked me up and went to Snow Flakes in SS15. My craving for desserts will not stop. Snow Flakes totally rocks! Wei Qi dropped me at Kelana LRT station and the journey back to Kajang was horrendous. I was literally molested by at least 10 people from my head, my boobs to my butt. Luckily, all were women. If there's one thing Malaysia needs to improve, transportation would totally be the NO. 1. The whole outing was almost perfect excluding the journey back. Hope to have another one soon =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-fwdv9UTlwPw/TYdikMuwsaI/AAAAAAAAA2k/4E-kaXrUI44/s1600/P3180034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-fwdv9UTlwPw/TYdikMuwsaI/AAAAAAAAA2k/4E-kaXrUI44/s320/P3180034.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Icy Toro Series&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DCzHwXms20c/TYdnfJy1HSI/AAAAAAAAA3I/ElpieyUYGE4/s1600/P3180036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DCzHwXms20c/TYdnfJy1HSI/AAAAAAAAA3I/ElpieyUYGE4/s320/P3180036.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shy?...yeah right&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-qlJIycoyJJA/TYdilQthZ4I/AAAAAAAAA2s/NgHHolAE4m8/s1600/P3180038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-qlJIycoyJJA/TYdilQthZ4I/AAAAAAAAA2s/NgHHolAE4m8/s320/P3180038.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My all time&amp;nbsp;favorite&amp;nbsp;Tako Tao&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-P57S3F8I1Fc/TYdnf5SFzEI/AAAAAAAAA3M/VxfQqY1qfHw/s1600/P3180042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-P57S3F8I1Fc/TYdnf5SFzEI/AAAAAAAAA3M/VxfQqY1qfHw/s320/P3180042.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The shirt and jeans I bought.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-0tm9PISwghU/TYdil9nmqmI/AAAAAAAAA2w/1_SBB9x_0Ac/s1600/P3180041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-0tm9PISwghU/TYdil9nmqmI/AAAAAAAAA2w/1_SBB9x_0Ac/s320/P3180041.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The hustle in KL&amp;nbsp;Central&amp;nbsp;in the evening&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Come to last Saturday, I went to British Council Education Fair in KLCC. Got to meet some representatives from City, Southampton and Warwick Universities. As usual, we enquired&amp;nbsp;about the fees and&amp;nbsp;accommodations. At 3.30 pm, we attended an Actuarial Talk by a&amp;nbsp;professor&amp;nbsp;from Heriot-Watt University in Scotland. It was quite informative and interesting and somehow membara my semangat to study it. So coincidence Teik Sheng was there as well. Looks like I have another friend who is interested in this field. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The package that I was anticipating arrived today. Yoohoo! It was my official offer letter from LSE and my undergraduate offer pack. Inside, contained all the informations regarding the application of my&amp;nbsp;accommodation, visa, admission process and my term dates. Been busy reading it since this afternoon. Hopefully everything will goes well according to my plan. Bless me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-tk3uAmYTkRw/TYdq2DtBYWI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/s-u7jMhPIIg/s1600/P3210037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-tk3uAmYTkRw/TYdq2DtBYWI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/s-u7jMhPIIg/s320/P3210037.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;They changed my name to Wen Chen LOL&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_gf28k7RnL4/TYdq2ZoEzXI/AAAAAAAAA3U/meSzsjP8nFY/s1600/P3210040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_gf28k7RnL4/TYdq2ZoEzXI/AAAAAAAAA3U/meSzsjP8nFY/s320/P3210040.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I worked so hard just for this=)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-3530416704874576627?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/3530416704874576627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/03/hi-people-im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/3530416704874576627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/3530416704874576627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/03/hi-people-im-back.html' title='Busy week, yet rewarding =)'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-fwdv9UTlwPw/TYdikMuwsaI/AAAAAAAAA2k/4E-kaXrUI44/s72-c/P3180034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-1837426726351819022</id><published>2011-03-17T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T14:19:07.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoop Horror</title><content type='html'>Today, I woke up feeling like someone punched me in the abdomen and hips. The feelling of pain and numbness was all over my body. My 1st thought was "great, Freddy did exist and tortured me in my dream yesterday''. To my horror, when I went to the bathroom to check my reflection, this was what I saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-2ivZ-s6HIPo/TYGlEFXGqRI/AAAAAAAAA2g/hhE0lUKzipM/s1600/P3170035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-2ivZ-s6HIPo/TYGlEFXGqRI/AAAAAAAAA2g/hhE0lUKzipM/s320/P3170035.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;OH MY "&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;( i&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;nsert your own variation)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;"!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;My version was a bit offending to certain party.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Correction. This was only ONE of them. Yes, there were a big&amp;nbsp;more&amp;nbsp;equally gross ugly bruise around my hips, waist and knees. Then it came back to me. Yesterday evening, I was practicing the thick rattan hula hoop. It was huge and extremely heavy. Thought of giving it a try since I never touch it before after 2 years hibernating in my house. I guessed it hit too hard on my bones or my technique is inaccurate. Yesterday, there were only red patches. Never came to my mind that they will turn into these ugly patches. Urghhh! When I showed mum, she gave a loud shriek. Wonder how long will it take for them to&amp;nbsp;completely&amp;nbsp;disappear?? No wearing shorts for a few weeks. From now on, I will stick to the cross trainer.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-1837426726351819022?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/1837426726351819022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/03/hoop-horror.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/1837426726351819022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/1837426726351819022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/03/hoop-horror.html' title='Hoop Horror'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-2ivZ-s6HIPo/TYGlEFXGqRI/AAAAAAAAA2g/hhE0lUKzipM/s72-c/P3170035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-5825835693020843299</id><published>2011-03-16T14:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T14:45:12.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinfully Delicious!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-aVc4IfXf-64/TYBUiizRD0I/AAAAAAAAA2U/0SzWQmiYg00/s1600/P3160041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-aVc4IfXf-64/TYBUiizRD0I/AAAAAAAAA2U/0SzWQmiYg00/s320/P3160041.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out what me and bro had for&amp;nbsp;lunch&amp;nbsp;today. Tadaaa! We ordered Domino's Pizza thsi afternoon. OMG Tune Tempation was truly irresistible! The cheese&amp;nbsp;literally&amp;nbsp;melted&amp;nbsp;in your mouth at once, not to forget the chukiness of tuna pieces. Chicken pepperoni too sent me up to heaven. Oh man, Domino's is definitely tersangat awesome. Even the thought of it unconciously makes me drooling~~Watched Mythbusters after filling up the stomach. Today's experiment was totally remarkable. It was to test whether a faulty water heater like those normally found in coutries that experience winter will succumb under extremely high temperature and pressure and fly up in the air like a rocket. I was stunned by the result of it. Check this video out and you'll know exactly what I meant. And if you have installed a water heater in your house, take precautions and make sure it is properly maintained at all time. This may happen to you anytime. Have fun watching it! Totally heart Mythbusters =) We want more! more! more! I think they are the only creatures who enjoy building a house from scratch and have a fun time blowing it up later. Sacrifice in the name of science? LOL Too much adrenaline rush is not a good thing either, it makes you die faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/Cv178a60Ypg/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cv178a60Ypg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cv178a60Ypg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The whole cabin was blown to almost absolutely nothing (&amp;gt;o&amp;lt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-c5WTHhmtJT8/TYBUhdqHqqI/AAAAAAAAA2M/zmIFSLOiUso/s1600/P3160037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-c5WTHhmtJT8/TYBUhdqHqqI/AAAAAAAAA2M/zmIFSLOiUso/s320/P3160037.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mouthwatering Tuna Temptation&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-KLkYcyaUEL8/TYBUiLG9kQI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/pXuEkBeHUzY/s1600/P3160038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-KLkYcyaUEL8/TYBUiLG9kQI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/pXuEkBeHUzY/s320/P3160038.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Scrumptious Chicken Pepperoni&lt;br /&gt;I know I've sucessfully made you hungry. Don't hate me ^^&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-5825835693020843299?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/5825835693020843299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/03/check-out-what-me-and-bro-had-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/5825835693020843299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/5825835693020843299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/03/check-out-what-me-and-bro-had-for.html' title='Sinfully Delicious!'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-aVc4IfXf-64/TYBUiizRD0I/AAAAAAAAA2U/0SzWQmiYg00/s72-c/P3160041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-3188664648264174350</id><published>2011-03-15T14:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T14:21:17.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Cleaning!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-pYYv9X94KhE/TX8E1e_XkMI/AAAAAAAAA0w/wex5jlbQe9g/s1600/P3140034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-pYYv9X94KhE/TX8E1e_XkMI/AAAAAAAAA0w/wex5jlbQe9g/s320/P3140034.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love my laptop backgroound =)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Yesterday, I suddenly felt so motivated to clean up my room even managed to wipe off&amp;nbsp;every&amp;nbsp;speckle&amp;nbsp;of dust from all conner of the room. I felt so satisfied after finished. Worth all my sweat and tiredness =) Hope this condition can last long enough LOL Today is a relaxing day.&amp;nbsp;Re watched&amp;nbsp;Angels and Demons just now, after this would be Nightmare at the Elm Street. It was supposed to be yesterday night's plan but 5 mins into watching it, I felt creepy so stopped it. Haha! Mom's playing mahjong downstairs with her friends. Wish Glynn is back from Johor, then I can ajak her out. Meanwhile, all I can do is to enjoy my break at home before starting to work again. My EduYoung employer decides to let me take over another 2 classes, which total up my classes to 5. Hopefully there will be more coming =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-KqTJkrMuX34/TX7-qbMk71I/AAAAAAAAA0c/Y7wjkU0ai0U/s1600/P3140035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-KqTJkrMuX34/TX7-qbMk71I/AAAAAAAAA0c/Y7wjkU0ai0U/s320/P3140035.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Decided to move my laptop back in the room instead of the living room&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lxSEN83zAEI/TX7-5_1LNKI/AAAAAAAAA0o/-PGMbEYC21M/s1600/P3150038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lxSEN83zAEI/TX7-5_1LNKI/AAAAAAAAA0o/-PGMbEYC21M/s320/P3150038.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rearranged my shelve, love it?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;yin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-3188664648264174350?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/3188664648264174350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-cleaning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/3188664648264174350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/3188664648264174350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-cleaning.html' title='Spring Cleaning!'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-pYYv9X94KhE/TX8E1e_XkMI/AAAAAAAAA0w/wex5jlbQe9g/s72-c/P3140034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-8525986465668806227</id><published>2011-03-13T21:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T22:15:47.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because this is what love is..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="Tq0rOiqF" title="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"&gt;This post is for specially for you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="RcIdVy3e" title="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"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:decryptText('RcIdVy3e')"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow; font-size: x-large;"&gt;You know the key, it's in your heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not be able to read it now, but one day, when you truly&amp;nbsp;realize&amp;nbsp;how I feel, you'll be able to unlock it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-8525986465668806227?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/8525986465668806227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/03/because-this-is-what-love-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/8525986465668806227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/8525986465668806227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/03/because-this-is-what-love-is.html' title='Because this is what love is..'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-5802772744075565166</id><published>2011-03-13T16:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T16:33:53.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovely Sunday~~~</title><content type='html'>This morning, I woke up with a super headache as if someone was hitting my head&amp;nbsp;repeatedly&amp;nbsp;with a hammer. Luckily it went off after a while. Surprisingly, I was able to wake up at 10 am even though I slept at 2 yesterday night. Have a lot of thinking before I slept yesterday, mainly on my uni stuffs. Just now, my relatives came to visit us. I had a good chat with my cousin brother and sister. Somehow, these days, I begin to appreciate my cousins more, there's a lot more topic to be discussed compared to previous years. He told me his college life in Brickfields Asia College. He's taking A levels and going to further his studies in law next year. As we talked, I keep thinking back of my moments in Sunway. No doubt that I miss those days where I got to hang out with my friends in Piramid, attended classes together, laughed at almost every stupid things, hanged out at William's, lepaked at Rock Cafe, shopping spree with the girls and most important, was to have him with me through out college. If I'm given a chance to go back to those days, I would complain less about classes, how "boring" &amp;nbsp;Piramid was and if I know I would miss the Chee Cheong Fun aunty so much, I would eat it more before college end. Funny enough, we always miss something after we loose it. Anyway, back to the conversation. So we talked much, mostly on his studies and my work. He said that he'll inform me if he hears bout any vacancies=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-HyGb3vfz5os/TXx7WZDcENI/AAAAAAAAAzI/aywzv9H76Q0/s1600/GameOver-Copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="197" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-HyGb3vfz5os/TXx7WZDcENI/AAAAAAAAAzI/aywzv9H76Q0/s200/GameOver-Copy.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I find this ad hilarious, at the same time&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;it does represent a certain degree of truth.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad told us that next Saturday we'll be heading to Ipoh to attend his friend's daughter wedding. Whats more surprising is that the girl is only 22 this year. I knew her when I was a kid as we went to a vacation together. Lately, I've heard many young couples are getting married. Is it some kind of new trend that I've failed to notice?&amp;nbsp;Seriously? For me, to marry at the age below 25 seems too early. There are so much more in life which are waiting for us to discover and enjoy. Rushing into a marriage kills all these freedom. However, on the bright side this occasion gives me a reason to buy a new dress so I'm happy! LOL&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got to go off now. Planning to take a nap, later at night might be going pasar malam. Ciao~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yin&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/7472454979283712067-5802772744075565166?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/5802772744075565166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/03/lovely-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/5802772744075565166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/5802772744075565166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/03/lovely-sunday.html' title='Lovely Sunday~~~'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-HyGb3vfz5os/TXx7WZDcENI/AAAAAAAAAzI/aywzv9H76Q0/s72-c/GameOver-Copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-5671297611998984411</id><published>2011-03-12T21:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T22:57:14.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventure is worthwhile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-cUGrugavLfI/TXtzLeuN5YI/AAAAAAAAAzE/A7riajKiCDk/s1600/P3120096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-cUGrugavLfI/TXtzLeuN5YI/AAAAAAAAAzE/A7riajKiCDk/s320/P3120096.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes, if we wish hard enough, dreams will come true.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Today, I went to World Class Study/ London Exhibition in Mandarin Oriental Hotel to meet the representatives from LSE. Gosh! I was so excited! I still remember the 1st time I went to the same event last year, at the exact same venue. The only difference was this time I am officially an offer holder to enter the university. Half way there, Charis Lau called me and said that she was too in KLCC and &amp;nbsp;attended the reception as well. I had anticipated this for a quite some time. I had made a list of what to ask the representatives about LSE. Once arrived at Ballroom 2, Charis called me so loud that almost everyone in the room turned to look at me. Geee! She still as hippie&amp;nbsp;as usual. She introduced me to the women from LSE which she had a chat a while before I came. Apparently, she even had talked to the women about me before I came.Somehow I felt proud when some of the parents there congratulated me on getting an offer from LSE. Then, dad proceeded with all the questions he had been pondering all this while like the fees&amp;nbsp;structure,&amp;nbsp;accommodation, the course structures, study environment and etc. Lucky for us the woman that entertained us previously too studied Actuarial Science. She gave me a lot of advice on how to cope with the new environment and apply for internship there. Then, her&amp;nbsp;colleague&amp;nbsp;joined our conversation and further assuring me that studying in LSE will be one of the best moment in my entire life. I felt so motivated after the conversation.I know that deep in my heart, LSE is where I want to be for the next few years. After that, mom and dad had a little chat with Charis's parents outside where they served refreshments. Meanwhile, I too catch up with Charis on what's she's doing now. She's still waiting reply from LSE to study law. I really wish she will join me in London. I think it would be better to have a friend there for a fresh start. Hmmm, wonder which uni Yean Long decides to go?? If he's going Imperial and Charis is in London, we can meet up sometime. It would be awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to KLCC to kill time. Dad bought a few shirts and pants for his work. Mom went window shopping for bags. We saw a bag from Guess which is so amazingly pretty (Obviously, the price even prettier &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; ). Later, we had our dinner at the food court before heading back. Next week, I'll be attending UK Education Fair in KLCC to&amp;nbsp;inquire&amp;nbsp;about City University and Warwick. Asked Charis to join me but she'll be going to UK for &amp;nbsp;Durham University Open Day. After that, I will make my final decision on which Uni to choose as my 2nd&amp;nbsp;choice. (LSE is definitely my 1st choice d ). He told me not to wait any longer as we need to start doing arrangement for&amp;nbsp;accommodation, fees payment and visa. Oh man, even though I feel very happy that a decision has been made, at the same time, I'm worried as well. Am I choosing the correct path? It's not easy for my dad to support me for that few years in London. We had a rough calculation on the total cost which came up to nearly half a million. I'm praying everyday that God would grant me a scholarship. With one, all problem would be solved. Oh well, I still have chances, I'll just keep trying to the very end. *finger crossed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-c4Qu8A3udHQ/TXtvwfLh2AI/AAAAAAAAAzA/aFpn0-EqcfI/s1600/12032011032.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-c4Qu8A3udHQ/TXtvwfLh2AI/AAAAAAAAAzA/aFpn0-EqcfI/s320/12032011032.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I saw this rainbow on the way back. It reminds me of this quote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"The only way to see a rainbow is to look through the rain"&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; I will not give up before achieving my dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-5671297611998984411?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/5671297611998984411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/03/adventure-is-worthwhile.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/5671297611998984411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/5671297611998984411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/03/adventure-is-worthwhile.html' title='Adventure is worthwhile'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-cUGrugavLfI/TXtzLeuN5YI/AAAAAAAAAzE/A7riajKiCDk/s72-c/P3120096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-162296831344837036</id><published>2011-03-11T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T22:56:29.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking free!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HOLIDAY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;oh la la&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Time to get some rest zzzZZZ&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nitez world!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;yin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-162296831344837036?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/162296831344837036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/03/breaking-free.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/162296831344837036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/162296831344837036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/03/breaking-free.html' title='Breaking free!'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-2288017438990496278</id><published>2011-03-11T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T18:55:10.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project Aquarium 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-quuKGFmHi0Y/TXn4wJ3p6NI/AAAAAAAAAyY/62Y-IDjkHOY/s1600/09032011029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-quuKGFmHi0Y/TXn4wJ3p6NI/AAAAAAAAAyY/62Y-IDjkHOY/s320/09032011029.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The shark looks dead LOL&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I've been occupied with work this few weeks. One of the things that I'm really proud of is this creation of aquarium. It took me 3 days of &amp;nbsp;drawing,&amp;nbsp;coloring, cutting and pasting to complete this mini aquarium. *Proud* It took a lot of patience and&amp;nbsp;hard work&amp;nbsp;to make it a success. It is now proudly displayed on the wall. The&amp;nbsp;children&amp;nbsp;were so thrilled to look at it. Hopefully it will last long enough before all the&amp;nbsp;poking&amp;nbsp;and shaking destroy it. These days, most of my time in Smart Reader was filled by creating stuffs like this. My next major project would be a mini zoo. My employer is so pleased to see the&amp;nbsp;center being&amp;nbsp;brighten up by all this&amp;nbsp;crafts. Unfortunately, this would be the last month I will be working there as they have found another permanent teacher who will be taking over me soon. She came to work last week and seemed to be kind of slow to get used to the way my&amp;nbsp;colleagues&amp;nbsp;work. They were&amp;nbsp;complaining&amp;nbsp;about her to my employer. Oh well, I hope she'll manage it well as it is not as easy as it sounds to be a preschool teacher. Meanwhile, I going to start finding a new job soon. All came back to square one again, going from shop to shop showing them my resume and get kick out after telling them I'm going to further my studies in September. Wish me all me the best in my job hunting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took some pictures of my students yesterday. Here they are! Aren't they&amp;nbsp;adorable? But don't get&amp;nbsp;deceived&amp;nbsp;by their innocent look, they are pretty much annoying most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-48CTuWW5VDM/TXn45rdQK7I/AAAAAAAAAyg/Iu0YJ2M0rHg/s1600/24022011025.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-48CTuWW5VDM/TXn45rdQK7I/AAAAAAAAAyg/Iu0YJ2M0rHg/s320/24022011025.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Li Jing and Qistina&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-FgAHV8kBWuA/TXn4-PXpUpI/AAAAAAAAAyk/nx_NWvsbKtU/s1600/24022011024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-FgAHV8kBWuA/TXn4-PXpUpI/AAAAAAAAAyk/nx_NWvsbKtU/s320/24022011024.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dhiyaul&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hd9SupFyqyU/TXn5OuGNcaI/AAAAAAAAAy0/YU2aiowQro0/s1600/24022011020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hd9SupFyqyU/TXn5OuGNcaI/AAAAAAAAAy0/YU2aiowQro0/s320/24022011020.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Xin Yin (She shares the same bday as me! )&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-qvfja-tMevA/TXn5HMEZlAI/AAAAAAAAAys/s1lJ-xidnpg/s1600/24022011022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-qvfja-tMevA/TXn5HMEZlAI/AAAAAAAAAys/s1lJ-xidnpg/s320/24022011022.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Li Jing, Qistina &amp;amp; Damia&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-R_IUfpUbakk/TXn5TbvmrjI/AAAAAAAAAy4/kcAOxeOj-gI/s1600/22022011015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-R_IUfpUbakk/TXn5TbvmrjI/AAAAAAAAAy4/kcAOxeOj-gI/s320/22022011015.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Faris and Muhammad. Faris turned 6 last week!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3wQ3BaKiyts/TXn5Kq5hEPI/AAAAAAAAAyw/q1UFETJWW2w/s1600/24022011021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3wQ3BaKiyts/TXn5Kq5hEPI/AAAAAAAAAyw/q1UFETJWW2w/s320/24022011021.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nabihah (OMG She's the cutest among all)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'll&amp;nbsp;definitely&amp;nbsp;miss them very much. Lots of love for them XOXOXO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;yin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-2288017438990496278?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/2288017438990496278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/03/project-aquarium-101.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/2288017438990496278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/2288017438990496278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/03/project-aquarium-101.html' title='Project Aquarium 101'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-quuKGFmHi0Y/TXn4wJ3p6NI/AAAAAAAAAyY/62Y-IDjkHOY/s72-c/09032011029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-1995425788148731021</id><published>2011-03-11T18:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T21:44:55.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter Worth A Thousand Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: left; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ZQ2MJMC6sno/TXnykAvbVGI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/Jio0858XaX8/s1600/P3110094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ZQ2MJMC6sno/TXnykAvbVGI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/Jio0858XaX8/s320/P3110094.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;From&amp;nbsp;Australia, with lots of love&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Finally! After such a long wait, my letter from Aussie arrived at my mailbox today. I can't describe the&amp;nbsp;excitement&amp;nbsp;when I saw a pretty envelope sitting in my mailbox, shouting at me to rip and read it. Inside, a familiar writting is scribbled over a&amp;nbsp;full scape paper. My heart was beating fast as I couldn't wait to indulge the letter. At that moment, I can feel as though you were reading it aloud next to me. Oh boy, how much I wish it was true. It made me cried as you reflected those painful memories of the day you left. I wanted to bury those memories deep back into my mind, never wanted to remember them again. Yet, this letter brought them out and flashed in front of me like a movie. It was almost unbearable..but I understand that you went through the exact same situation as me. I felt happy knowing that you had&amp;nbsp;settled down in Aussie, at the same time I can't wait to join you there in July. That would be the best birthday present for me =) Wait for me k! And I'll be waiting for your next letter patiently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-1995425788148731021?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/1995425788148731021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/03/letter-worth-thousand-smile.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/1995425788148731021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/1995425788148731021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/03/letter-worth-thousand-smile.html' title='A Letter Worth A Thousand Smile'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ZQ2MJMC6sno/TXnykAvbVGI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/Jio0858XaX8/s72-c/P3110094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-6421343333367391617</id><published>2011-03-03T15:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T15:06:21.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick sick sick</title><content type='html'>Last two weeks I've been coughing a lot. Then&amp;nbsp;yesterday&amp;nbsp;it&amp;nbsp;take&amp;nbsp;a toll on me. When I woke up, I felt my throat was burning like a&amp;nbsp;BBQ&amp;nbsp;pit. Somehow I manage to pulled myself to work but I barely can talk much. So after work, I went to see a doctor. I can barely talk at that time, so I just pointed my finger to my throat and made some funny sound to indicate my problem. He was laughing at me. =.= At night i was down with a fever. My temperature was soaring high. Didn't manage to go work this morning and the English classes were&amp;nbsp;cancelled&amp;nbsp;as well. &amp;nbsp;Oh well, I just can pray hard to recover as soon as possible. Life is boring at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-fMwxa9MSHhE/TW87cSds6LI/AAAAAAAAAyI/VVKnOl1WvZM/s1600/sick_baby.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-fMwxa9MSHhE/TW87cSds6LI/AAAAAAAAAyI/VVKnOl1WvZM/s1600/sick_baby.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm as sick as a baby. Gahhhhhhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eETgo5VVqss/TW88fwlPgwI/AAAAAAAAAyM/XSVVqXdKyuk/s1600/baby+hug.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eETgo5VVqss/TW88fwlPgwI/AAAAAAAAAyM/XSVVqXdKyuk/s320/baby+hug.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I hope you're here to give me a hug..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;yin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-6421343333367391617?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/6421343333367391617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/03/sick-sick-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/6421343333367391617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/6421343333367391617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/03/sick-sick-sick.html' title='Sick sick sick'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-fMwxa9MSHhE/TW87cSds6LI/AAAAAAAAAyI/VVKnOl1WvZM/s72-c/sick_baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-1353618179236119977</id><published>2011-02-21T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T17:34:02.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This song always touches my heart..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/Uuh_IfVtJ3M/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uuh_IfVtJ3M&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uuh_IfVtJ3M&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;And I love this english cover by Jason Chen &amp;amp; J Rice. *Hearts them*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;Don't know how long&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;It's been a while since&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;You told me...your favorite story&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;It's been on my mind&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;Driving me crazy&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;Am I the reason that (you're crying now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I see the tears in your eyes&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They tell me you don't believe&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That I can't be...your prince charming.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Maybe you can't understand&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But when you (said you loved me)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My life was (changed&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And I wish you could see)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm willing to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;be the one&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and the angel that you love&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;with open arms&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'll always be there&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You must believe&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That you and me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Will end up living happily&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In our own fairytale story&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/7472454979283712067-1353618179236119977?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/1353618179236119977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/02/this-song-always-touches-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/1353618179236119977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/1353618179236119977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/02/this-song-always-touches-my-heart.html' title='This song always touches my heart..'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-687884900734628854</id><published>2011-02-21T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T14:56:15.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New year, new acquaintance, new experience..</title><content type='html'>It's been so long since I updated my blog.I have decided to activate it again as I find that it's much better to have a place to spill out the emotions. I'm currently working as a Smart Reader teacher and a part time tuition teacher at EduYoung. It's a whole new&amp;nbsp;experience&amp;nbsp;for me to teach, especially dealing with kids. It's not as what I expected before I start. Dealing with kids, especially naughty ones are quite tough. However, you can't blame them as their mind is not yet taught to fully understand what is right and wrong. I found my 1st week working there is kind of chaotic. I consider myself quite lucky for not&amp;nbsp;losing&amp;nbsp;my voice by the end of the week. Teaching these kids reminds me of how naive I used to be once. They are so innocent, when you look into their eyes, it's like there's nothing in their mind but fun and excitement. I wish to see them grow and bloom to be a better person. Hopefully? I'm still trying to get used working with my fellow&amp;nbsp;colleagues but things are getting better. In the&amp;nbsp;beginning, I find that it's&amp;nbsp;quite&amp;nbsp;hard to communicate with them as all of them are married and their topic of conversation mainly on their family. I literally have nothing to talk about at all! I just cross my fingers and pray hard that the situation will improve soon. Anyway, I will not&amp;nbsp;give&amp;nbsp;up this opportunity easily and I believe it will be a wonderful journey at the end =)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-otlUwloLHQs/TWIMNivjY2I/AAAAAAAAAyE/7aPtUsN1cj4/s1600/teacher_kid_off_work_459719.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-otlUwloLHQs/TWIMNivjY2I/AAAAAAAAAyE/7aPtUsN1cj4/s320/teacher_kid_off_work_459719.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;yin&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/7472454979283712067-687884900734628854?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/687884900734628854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/02/new-year-new-acquaintance-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/687884900734628854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/687884900734628854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/02/new-year-new-acquaintance-new.html' title='New year, new acquaintance, new experience..'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-otlUwloLHQs/TWIMNivjY2I/AAAAAAAAAyE/7aPtUsN1cj4/s72-c/teacher_kid_off_work_459719.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-1365086296287101237</id><published>2011-02-20T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T22:05:47.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back! Once again =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;More updates soon!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Check them out!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-1365086296287101237?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/1365086296287101237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-back-once-again-d.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/1365086296287101237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/1365086296287101237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-back-once-again-d.html' title='I&apos;m back! Once again =D'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-5062444706167754126</id><published>2009-11-29T02:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T16:30:11.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From the bottom of my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;To this one very special guy,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SxFpt6zYioI/AAAAAAAAAwk/O2O1yaakk6s/s1600/iAN.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SxFpt6zYioI/AAAAAAAAAwk/O2O1yaakk6s/s320/iAN.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;who I would like to dedicate these&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;3 WORDS 8 LETTERS 1 MEANING&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I LOVE YOU!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;MORE THAN EVER!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thank you for these&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;11 MONTHS&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;334 DAYS&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;8016 HOURS&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;480960 MINUTES&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;28857600 SECONDS&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;for filling my world with love, joy, care, happiness, sweetness, laughter, and everything nicest that could possibly happened to me so far. How could I thank you more? I thank God for each moment we been through together, I thank HIM for bringing you to this world and brighten my days. I may not be the perfect girlfriend, I ask for your forgiveness for each moment I hurt you before this, for every tears you sheded for me. I prayed hard to God, to allow me to hold on to you as long as I could, as I gradually realized I love you even more from day to day. I also prayed to him, to fill your days with His blessing, and for your hopes and wishes to be answered by Him. Your smile bring satisfaction to me, seeing you happy is all I ever wanted. To some people, true love may not exist,I'm one of them once before. However,&amp;nbsp; I believe in it now bcuz I'm experiencing one. If God grant me one power, I would want to make all this to last forever. Once again, thanks Liang! *Cheers for us* May God bless us=)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SxFooTAoBQI/AAAAAAAAAwc/VOj_XEAOfAs/s1600/16332_1265911771008_1326195035_788720_7858020_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SxFooTAoBQI/AAAAAAAAAwc/VOj_XEAOfAs/s320/16332_1265911771008_1326195035_788720_7858020_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love you &amp;lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;yin&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-5062444706167754126?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/5062444706167754126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/11/from-bottom-of-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/5062444706167754126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/5062444706167754126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/11/from-bottom-of-my-heart.html' title='From the bottom of my heart'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SxFpt6zYioI/AAAAAAAAAwk/O2O1yaakk6s/s72-c/iAN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-5404625432379854095</id><published>2009-09-30T17:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T18:26:46.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Greetings to everyone! It's been&amp;nbsp;a long time since I update my blog..finally i found a mood to blog today. I'm with Qing Quan at foyer. Today ia a bit relaxing for me, skipped Malaysia Studies to finish up my maths assignment. Managed to finish it quick so come to foyer with her to use the internet. Damn it! My whole condo block has no internet connection since last Tuesday. Can't do anything back in room..anyway, I'm glad tat I have a whole day free for now. It's been ages since i felt so relax. The Cutural night preparation almost done, now just need to wait for the day to come and hopefully everything will go accordingly to our plan. We've been planning this event for quite a long time,&amp;nbsp; since early September. Initially, we faced many discouraging obstacles, especially my team members managed pulled ourselves back quickly. Until now, the preparation have been quite smooth, so hopefully luck will be by our side on that night and the event will run smoothly. This is&amp;nbsp;my very first big event since becoming ALSCO president and I want it to the one of my best night ever. I realised that I have grew more matured throughout the whole thing, I learned to managed byn teamed, and how to organise an event with my member's help. Though sometimes it's real fustrating when something goes wrong but it's a very good experience for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Last week was my&amp;nbsp;mid- sem break + Raya break. It's been a fun week for me, I felt that it's a very short time, I wish its was longer. Monday was terrible, everyone had post holiday syndrome, even my lecturers had no mood to teach. I literally havta drag myself back to college on Sunday. During the holidays, I went out a few times, mostly with Ian. My dad brought all of us to watch a Singapore &lt;strike&gt;horror &lt;/strike&gt;comedy, Where got Ghost?.. Then on Wednesday, me and Ian went MV to have &lt;strike&gt;his&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt; our&amp;nbsp;shopping spree. Ian bought a few shirts and a pants, for his college next year. Don't ask me why he shopped so early, it's a long story. Ask him! I bought a shirt from Padini Authentics, which i wore it yesterday cuz cant tahan to see it hanging &amp;nbsp;so nicely untouched&amp;nbsp;in the cupboard. We had a movie too, Final Destination 4. It turn out to be a &lt;strike&gt;horrifying&lt;/strike&gt; not so scary movie, though there were many disgusting scences when the ppl got killed, which many are not making sense at all. I think this is the 1st scary movie I watched in cinema, so do Ian, izit? This outing give me a good experience and understanding on Ian's choice of clothes and style. When I told my mom bout that, she had a good laugh over it. Hahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Dad bought me the new Dan Brown novel, The Lost Symbol. Love him! I managed to read in in 3&amp;nbsp; nights. Some ppl will say that I'm &lt;strike&gt;crazy &lt;/strike&gt;lunatic to sacrifice my sleeping time juz to read the book. But for some one that share the same passion as me, they will understand the feeling of eagerness to find out the ending of the story.&amp;nbsp;Anyway, to anyone who havent read/ find out/ actually know&amp;nbsp;bout the existence&amp;nbsp;this book, I really reconmend you to get a copy of it. One word to descibe it, Fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SsMnsGuZRwI/AAAAAAAAAwU/2OhI2AZ0Yrg/s1600-h/lost_symbol.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SsMnsGuZRwI/AAAAAAAAAwU/2OhI2AZ0Yrg/s320/lost_symbol.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Go grab a copy of this, quick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;When I'm not reading the rest of&amp;nbsp;the time&amp;nbsp;are &lt;strike&gt;wasted&lt;/strike&gt; benefited on sleeping, eating, and onlining.&amp;nbsp;Assignments are done on the last two days of holidays&amp;nbsp;+&amp;nbsp;read up&amp;nbsp;for maths test at the v last minute. I know i sucks, but then come on, it's holiday, it's suppose to be a relaxing week,&amp;nbsp;not cracking my brains over&amp;nbsp;maths and figures. We all know the price we have to&amp;nbsp;pay for this laziness, piles of hw waiting for us to be complated by the&amp;nbsp;end of the holiday.&amp;nbsp;I'm consider lucky to be able to manage to&amp;nbsp;finish it on time, you should see how some of them rushing to complete it on Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I can't wait for this saturday. It's Mooncake festival. Most probably there won't be any celebration at my hse this year cuz my bro will be having his PMR next week.&amp;nbsp;Even I myself also felt worried for him. Hopefully he'll be able to excel it. I still hope to light up some lanterns. Going to&amp;nbsp;pujuk Ian to play with me, haha!&amp;nbsp;Okla, tat's it for now. 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text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-5404625432379854095?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/5404625432379854095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/5404625432379854095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/5404625432379854095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SsMnsGuZRwI/AAAAAAAAAwU/2OhI2AZ0Yrg/s72-c/lost_symbol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-2518038125476736118</id><published>2009-08-31T13:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T14:32:04.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To my love &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SpttRTVybKI/AAAAAAAAAwE/VGvwvIy8UxQ/s1600-h/i-love-you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376010724213681314" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SpttRTVybKI/AAAAAAAAAwE/VGvwvIy8UxQ/s320/i-love-you.jpg" style="display: block; height: 277px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 311px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Made a wish,&lt;br /&gt;I can dream&lt;br /&gt;I can be what&lt;br /&gt;I want to be&lt;br /&gt;Not afraid to live life&lt;br /&gt;And fulfil my fantasies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt a lot of tricks to help me live my life&lt;br /&gt;You helped me find my paradise&lt;br /&gt;When you came, you were like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine through my window&lt;br /&gt;That's what you are&lt;br /&gt;My shining star&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Making me feel&lt;br /&gt;I'm on top of the world&lt;br /&gt;Telling me I'll go far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching out, for new heights&lt;br /&gt;You inspired me to try&lt;br /&gt;Felt the magic inside&lt;br /&gt;And I felt that I could fly&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking at the world in an optimistic light&lt;br /&gt;You made me appreciate my life&lt;br /&gt;'Cos when you came you were like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine through my window&lt;br /&gt;That's what you are&lt;br /&gt;My shining star&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Making me feel like&lt;br /&gt;I'm on top of the world&lt;br /&gt;Telling me I'll go far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the calm&lt;br /&gt;I am the storm&lt;br /&gt;You are the breeze that carries me on&lt;br /&gt;When I set adrift&lt;br /&gt;You anchor me&lt;br /&gt;You're there for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine (oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;That's what you are&lt;br /&gt;My shining star&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Making me feel&lt;br /&gt;I'm on top of the world&lt;br /&gt;Telling me that I'll go far&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine through my window&lt;br /&gt;That's what you are&lt;br /&gt;My shining star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Making me feel&lt;br /&gt;I'm on top of the world&lt;br /&gt;Telling me that I'll go far&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine through my window&lt;br /&gt;That's what you are&lt;br /&gt;My shining star&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Making me feel&lt;br /&gt;I'm on top of the world&lt;br /&gt;Telling me that I'll go far&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;My star, my star.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-2518038125476736118?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/2518038125476736118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-my-love-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/2518038125476736118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/2518038125476736118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-my-love-3.html' title='To my love &lt;3'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SpttRTVybKI/AAAAAAAAAwE/VGvwvIy8UxQ/s72-c/i-love-you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-6206180788778028257</id><published>2009-07-22T08:51:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T09:46:09.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy morning..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was woke up by Ian's call this morning at 6.30 am..then another friend called me to wake me up again cuz we were having ALSCO meeting at 7.30 am. It was so cold when I 1st woke up, practically shivering from head to toe. It was drizzling, the air was damp. I really felt skipping the meeting and continue sleeping until 10 am. After all my class starting at 11.30 am. But you know I don't do that so well, now it's 9 am and I'm here at the library, wasting away all my sleeping time, onlining and blogging. Gosh the air condition here makes me felt super sleepy now, wonder can I take a nap on the couch... I'll do that later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been ages since me last post. I've been busy for the whole week in college for ALSCO meetings and preparation for our upcoming event which is the Amazing Hunt on this Friday. You can roughly guess from the title about what is going to happen on Friday. Yea, basically, it's like a treasure hunt, ppl run around to search for the so called amazing "treasure" which I think erm... a bit over described...shhh..it's a secret..hahaha..We're busy preparing all the materials we need and posted up fliers at the A Levels Department. Oh! and I'm very proud of the fliers we made. Haha! Really, I salute Joanne, the mastermind behind this, her work is amazing! I'm having fun time with my ALSCO members, they are all great and can come up with many crazy ideas. I'm really hoping that the event will go on perfetcly according to our plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend was superb. I had a fun birthday party on Saturday. Many of my friends came, we had a great time catching up with each other. I miss my high school friends dearly..we'll nvr get those friendship in college. Not to say college is sad, in fact it's quite fun, but then when it comes to friends, we hardly can find one REALLY REALLY good friend. Okay, come back to last Saturday, my relatives were there too. I finally got to introduce Ian to all my relatives and I'm glad that I received positive responses not only from them but also from my sister's friend's =P It's such a relieve! The party was like a gathering to meet up friends which I had not seen for quite sometime.We had a good time chatting, gossiping and joked like old times. Bee Tao, my friend from Semenyih came along cuz she juz came back from Kedah on a break. Lucky she got along with my friends bcuz at 1st I was a lil worried whether she will be lonely or not. And i felt guilty for not spending more time with her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party ends about 11 something and by the time we finished clearing up, it's almost midnight. Ian stayed overnight at my house as it was too late to fetch him back. Lucky my parents didn't object it. So both of us stayed up late, chatting and at the same time watching movie until 5 am. Actually the "watching movie" was just an excuse to stay up late cuz my parents sure will nag us if they know we chatted until so long..Time passed so damn fast when you are having a good time. It was like just a blink then its 5 am. We slept after that cuz my eyes were barely open. Ian woke up earlier cuz he said that he couldn't sleep well. I slept until 9 am.He fried rice for my breakfast..weeeee~~ Though it's far from perfection, but I felt so nice having someone to cook for me..so sweet of him. THANKS DEAR!&lt;/em&gt;(^_^)&lt;em&gt;.I played a few songs on the piano since there's nothing for us to do while waiting for my parents to wake up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Later, we went back to Ian's house for him to get changed. Hang out there for a while, watching some funny videos. Then we went to Metro Kajang, ate our lunch at the food court and then watched Harry Potter and The Half Blood Prince. The show was lasted 2 hours and 40 minutes and it's quite nice but then not v interesting. I don't know whether is it me only or everyone felt that..it juz...not that great. But then I enjoyed it to pass free time and more importantly, spent more time with Ian. After that, we went home bout 6 something. We were spending more than 24 hours in a row together. weee~~~~ It's a whole new experience for me...wonder when can we have such moments again&lt;/em&gt; =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The days ahead will be packed of activities for me. I even have an interview with the SSD coming friday, the same day as my ALSCO event going on. WTH! Lucky I'm charge of the starting point so I can attend the interview after the participants go to the respective stations. I'm crossing my fingers and pray hard that my interview will go on well. Let's just hope for the best. I'll stop here for now, going to get some breakfast from the cafeteria. Bye bye! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;p/s: I'll upload the pictures of the party when I get home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-6206180788778028257?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/6206180788778028257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/07/sleepy-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/6206180788778028257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/6206180788778028257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/07/sleepy-morning.html' title='Sleepy morning..'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-3110454533264664407</id><published>2009-07-06T21:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T18:19:16.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to meeeeeeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm turning 18 in 2 days. I dunno I should be feeling happy o sad bout it. I feel happy cuz I'm one step closer to be adult means more freedom, but on the other hand, I'm getting OLD! lol..But one thing for sure, I had my best bday celebration ever=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian brought me out to celebrate my bday on Saturday. We went to MV in the morning. And heck! the cinema was so damn packed, the queue was v v v long. Lucky we still managed to buy tickets for Ice Age 3. The tickets for Transformer were fully sold out/booked for that whole day. Well its not surprising as that movie is a BOMB! We bought the 11.30 show but there's some delay due to technical problem so the movie started bout 12 pm. After the movie, we went to waked around then had our lunch in this Hong Kong Restaurant named Chopsticks. It's my 1st visit thr and it's not bad.Later we walked around until about 4 something b4 going back to Kajang for my big surprise which dear had planned for over a month (according to him la). He kept giving me hints making me even more anxious and excited bout his plan. Seriously, b4 this, i was clueless bout his plan. So, when we reached Kjg, my sis fetched back home 1st cuz Ian used the "excuse" that he needed to borrow our toilet. N I nvr it was in his plan all this while. After I went upstairs for awhile then came down, he was there at my living room holding a huge white teddy bear and a cake on the other hand for me. I was so totally shocked n I think i yelled OMG so loudly. My dad was there too and he was practically laughing at my expression. *Speechless* I'm really touched by him...dear, thanks a lot! Then my family and Ian sang bday song for me and we ate the cake. It's Chocolate Vanilla from Suki Bakery. yummmyy! Later in the evening, Ian followed us to Tesco for grocery shopping. Actually i felt bad that he needed to help us to move the things around cuz I knew he was quite tired at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Both of us went to dinner at 21 Century Cafe in Bukit Mewah. There's many people there, i think it's because of weekend. We waited lk almost for an hour to have our food served and we dint even get all the food we ordered. We ended up canceling a few cuz it's almost 10 pm. We did chat much while waiting and I think i said something that made him teared. And seeing him teared I too can't hold back my emotions.Oppssy, I was not suppose to make him and on that special day...He drove back to Semenyih, we chatted a lil longer in the car. At that moment, I was really wishing that I could turn back time to start all over that meaningful day again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear, really thanks for everything you done for me. You made me felt so special, and made me realised how important I am in your heart. It will forever be one of the sweetest moment of my life. I love you even more now..miss you so much in college. I wish i can bring teddy along with me here.Many many many *hugs and kisses* for you =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355657721249422178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SlMeUm2mW2I/AAAAAAAAAuk/2hNg9ZnAhwA/s320/P7040772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355657711818204946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SlMeUDuBZxI/AAAAAAAAAuc/18M4urHI8cU/s320/P7040770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355657724052936386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SlMeUxTAlsI/AAAAAAAAAus/rf2ApQy1iiA/s320/P7040778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355658961510105954" style="DISPLAY: block; 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&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355658977488893154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SlMfdutbdOI/AAAAAAAAAvU/OnzpZG-WTDc/s320/P7040809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355658987672850690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SlMfeUpeUQI/AAAAAAAAAvk/bWiNpoZGPEw/s320/P7040822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355660025031620578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SlMgatHE9-I/AAAAAAAAAvs/37eP4FMEmWE/s320/P7040818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355658986013545042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SlMfeOd3UlI/AAAAAAAAAvc/zOnqjR6iCmg/s320/P7040823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355660029270730338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SlMga85wpmI/AAAAAAAAAv0/s1_7GqtAfLY/s320/P7040817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355658973440363554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SlMfdfoLzCI/AAAAAAAAAvM/TXyurh2mqMs/s320/P7040840.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-3110454533264664407?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/3110454533264664407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-to-meeeeeeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/3110454533264664407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/3110454533264664407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-to-meeeeeeee.html' title='Happy Birthday to meeeeeeee'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SlMeUm2mW2I/AAAAAAAAAuk/2hNg9ZnAhwA/s72-c/P7040772.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-2500735326186794291</id><published>2009-07-02T00:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T14:48:59.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you believe in luck?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have a feeling that I'm having bad luck for the past few days especially last Friday. My family was suppose to go to Hainan for vacation but then something happened in the airport and so we ended up travelling to Ipoh &amp;amp; Penang. You muz be wondering why..?? Actually I'm sick of explaining one by one which I had been doing since last Friday. In a nutshell, I blame it on bad luck. Haih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I had fun in Penang. After our unfortunate event in the airport, everyone was actually quite miserable and sad plus super irritated. Then, we decided to go to Penang since dad and bro had took off from work and school respectively. So, why waste it. We traveled on Friday itself. 1st we went to Ipoh and stayed there for one night. As usual, we'll be going around searching for new local delicacies (jln jln cari makan) hehehe. We did found some new food to try out. Dad was hoping to eat some durian there but then *ahem* some us against it....okok, it's me who against it. I hate durian smell, to make it worse when someone burped together with the smell of digested durian from the stomach..ewww.. Anyway, they are going to eat it this Sunday....without me of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we traveled to Penang. We stayed in a beach side hotel at Batu Ferengghi. I love the sea view from my hotel room! Unfortunately, I didn't have the chance to go for a walk at the each cuz our schedule was v pack. So can see, can't go feel the sand and the sea. Anyway, when we visit Penang every time, there's one food that I sure looking forward to eat which is Penang rojak. Yummyyy!! People will be wondering how am I suppose to enjoy my Penang trip when I don't eat spicy food like laksa and prawn mee. They say I miss many out many delicious food. But then, I never had that problem and I don't find it regretful. On Sunday night, we went to watch Transformer at Gurney Plaza. Lucky we bought the tickets a day earlier cuz there's so many people there and it's almost full house for every show. Gosh, that movie was superb! My heart was beating as I watched it. For me, I feel that it's one of the best movie I ever saw until now. I have the feeling of re watch it again. Transformer 2 i definitely exciting yet thrilling, especially the ending where the Autobots fought with the Decepticons and the Fallen which left me almost breathless. Not to forget that I shopped too though its not a lot but its satisfying. I bought a few shirts and a bracelet from Kek Lok Si.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we travel back south, we visited Kellie's Castle in Batu Gajah. It's actually an abandon castle which originally belonged to Sir William Kellie Smith. Unfortunately, the castle was not completed due to the passing of Sir William. We ventured from room to room, corridor to corridor in the castle. I took some pictures there too. We lest bout 4.30 pm, then went to Tualang to have our dinner before travelling back to Kajang. We had a great vacation overall. But then it's such a waste that we don't get to visit Hainan Island. Hopefully, there will be another chance in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today, I went for lunch with Ian at Kajang Prima. Ian was complaining that his discipline teacher threat hen to cut his hair if he don't cut it by today. Lol! So, after lunch, I accompanied him to cut his hair at a hair salon named Sense at Bandar Teknologi. It's my 1st visit to the salon. Ian had his hair cut short. Hopefully that teacher will show mercy and let him off. Ian kept hinting me on this Saturday plan. He actually planned a/two surprises for me as my birthday present and heck! I still left with no clue on whatever his plan. According to him, he have planed it for over a month. That's so sweet and thoughtful of him. I know he put a lot of effort to give me a wonderful birthday. I love you so much dear! Thanks for everything you done me, I'll really really appreciate it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353546495352831490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SkueLFgK_gI/AAAAAAAAAsk/U_jc6jrSCTg/s320/P6280680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353546476232650770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SkueJ-RkMBI/AAAAAAAAAsE/b-vMwZMvODg/s320/P6260583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353553417729451698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SkukeBXXprI/AAAAAAAAAtU/wM_Bel3CB-0/s320/P6270597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353554764567028674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SkulsaueI8I/AAAAAAAAAts/N5C8RtjuVac/s320/P6270606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dim Sum for breakfast in Ipoh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353748946569411394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SkxWTTDkO0I/AAAAAAAAAuM/vufYB8TUt1o/s320/P6280681.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mom and sis busy shopping ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353546486015062226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SkueKit38NI/AAAAAAAAAsU/JLPUW6aNSzc/s320/P6270642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353546490657413106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SkueK0Asl_I/AAAAAAAAAsc/gAA5NfMpUZM/s320/P6270626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lunch at Bagan Lalang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353549984057350562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SkuhWJ8JWaI/AAAAAAAAAs8/xkG0d8SIsBw/s320/P6280650.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Kek Lok Si&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353748928428199394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SkxWSPeXTeI/AAAAAAAAAt0/19cJHLJZD7w/s320/P6280643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tortoises ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353549976187468722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SkuhVsn0e7I/AAAAAAAAAs0/XGE9uL_vZK8/s320/P6280670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353748931226095266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SkxWSZ5bzqI/AAAAAAAAAt8/kDhXQusZvGs/s320/P6280660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353549971389672338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SkuhVav765I/AAAAAAAAAss/DYNhJ3Srm0w/s320/P6280669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353549990660195746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SkuhWiiYxaI/AAAAAAAAAtE/LbZlMc-GXPE/s320/P6290684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My family @ Kelie's Castle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353553424430012386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SkukeaU6F-I/AAAAAAAAAtc/XO1c79_Kt9Q/s320/P6290687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353748937237835218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SkxWSwSvrdI/AAAAAAAAAuE/R2SO41Q2dCw/s320/P6290742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;There are many stories about the spirit of Sir William spotted at this corridor *spoky*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353549995313689154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SkuhWz33ckI/AAAAAAAAAtM/sp_V8n0Bx4s/s320/P6290752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353553434093064498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Skuke-UwkTI/AAAAAAAAAtk/L4-wFNHw_gs/s320/P6290767.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;LASTLY.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;TAAADDAAA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353748951839114242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SkxWTmr9hAI/AAAAAAAAAuU/ISjZszgI-Yk/s320/P7010768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian having his hair cut yesterday =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-2500735326186794291?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/2500735326186794291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/07/do-you-believe-in-luck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/2500735326186794291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/2500735326186794291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/07/do-you-believe-in-luck.html' title='Do you believe in luck?'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SkueLFgK_gI/AAAAAAAAAsk/U_jc6jrSCTg/s72-c/P6280680.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-8428435069418309056</id><published>2009-06-25T17:27:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T17:59:14.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Nancy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351195757319416946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SkNEMH6Z7HI/AAAAAAAAArc/N3OYoT1hgqc/s320/25062009433.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;This&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;pretty&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;girl&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;turned&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;s!&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We celebrated Nancy's birthday at Pizza Hut today. Me &amp;amp; Ian shared to buy a chocolate cake for her. Then, 6 of us (Me, Ian, Glynn, May Yee, Mei Qi &amp;amp; Pei Qi) treated Nancy a lunch. May God by her side always. She'll always be my best friends for now &amp;amp; forever. Love her! *Many hugs &amp;amp; kisses* for her &lt;/em&gt;=)&lt;em&gt; And again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;18TH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff33;"&gt;NANCY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351195750077746866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SkNELs72zrI/AAAAAAAAArM/a2f09yKpDaQ/s320/25062009428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351195752490843154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SkNEL17LvBI/AAAAAAAAArU/i7HNX8YgK1Q/s320/25062009430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351196423318157586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SkNEy484ORI/AAAAAAAAAr0/UvZtPki3ZI0/s320/25062009432.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Chocolate Gateau from Suki Bakery..yummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351196425638638050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SkNEzBmH8eI/AAAAAAAAAr8/ZGbTzm5u2W8/s320/25062009437.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351195766033194114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SkNEMoX7nII/AAAAAAAAArk/zQFHhh1Gy3o/s320/25062009442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We gave her the biggest share of cake but of course she end up eating a smaller piece &lt;/em&gt;=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/em&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/7472454979283712067-8428435069418309056?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/8428435069418309056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-nancy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/8428435069418309056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/8428435069418309056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-nancy.html' title='Happy Birthday Nancy!'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SkNEMH6Z7HI/AAAAAAAAArc/N3OYoT1hgqc/s72-c/25062009433.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-7075566450870715762</id><published>2009-06-25T00:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T01:06:56.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life...for now..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Yea yea, i know most of you got fed up reading my post about me ranting how bored is my life when everyone seems lk so busy. But hey, after this week my life will be much more exciting. But before that must enjoy this holiday kao kao 1st. I'm going off to China is less than 2 days, going for a vacation with my family. It's been quite sometime my whole family goes for a vacation together since jie went to Russia d. I think after this it will be even harder for us have a family time together as I will be starting my college soon. Jie will be in Msia for 2 months then fly back to Russia again. So, I must really enjoy this trip as much as I can. Besides, I'm looking forward for one thing/activity.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;~~Shopping!!~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hehe! Every time think of it my adrenaline will shoot high. Oh God, pls be shopping areas there, preferable clothes n accessories, not only seafood displays:) There's only one thing I'll &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; miss while in China besides my bed is of course &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;my dear Ian&lt;/span&gt;. Muz take care oh my dear, make sure you muz be as healthy as before I go China. If possible, gain kilos within these few days.LOL! Six days without talking n hearing any news for you actually make me quite worried. I'll be wondering what you doing everyday, how's school, how's work, how ya feeling that day..Hopefully everything will be fine. I'm looking forward for 4th July. Hehe! Love you always! *Muackss*&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Today I went out to Metro Kajang. Suppose to watch Transformer at the newly renovated cinema. But then, dunno la what happen, the cinema will only show that movie starting Friday wtf. I was so eager to watch it, haih..Then, meet up Ian for lunch together with his frens at McD which end up no one eating anything cuz we're still full at that time. We then decided to watch Night at the Museum 2 again cuz Liz haven't watch it yet. That's movie is still as hilarious as the first time I saw it. Lucky it's Wednesday so the tickets are quite cheap, only 6 bucks! Not bad rite..? Though the cinema is not as good as GCS or TGV, but it's way better than last time. At least the seats are more comfortable and the most important is the a/c is working perfectly unlike last time, I rmb the whole cinema is lk quite stuffy. After that, we went back by bus. Seriously, I really think I'm hopeless in taking bus, I don't even know which bus num to take. I must jia you d, next time have to take bus back and forth from college. But still will be a bit nervous initially. Hopefully I'll master it...err..soon i guess..hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's all for now. I'll update my blog after my vacation along with many pics. Hoping my dream tonight will be as wonderful as the previous nights&lt;/em&gt; =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-7075566450870715762?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/7075566450870715762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-lifefor-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/7075566450870715762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/7075566450870715762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-lifefor-now.html' title='My life...for now..'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-8536533817006144888</id><published>2009-06-18T19:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T20:56:22.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A for "aha!", B for " Bulls**t!", C for "Crap!", D for 'Damn it!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forgive my language &lt;/em&gt;^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Lol, I'm trying to release all my anger here. It's been ages since i update my blog. I juz recovered my computer this afternoon cuz it was taken away to reformat due to invasion of virus. N guess what, juz as my computer back, my internet connection decided to take off. What the heck! Lucky it came back in time for me to chat with my sis. Oh yeah! Sis is coming back on sat..yohoooooo!! Just on time to celebrate Father's Day. I can see Mom &amp;amp; Dad are very excited bout it.Hehehe! One week without computer was totally tormenting, torturing, suffering, whatever related to it..ONE WEEK, 7 DAYS! Oh my goodness, i'm sick of read, sleep and eat the whole day. That's total suckey &gt;_&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dad bringing us to Hainan Island, China next Friday. Yipppee!! Actually we are worried bout the AH1N1 pandemic but then who cares bout that when you got to enjoy and shopping! At least that's what I looking forward for ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Hainan, here I come!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm starting college in Jul 6. Moving in the hostel on 5th Jul, I'm praying that I'll get a good roommate. At least the rooms are air-conditioned, *phew* Couldn't wait to start my college life. I'm feeling v excited yet nervous at the same time. Wonder how different college life will be, will I be able to catch up with everything especially study part cuz I didn't touch a single " educational" book for this half year. Then, there's this worry bout making new circle of friends. Anyway, life is all bout changes and I'm preparing myself to face them and embrace God's plan for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For my dear, I don't know whether you have make your decision or not. I know it's tough for you but then remember I'll be supporting you oh! Good luck &amp;amp; all the best k! Muacksss &lt;/em&gt;(^_^) &lt;em&gt;My heart will be forever by your side 24/7 :) ~1314520~( Hehe, I'm sure you know what it means&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-8536533817006144888?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/8536533817006144888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-aha-b-for-bullst-c-for-crap-d-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/8536533817006144888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/8536533817006144888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-aha-b-for-bullst-c-for-crap-d-for.html' title='A for &quot;aha!&quot;, B for &quot; Bulls**t!&quot;, C for &quot;Crap!&quot;, D for &apos;Damn it!&quot;'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-6648040792081440673</id><published>2009-06-05T15:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T21:46:47.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caro, ti amo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh I had another great date with Ian on Wednesday. We had our breakfast @ Tong Shen then went to MV by train. First time had spent the whole day with him from breakfast to lunch then had dinner together &lt;/em&gt;(^_^)&lt;em&gt;. We were out at 8.30 am and I reached back home bout 10 pm. And we had two movies in one day, Angels &amp;amp; Demons and Night At The Museum 2. We watched NATM2 1st. Oh that movie was totally hilarious, I had a good time LMAO :P Then we had our lunch @ Bistro Delifrance cuz we had trouble of deciding what to eat so juz patroning Delifrance again. Besides, I love the gralic bread there. Ian ordered a set lunch which consisted of deep fried fish with arabian sauce, mushroom soup, dessert and root beer. The main course was quite delicious, same goes to the garlic bread and potato wedges. I was so full, hardly able to walk straight after the lunch. Then, we watched Angels &amp;amp; Demons at 2.30 till 5 pm. A&amp;amp;D was quite interesting although I read the book already b4 this. The story line was a lil diff from the actual one. I still prefer the novel one, maybe because the book explained it more thoroughly while the movie cut out many scences. We hanged out at MV until 6 plus then only went back. The sad case was the station was so damn packed, we missed out 2 trains b4 boarding the next one cuz they were so packed, ppl were standing barely an inch from each other. Even the train we went on was super jamed, we were squeezed lk pancake. Lucky got Ian holding me all the time, afraid that I'll get lost. Though we waited quite long b4 got to board the train, I felt the time passed quite fast at the station cuz we listened to songs and Ian was singing to me all the time. Awwww..I love his voice&lt;/em&gt; (^.^) &lt;em&gt;He definitely has the potential to sing. We finally reached Kjg at almost 8 pm then went for dinner @ The Beach at Kajang Prima. We talked for awhile then went back home. We had a total wonderful day minus the sardined packed train.Oh ya, there's actually very good news on that day which is Ian got JPA scholarship to go to Aussie after his pre-u. He still don't have his last decision yet whether to accept it or not, but then no matter what, its still a great news worth celebrating. Congrates Liang! Your real life has just begun and you have a bright path for your future after this. While for me, I'm confirm going to start my A Level In Sunway University College in July. Though not JPA scship was quite disappointing, I won't give up now. I'll do my very best in my pre-u studies and there's still hope in the future :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343827252023949890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SikWkqnwekI/AAAAAAAAAqc/W6WnF-mryfw/s320/03062009344.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I just love to take his pictures :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SikWlh6O0XI/AAAAAAAAAq8/ahBCw27Orn4/s1600-h/03062009355.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343827266865385842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SikWlh6O0XI/AAAAAAAAAq8/ahBCw27Orn4/s320/03062009355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343827253663018866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SikWkwuir3I/AAAAAAAAAqk/Xbzc7EXFizQ/s320/03062009353.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343827258896862146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SikWlEOYy8I/AAAAAAAAAqs/-w5PTjKYiO8/s320/03062009347.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ian so fascinated by the Transformer exhibition and sales..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I love the pic below:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343839103366550866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SikhWgUBVVI/AAAAAAAAArE/vEkLY7iCag4/s320/03062009374.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Guess what is he thinking..???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-6648040792081440673?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/6648040792081440673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/06/caro-ti-amo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/6648040792081440673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/6648040792081440673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/06/caro-ti-amo.html' title='Caro, ti amo'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SikWkqnwekI/AAAAAAAAAqc/W6WnF-mryfw/s72-c/03062009344.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-4697743970686126765</id><published>2009-05-28T21:22:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:12:53.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My heart will always be with you..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Went out for lunch with Ian today at Yellow Corner. I reach kjg around 12 pm so I went to wash out some pictures and looked around Parkson and eventually bought another water bottle to replace the one I lost in KMK. Lucky it's exactly the same like the lost one, i love the design of the bottle. Since I have nothing to do d in Metro so went to Yellow Corner around 12.30 pm and waited Ian there while reading CLEO. Taylor Swift is on the cover this month and oh my! she soooooo gorgeous! Yay! Ian reached bout 1 pm, we shared a plate of mushroom fried rice since he's still full and I couldn't finished it up all by myself. Then, we went to Chip Lee and bought some stationery. We talked in the car for awhile, I finally have the courage to spill out my probs and feelings to him. Seriously, I couldn't hold them longer, there's like a time bomb in me that waiting juz for the moment to explode. N I not sure how long I can stand or ignore the feeling of jealousy. I'm not angry at anyone else except me. I can find a thousand reasons to hate myself but not him. It just... I dunno.....love I guess. Felt lot better after talking face to face with Ian. We even had an agreement, which is to spend time on chatting on Wed, Sat and Sun. Not that the rest of the days we can't talk to each other but less time. I want him to focus more on studies and this is also to help me to make myself adapt to that when I leave for college next time cuz I realised that what Mom say is true. After I start to study, I couldn't have so much time anymore to chat and spend time everyday with him while coping with my studies. I know it'll be very hard at first given that I chat with him almost every night now but then all it takes is time to make myself adapt to it. I rather I suffer now than crying over it when I start college. Ian, I hope you understand it. I'm sorry if all these make you sad, regret or fed up, but I need to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tomorrow, 29/5/09 will be our 5 months anniversary. When look back, there's so much things have changed. There's happy ones and not to forget sad ones. But I'll only craved those joyful times with you in my memory. I hope same to you also. I made a memory book for both of us to keep all those beautiful poems you made for me cuz I really love and appreciate every single of them. I took about one week to complete it, hoping that it will cheer you up. I hope it really does. I made a memory in my mind the picture of your surprise and happy reaction this afternoon when I showed it to you. Your reaction is like a baby who got his first toy, surprised, happy and at the same time wondering what is it. And I wont forget the way you look at me with those eyes that really melts my heart. I took some pictures of each pages in the book. Here they are~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sh6SQmug9bI/AAAAAAAAAqU/8HNvLCR5Ot4/s1600-h/28052009335.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340867022079194546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sh6SQmug9bI/AAAAAAAAAqU/8HNvLCR5Ot4/s320/28052009335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The cover&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340866481117317090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sh6RxHfJx-I/AAAAAAAAAp8/t5i314tC15A/s200/28052009332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sh6SIkvjvTI/AAAAAAAAAqM/Rhzvj5Xb_WY/s1600-h/28052009336.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340866884107746610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sh6SIkvjvTI/AAAAAAAAAqM/Rhzvj5Xb_WY/s200/28052009336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340866476099873970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sh6Rw0y5rLI/AAAAAAAAAp0/42mWMuy6iaI/s200/28052009328.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340866119290585330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sh6RcDk8API/AAAAAAAAAps/EEGHHuuJkbA/s200/28052009327.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340866117990204210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sh6Rb-u5wzI/AAAAAAAAApk/kuBIp0r1gB4/s200/28052009326.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340866112135075922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sh6Rbo67mFI/AAAAAAAAApc/KqpWBe9V_wo/s200/28052009325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340865435145472130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sh6Q0O8CCII/AAAAAAAAApU/8V9a5u9yxCI/s200/28052009324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ian, no matter how many times I repeated, I don't get bored to say I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy 5 months anniversary to both of us!Yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And Happy Dumpling Festival to everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-4697743970686126765?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/4697743970686126765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/05/went-out-for-lunch-with-ian-today-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/4697743970686126765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/4697743970686126765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/05/went-out-for-lunch-with-ian-today-at.html' title='My heart will always be with you..'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sh6SQmug9bI/AAAAAAAAAqU/8HNvLCR5Ot4/s72-c/28052009335.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-7183580783907305276</id><published>2009-05-26T18:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:14:42.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Specially for my dear sis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy 21st Birthday jie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;*Throw confetti n sweets*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;* You Strip Dancing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;HAHHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I know you'll do that if given a chance..Omg! Couldn't believe you're 21 d. It's seems lk just yeaterday we celebrated your 20th one. But trust me, we'll have another one this year. This's the 1st year we celebrate your bday using video cam and you thousands miles away from home. But it's okay, you'll be home in just 3 weeks. Jie, you are always my best sis ever. I miss the sisters time we had at home. Always love you! Everyone at home is waiting for your return. Really looking forward for it. Muacksss ^.^ Remember these pics(below)? Seriously, we need to take new n updated pics together when you back home..look at these and you'll know why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ShvDjfTVfAI/AAAAAAAAApE/Lw-uTCqv2GY/s1600-h/Photo-0207.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340076797643291650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ShvDjfTVfAI/AAAAAAAAApE/Lw-uTCqv2GY/s320/Photo-0207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ShvDjWrAhQI/AAAAAAAAAo8/6g7NCt5x1lA/s1600-h/Photo-0275.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340076795326661890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ShvDjWrAhQI/AAAAAAAAAo8/6g7NCt5x1lA/s320/Photo-0275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340075636724139154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ShvCf6ipBJI/AAAAAAAAAo0/-WsuY96YC9Y/s320/Photo0244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: To anyone reading this post, I know you are trying your best not to burst into laughter to look at my muka tembam and my childish hairstyle. Even I myself couldn't stop laughing when see this. So go ahead and laugh~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-7183580783907305276?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/7183580783907305276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/05/specially-for-my-dear-sis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/7183580783907305276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/7183580783907305276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/05/specially-for-my-dear-sis.html' title='Specially for my dear sis'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ShvDjfTVfAI/AAAAAAAAApE/Lw-uTCqv2GY/s72-c/Photo-0207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-6335595502309961133</id><published>2009-05-24T16:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T17:03:18.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gossips!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hot gossips are like hot potatoes, must be digested while its hot and fresh, if it cools down, it doesnt taste that nice anymore. It's marvellous during hot days lk now. Even better if comes with juicy gossips.Eh, I'm talking bout gossips not potatoes..lol..i think the hot weather makes me gone crazy. I'm gonna continue my hot hot fresh gossips/kaypo-ing with sis. Bye bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339313201387595058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ShkNEVlC5TI/AAAAAAAAAos/R8eD6bJKkio/s320/werenotgossiping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Exactly~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;p/s: It's totally normal if you don't get what I'm trying to say. But if you do, welcome to my world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-6335595502309961133?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/6335595502309961133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/05/gossips.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/6335595502309961133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/6335595502309961133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/05/gossips.html' title='Gossips!'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ShkNEVlC5TI/AAAAAAAAAos/R8eD6bJKkio/s72-c/werenotgossiping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-3848265723161651984</id><published>2009-05-21T21:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:34:40.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what free person does~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is your mum listed as in your phone?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a girlfriend/boyfriend?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Many girl friends but there's only one very special guy in my life, you know who you are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you watched on television?&lt;br /&gt;HK drama, D.I.E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will tomorrow be better than today?&lt;br /&gt;Hope so, if there's a change in my freaking fixed routines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you live without your cellphone?&lt;br /&gt;No way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing you are looking forward to?&lt;br /&gt;starting college, b4 that going out with dear during school hols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you cry the last time?&lt;br /&gt;Cuz that f**kin JPA schship and Matriks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather fly, drive or travel by train?&lt;br /&gt;Of course fly! but then for normal life, drive is better than taking the train, hate being squashed lk canned sardine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you tan?&lt;br /&gt;err..i guess not, sun is my life time enemy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you cry today?&lt;br /&gt;I had a wonderful day, no way I cried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who did you last see in person?&lt;br /&gt;Ian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you get the t’shirt you are wearing?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My closet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there something that reminds you of someone everytime you see/hear it?&lt;br /&gt;My necklace reminds me of him every single moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing last night at midnight?&lt;br /&gt;Finished up the last episode of HK drama until 1 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you get over people easily?&lt;br /&gt;No, depends on who that person and what he/she did to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you date someone taller than you?&lt;br /&gt;100 %Yes! I need someone taller than me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you hug someone today?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you miss the way things used to be?&lt;br /&gt;Part of it, lk high school life with my friends last time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a friend of the opposite sex that you can talk to?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your life anthing like it was a year ago?&lt;br /&gt;Part of it still the same lk how i still love to sleep, but there's a lot of things changed too especially when comes to relationship part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought of getting your nose pierced?&lt;br /&gt;Not allowed, nvr think of that b4. It must hurt the hell out of me, freakay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What holiday is your birthday closest to?&lt;br /&gt;errr..Merdeka? July has no public hol i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you going out of town soon?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, going to college in July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could change your eye colour, would you?&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm happy with black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you thinking of doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Watch tv while waiting for Ian to on9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you?&lt;br /&gt;Consider fine, still in one piece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your ringtone?&lt;br /&gt;Kiss the rain by Yiruma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened at 10.00am today?&lt;br /&gt;Still in the middle of my sweet dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know anyone with the same birthday as you?&lt;br /&gt;Yup! Mr. Patrick Ng, my chemistry teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever get good morning text from anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Yup, most of the time from Liang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is your cellphone?&lt;br /&gt;here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money or love?&lt;br /&gt;Both, but love as priority. Love makes my world brighter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do your parents really know you?&lt;br /&gt;Consider quite ok cuz I share a lot of my problems and my thoughts with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think someone is thinking of you?&lt;br /&gt;Err, i think so, maybe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think people talk about you?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you laughed at?&lt;br /&gt;Bro's stupid jokes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you wake up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;Phone alarm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at 7 this morning?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dreaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen your best friend cry?&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Almost everyone of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many texts are in your inbox?&lt;br /&gt;200 plus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the last person you texted male or female?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Male&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you argued with anyone today?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your life?&lt;br /&gt;Quite satisfy, hope can be more exciting cuz my life now seriously monotonous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;Moments by Westlife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you shy?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you do yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Watched HK drama, sleep, eat, chat on9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What plans do you have for tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Sleep, eat, on9, watch tv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any summer plans yet?&lt;br /&gt;No, but hope to start college soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last male you hugged?&lt;br /&gt;Lol, Ian, 6 hours ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last female you hugged?&lt;br /&gt;eehhh, ermmm, Nancy, Jeeva and Bee Tao I guess, b4 I left KMK on last Fri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last male you spoke to before you went to sleep last night?&lt;br /&gt;Bro, was asking him to turn off the TV. Mid year exam still can watch tv, haih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you order the last time you had fast food?&lt;br /&gt;Fillet O Fish from McD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did your last incoming text message say?&lt;br /&gt;Just a short one from Ian saying that his bro signed in his msn acc, not kena hack, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you talked to an opposite sex on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon with Ian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last movie you watched at home?&lt;br /&gt;Madagascar 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person that called you?&lt;br /&gt;Bee Tao, was wishing her happy birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think someone is mad at you right now?&lt;br /&gt;Hope there's no one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you want to tag?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyone reading this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-3848265723161651984?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/3848265723161651984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-is-your-mum-listed-as-in-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/3848265723161651984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/3848265723161651984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-is-your-mum-listed-as-in-your.html' title='This is what free person does~~'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-6608103494166822403</id><published>2009-05-21T17:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T18:49:03.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When everyone is busy with their lives, I felt hopeless..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ya, i know i complain a lot lately. I'm turning in granny soon if I don't start working out my mind once again. Felt so lonely, since most of my friends had started school and dear is busy with his school studies and cope with his work. Even Nancy made a sudden decision to come back from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;KMK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and going to start school tomorrow in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;KSH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. When everyone around me start to get on their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lives&lt;/span&gt;, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; help feeling jealous and envy of them. To be serious, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wait to start studying too. This might sound funny if I said it 5 months ago right after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, but now after more than 5 months &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;rotting&lt;/span&gt; at home, school/college turns out to be a place i really want to be where I can be with all my friends. At least someone is there to talk and joke with me, not facing the computer the whole day without anyone I can talk to. During these lonely periods, I really want to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;msg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;/call &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Liang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to find out what he's doing, but then...i realise that he needs his own time and spaces too, given that now he had to cope with both his studies and work. So, I'll turn into another option, the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;TV!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Today, I gathered with my girl friends at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;McD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. We had another "Convent" girl (not!) joined us..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hahhaaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, he self proclaim himself one of us too. I met Nancy at Chip Lee. She was actually not free to join us but she ended up with us too &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I promised to fetch her back home. There's 9 of us at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Mcd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, ( Me, Ian, Nancy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Jia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Wern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Glynn, May &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Yee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Pei &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Qi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Mei &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Qi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Michelle). Suppose to be more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but the rest can't make it. We ate our lunch until 2 plus, then went Chip Lee again &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the girls wanna to buy some books and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;stationery&lt;/span&gt;. I then fetched Nancy, May &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Yee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Glynn back 1st b4 picking up the twins. Eh wait!! (Forgot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;liao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) Its Ian's turn to drive us this time. Thank God everyone arrived home safely..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;hahhaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Me and Ian chatted in the car for a while b4 I sent him back home.As usual I'll be complaining this and that and he'll think from the positive sides. Sometimes I wonder, who can stand all my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;whining&lt;/span&gt; and grumbling besides you. I think one day you'll get fed up with it and ask me to shut up..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;hehhe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! It's almost like 10 days more b4 he'll be free to go out with me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! I just can't wait for someone to bring me out..anywhere will do, just get out of my house. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Mamak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; stalls will be a nice idea too~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I got addicted to this song played by pianist &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Yiruma&lt;/span&gt;. It's called &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kiss The Rain&lt;/span&gt;. The melody is great. Here's the video clip link : &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jCSe66pWNmc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jCSe66pWNmc&lt;/a&gt;. Enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-6608103494166822403?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/6608103494166822403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-everyone-is-busy-with-their-lives.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/6608103494166822403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/6608103494166822403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-everyone-is-busy-with-their-lives.html' title='When everyone is busy with their lives, I felt hopeless..'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-5473689556006396357</id><published>2009-05-17T21:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T22:13:01.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hermits, ma babies..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My 1st outing after one whole week in Kedah is went out with Ian. He came by my house to pick up the F6 books. Then, we went out for lunch in Pizza Hut. Pizza tasted super delicious after one whole week of consuming breads and biscuits. Ian drove this time and I think after this he'll become the driver everytime we go out..hehehehe! After lunch, I buy us an ice cream from BR then walked around metro point. Gosh, so nice to see Liang after one week of suffering in KMK. So relieved to hug him...to chat with him,...to see him. We came across a stall selling small pets and we saw some hermit crabs. They're soooooooooooooooooooooooo cute. Ian bought me 3 of them, cuz buy 2 free 1. I named them Jack, Jacob and JZ. Jacob is the active one, the other two keep on sleep only, like lifeless. I hope they'll last long, at least keep me accompany for a few months b4 I start college. Whoever wants to eat them or hurt them, over ma dead body. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanks dear!! I love you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; *Muackss* You're the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ShAUQrfctyI/AAAAAAAAAok/OjXZtcZr28w/s1600-h/17052009309.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336787835219130146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ShAUQrfctyI/AAAAAAAAAok/OjXZtcZr28w/s320/17052009309.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ShAUQupCAUI/AAAAAAAAAoc/6Hixks6dAXU/s1600-h/17052009304.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336787836064629058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ShAUQupCAUI/AAAAAAAAAoc/6Hixks6dAXU/s320/17052009304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From left: Jacob, JZ and Jack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/em&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/7472454979283712067-5473689556006396357?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/5473689556006396357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/05/hermits-ma-babies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/5473689556006396357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/5473689556006396357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/05/hermits-ma-babies.html' title='Hermits, ma babies..'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ShAUQrfctyI/AAAAAAAAAok/OjXZtcZr28w/s72-c/17052009309.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-1224327959636114793</id><published>2009-05-17T18:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T22:15:59.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation week @ KMK, Changlun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So many events had happened since last friday. Decided to go KMK on Wed, spent the whole day with Ian on Friday and on that day itself i expereince my first heart broken when i found out that I was not selected for JPA scholarship. I really felt my heart brken into pieces, I couldn't hold back myself anymore, I cried the whole night before to Kedah. Dad kept assuring me that he's help me to settle everything here, to appeal and all the stuff, and kept remind me not to be afraid. All those words made me felt a lil relieved but at the same time, I kept wondering, why did I studied so hard all this while, worked hard to achieve my best results not only in my studies, but also for my cocurriculum, and all I got was nothing. But then, I realised God must have His own reason for that. And I realised it the past whole week in Kedah. One week in KMK was unforgettable. There was happy and sad times there. The happy part was that I made many new friends from all over the M'sia. Although out of the 2000+ students, only 98 students are non-bumi there. And all these 98 students are very united as we realised we are the minority there. Everyone is so friendly and help each other in many ways. We had moral activities every single day during the Muslims prayers periods, and during these sessions, we had seniors from last year batch to guide us on KMK life and how to cope with both studies and cocurriculum activities. For the 1st two days, they were quite strict to us, for bring punctual and learn to listen instructions, but then after a few days with them, they were almost like our close friends already, chatting with us and tried their best to answer our quiestions. On the other hand, the sad and worst part of this orientation weeks was the hectic shcedule. We had to wake up at 5 am everyday, bath in the icy cold water not to mention we had to practically rush for the toilets as the number of cubcles not enough. At 6 am, we had to gather at the lecture hall for our morning moral activities while the muslims prayed. Then at 7 am, we had our senamrobik until 8 am. At 8.30 am, we'll be in the tutorial class with our mentor until 12.30 pm. Finally we had our break from 12.30 until 2 pm, but usually we take those time to bath. After 2, we continue the activity until 4 pm. There's one hour break between 4 to 5 pm. Then, got riadah petang from 5 to 7 pm. After 7, we had our moral activities until 9 pm then proceded to talks in either lecture hall or dataran pelajar until 11 pm. Me and Nancy practically survived only on biscuits and breads for the whole 5 days. We even need to eat while walking from one block to another there's no dinner time for us. Not the mention how huge the whole college is and we havta walk in baju kurungs. Our day usually ended after 12 am after bathing and washed the clothes. The the very same activities continue for the next four days. The students were divived into 8 sport houses. Me, Jeeva, Kavitha and Bee Tao were in Gamma while Nancy was in Theta. Me and Nancy represented our houses for Volleyball competetion for the Mini Sukan. Theta got 2nd while my team won 3rd. It was really fun minus the hot sun as I had a very great teammates. Although we didn't get 1st but our spirit was there. I got bruises from the games on my knees and hands but it was worth it. We had Mahjis Penutupan and Sambutan Hari Guru on Friday. The seniors showed us a few vidoes on the events they organised during CNY and Deepavali last year. They seems to be pretty exciting and if I'm there, I'll contest for the student's body posts. A lot of people ask why I came back. The main one was as I'm in acount stream, I need to study 3 out of 4 subjects in BM which then i need to switch back on Eng when i enter U. Dad was not happy with it so decided to bring me back to study A level, most prob in Sunway if I didn't get YSD scholarship. The only thing I'm worry to come back is my friends there especially Nancy. I know she also wants to come back together with me. It really made me sad to see her cried the other day. But then I keep on telling myself I couldnt stop myself from doing what I want just to make other people happy. Ya, so now I'm back home, sleeping on my lovely bed, chatting with my dear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336770565439079042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ShAEjcjBwoI/AAAAAAAAAn0/voKI5EoL_4A/s320/09052009161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Paddy fields&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sg_uEju4ORI/AAAAAAAAAmk/TaNCnkscZkI/s1600-h/10052009171.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336745845536078098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sg_uEju4ORI/AAAAAAAAAmk/TaNCnkscZkI/s320/10052009171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me and Nancy in front of Muzium Padi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336745850917605346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sg_uE3x7z-I/AAAAAAAAAms/dul3oRbWvdY/s320/11052009193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Me and Nancy on the registration day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336769636060173394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ShADtWV1FFI/AAAAAAAAAnM/xT2dePzi1Sc/s320/14052009214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Our hostel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336745850572341874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sg_uE2fngnI/AAAAAAAAAm0/SwKrQf1tp_4/s320/14052009207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My mentor classmates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336745854092123074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sg_uFDmzG8I/AAAAAAAAAm8/HkWI1w5aLa8/s320/13052009199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Gamma vb team members&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336745860244892610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sg_uFahu68I/AAAAAAAAAnE/hg7k32HXjUo/s320/13052009197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Me and Jeeva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336769639741769122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ShADtkDlxaI/AAAAAAAAAnU/nMDp35ZVqZk/s320/14052009226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Having a match with Cima&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336770572944259842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ShAEj4gZuwI/AAAAAAAAAoE/jFddU8XgHPc/s320/14052009234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A.F attending my ankel which was bitten by insect&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336769647293360050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ShADuAMB57I/AAAAAAAAAns/OaveGPqRzHM/s320/14052009265.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take one&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336769644259724242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ShADt04wS9I/AAAAAAAAAnk/ohsbhgn56nY/s320/14052009270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Take two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336770566725748674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ShAEjhVyx8I/AAAAAAAAAn8/pmw3hLeeP4w/s320/13052009200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The guys' vb teams..their games were very exciting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336769646393618642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ShADt81g8NI/AAAAAAAAAnc/LFjduD251HA/s320/15052009294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Majlis Hari Guru&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336770578122881634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ShAEkLzFOmI/AAAAAAAAAoM/GCttYA6yXd4/s320/16052009303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Lunch time on the way back from Alor Star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336770575623434434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ShAEkCfKsMI/AAAAAAAAAoU/HAWe6HFXbgI/s320/16052009301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bruises on my knees T.T&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-1224327959636114793?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/1224327959636114793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/05/orientation-week-kmk-changlun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/1224327959636114793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/1224327959636114793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/05/orientation-week-kmk-changlun.html' title='Orientation week @ KMK, Changlun'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ShAEjcjBwoI/AAAAAAAAAn0/voKI5EoL_4A/s72-c/09052009161.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-2192971619159593646</id><published>2009-05-10T16:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T16:55:12.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi from Kedah</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Yohoo! I finally on9 in Kedah. Cant blog v long. Let me show you guys some pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334115118028440354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SgaVcEEgQyI/AAAAAAAAAmM/wuiHdDVBkpg/s320/Image065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Me and Nancy in front of the Istana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334115528930236994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SgaVz-zIGkI/AAAAAAAAAmc/aA6eQI1v43o/s320/Image021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Paddy field is all we can have there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Got to go now..i'll try to on9 asap after this..bye bye!*Lotsa hugs and kisses* for everyone :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-2192971619159593646?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/2192971619159593646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/05/hi-from-kedah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/2192971619159593646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/2192971619159593646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/05/hi-from-kedah.html' title='Hi from Kedah'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SgaVcEEgQyI/AAAAAAAAAmM/wuiHdDVBkpg/s72-c/Image065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-2282812966977741520</id><published>2009-05-09T00:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T00:50:11.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Jie and all my friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm going off to kedah in 4 hours &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PERMANENTLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MAYBE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I DINT GET JPA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CRAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is most prob the last post for this two weeks until i got my laptop or I miraculously get back here. All of you have to take care ya especially jie! Jie, i hope i got enough time to spend with you b4 you go back to Russia. Looking forward to see you soon. Look like i might need to celebrate my b'day in Kedah. Haih..what to do..Jie, you talk more often with mom and dad k since i wont be able to chat with them for quite sometime. I'm gonna miss you all a lot. Love you! *Muackss*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;p/s: sorry i dint blog bout Mother's day. Here's some pics to see:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333495809340540818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SgRiLjbHB5I/AAAAAAAAAl0/zlYe38apam0/s320/P5070567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333495822444125474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SgRiMUPP3SI/AAAAAAAAAmE/7scUGHlOlqI/s320/P5070569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333495813225797634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SgRiLx5bWAI/AAAAAAAAAl8/nli-IIuOB1g/s320/P5070570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-2282812966977741520?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/2282812966977741520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-jie-and-all-my-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/2282812966977741520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/2282812966977741520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-jie-and-all-my-friends.html' title='To Jie and all my friends'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SgRiLjbHB5I/AAAAAAAAAl0/zlYe38apam0/s72-c/P5070567.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-7511943389057537183</id><published>2009-05-09T00:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T00:34:59.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To my dear Liang..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SgResKMT9sI/AAAAAAAAAls/J4oBEqLeTHU/s1600-h/08052009159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333491971456759490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SgResKMT9sI/AAAAAAAAAls/J4oBEqLeTHU/s320/08052009159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; No matter how far we are, you still have my heart with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey dear, erm..i don't know where to start. Since like now i know the JPA result di, most prob i won't be back until August break then...I'll definitely miss you a lot at there. You must take care ya! Don't work to hard, take care of your health and eat more and on time. I hope can see you get fatter when I'm back. Try not to have a new scar in any parts of your body too. Be careful always, whenever you drive or go out. Don't put too much preasure on yourself bout your work, and have fun with the kids ya! I promise you I'll definitely take care bout myself, wont be so lun chun and be back in one piece.LOL..I had a lot of wonderful memories with you today and I'll take all that with me to Kedah. Pls check out on my bro. Make sure he study ya..I'll ask him to update you with everything. Looking forward to see you again.Muackss *hugs for you*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;I LOVE YOU ALWAYS~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: If got any girls kacau you, tell me too. I fly back straight. *sharpening parang*..hahaha..take care Liang..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/em&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/7472454979283712067-7511943389057537183?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/7511943389057537183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-my-dear-liang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/7511943389057537183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/7511943389057537183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-my-dear-liang.html' title='To my dear Liang..'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SgResKMT9sI/AAAAAAAAAls/J4oBEqLeTHU/s72-c/08052009159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-7634054558383173136</id><published>2009-05-04T14:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T14:53:53.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clUmPSy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wtf! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hurt myself again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%@#$"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;!@#$%@#$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This time is my poor little thumb. Had a plaster all over it. I realised that at least once a month I'll have a plaster stick to which ever part of my body. Even Ian also say I very "lun chun" one, capable of hurting myself everywhere i go. Tell me, how to cure clumsiness?? Haih..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-7634054558383173136?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/7634054558383173136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/05/clumpsy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/7634054558383173136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/7634054558383173136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/05/clumpsy.html' title='clUmPSy'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-8775589612637078708</id><published>2009-04-30T21:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T22:08:00.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BFF outing @ MidValley</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; had another fun day today. I went to KL for two consecutive days and went to MV twice in 24 hours. I thought my parents sure will nag me but surprisingly they didn't. What's happening??!! ahahha..yaya i know i should be grateful for that. Had another train ride to MV this morning with Grace, Suk Che and Glynn. Charissa was suppose to meet us early morning too but she was down with fever so she went to see doctor 1st then only came to join us in the afternoon. We met Tan Wei Kian (sorry is i mis-spelled his name) at the train station. Surprisingly, he still remember us, although he thought my surname was ONG! ahahaha..don't blame him cuz we only met once before in Prom Night. Chatted with him for awhile at MV b4 he went to work. The four of us watched Make It Happen which in my opinion is okay only. Not that bad , the story line was predictable and simple but I like all the dance moves. The whole cinema was quite empty with i think barely 10 people in there plus the stereo behind us was giving out a loud weird sound as if its crashing down anytime. We met Wendy and Henry after the movie ended then went to MPH to check out books. I bought the last book of the Twilight saga, Breaking Dawn after ages waiting for it. Walaoleh, it's freakin' thick and costed me 50 bucks. It's really worth every single penny of my money, no regrets~~We went for lunch at Italiannis in The Garden since it is having a lunch promotion. First time ate Itallian food and the portion was huge! I only managed to stuff in half of the personal margarita pizza and the rest packed home for bro. Then, as usual, girls lk us went windowed shopping while waiting for Charrissa to come. She arrived at around 3 plus, we hanged out together until 5 pm. Dad picked us up at KTM station at 5.30pm. My legs were very sore after all the long walks from yesterday and today. OSIM, I need you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330482919223147250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sfmt-RGVOvI/AAAAAAAAAlk/0PPT1Y7CNjE/s320/P4300566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;In the cinema&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330482511106526866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SfmtmgvvzpI/AAAAAAAAAk8/Ky2ytVF46co/s320/P4300567.JPG" border="0" /&gt; ~Love you girls~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330482516161672674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sfmtmzk_NeI/AAAAAAAAAlE/NpksWS9usrI/s320/P4300569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Having lunch in Italiannis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330482522722112450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SfmtnMBHk8I/AAAAAAAAAlM/7H_ybSy9LdE/s320/P4300570.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Ma lunch! It's huge wei..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330482526346182130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SfmtnZhKffI/AAAAAAAAAlU/4ZKKui0aMpg/s320/P4300577.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330482530543814194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SfmtnpJ9RjI/AAAAAAAAAlc/I7THLpO9YvY/s320/P4300579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This girl turns 18 today and still so naughty~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-8775589612637078708?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/8775589612637078708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/04/bff-outing-midvalley.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/8775589612637078708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/8775589612637078708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/04/bff-outing-midvalley.html' title='BFF outing @ MidValley'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sfmt-RGVOvI/AAAAAAAAAlk/0PPT1Y7CNjE/s72-c/P4300566.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-5581174563016424747</id><published>2009-04-29T22:46:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T00:43:44.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12 hours of pure joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its's 4 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ole Ole Ole Ole!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh yeah babeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you haven't know yet, I'm on cloud nine now, above your head. It has been four months since the moment my life changed. Oh yeah oh yeah! Lolz..you must think I'm 99% insane now. Even me myself couldn't be sure whether I'm still sane or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me and Ian went out for our 6th date now, or 7th date, err..i lost count already. Our day started early today, from 8.30 am. We took the train to KlCC, lucky the crowd at the train station was not packed in the morning. Arrived at KL Sentral about 9.30 am. Ian had his McD breakfast there. Then, took Putra LRT to KlCC. Reached at our destination about 10.30 am. We walked around, later went into Kinokuniya to check out some books. Ian bought me Twilight and some stationery and he too bought his aunt a book about childcare if I'm not mistaken. We hanged out in there for one hour plus. We went out to the front park to take a few pictures. After that, we watched X-Men: Wolverine which is officially shown today but the cinema was not very crowded. Maybe its because today is a weekday. But we did saw a lot of students and kids with school uniforms came to visit the Science fair at PetroSains. Wth..I didn't even got the chance to visit PetroSains before, I'm so outdated..apalah me =.=''..The movie was quite exciting *two thumbs up* (but beware! there's a few scences which are quite violent). The movie ended by 1.45 pm, we went for a lunch at KFC. Ian was so eager to buy the X-meal cuz it has the X-Men free gifts but end up its out of stock.*so sad*. He still bought it though..hahha..I thought can do some shopping there, but the stuffs there are too expensive. We actually windowed shopping from shop to shop and floor to floor to search for necklaces but its all those branded shops that sells stuffs that costs my whole life wages. Both of us walked from LG to 4th floor for two rounds cuz the time was still early. Then, *blink* suddenly this idea popped up in our mind. We decided to drop by MV for our last attempt to search for the necklaces. Ian still bought me cookies and chocolates from Famous Amos b4 we flee to the LRT station. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Love you dear!!&lt;/span&gt; Now, I had a month supply of chocolates. Bye bye diet! Welcome total sugar and fat~~ We were so happy that we thought we were able to catch the LRT on time but then while waiting for the KTM to MV the spoiler of the day appeared. "Ding ding ding ding, perhatian kpd semua penumpang, keretaapi ke Seremban dan MV telah ditangguhkan selama 40 minit" wtff..and the underground area was so terrible hot and we sweated lk hell ( pls remind me not to wear long sleeve shirts anymore after this, not in Msia with the temperature of 40 degrees!)So, we had no choice but to wait for 40 minutes in the oven like area. Almost cancel the plan to MV cuz we were worried bout the time frame. Luckily, we got to board the train and got to MV by 5.30 pm. Started to look around the small stalls for any suitable necklaces and lucky for us that we saw this stall that sells necklaces that we were endlessly searching for. Ian possessed a very good negotiating skills, he managed to save a few bucks for both of us. Bravo! *Claps claps* If next time you want to bargain with sales man, feel free to ask Ian to go with you..hahhahah! Finally, we had the necklaces, rested for awhile then went back home. The train was so crowded..as usual..ppl are packed together like canned sardines. We managed to reach Kajang at 7.30 pm. Oh yeah! I got my personal driver already..hahha..he's on call 24 hours..hahhha..joking only! I wish! Ian &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sent himself &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;back (take note of that) then I got home bout 8 something..phew lucky my parents didn't nag me about it. Oh well, that's all for my wonderful day. I just realised that I went out with him for almost 12 hours today. And i can proudly say that this 12 hours are one of the best moments in my 18 years of life. I'm going out again to MV tomorrow with my bunch of girlfriends. Before that, need to soak my poor legs first in warm water.~chao~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330140929771069442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sfh273HGYAI/AAAAAAAAAj0/3Pi0P-uHlRU/s320/P4290522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330140945869099826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sfh28zFK0zI/AAAAAAAAAkU/ZD5LAPrF1LE/s320/P4290529.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ian&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330143050020080258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sfh43Rp2yoI/AAAAAAAAAkc/8mqrtCR2FoY/s320/P4290531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330143064196783010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sfh44Gd2G6I/AAAAAAAAAk0/7ABWp0hct34/s320/P4290538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tarzan on the move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330143060246577282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sfh433wCwII/AAAAAAAAAks/A4X3R28Cr0I/s320/P4290547.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Candid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330143055284200994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sfh43lQ65iI/AAAAAAAAAkk/KyVrnbxq_SY/s320/P4290544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330140934755497410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sfh28JretcI/AAAAAAAAAj8/Ul1VSpwxdEw/s320/P4290540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This is the best~~:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330140936953424946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sfh28R3gbDI/AAAAAAAAAkE/HDvwTVcy-XM/s320/P4290551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330140943123062930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sfh28o2doJI/AAAAAAAAAkM/vak0JEwuBrE/s320/P4290564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;You know this person?! Call 944 if you do and tell who is he..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-5581174563016424747?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/5581174563016424747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/04/12-hours-of-pure-joy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/5581174563016424747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/5581174563016424747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/04/12-hours-of-pure-joy.html' title='12 hours of pure joy'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sfh273HGYAI/AAAAAAAAAj0/3Pi0P-uHlRU/s72-c/P4290522.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-2238440702916246350</id><published>2009-04-27T14:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T15:06:57.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BFF gathering @ Old Town, Metro Point</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had a wonderful day today, minus the morning hectic schedule. I was supposed to wake up at 9.30, but ended up got up at 10 am. Had a scary nightmare yesterday. I dreamt bout a zombie (Or vampire!) chased after me in a forest and TRIED to kiss me ( hell no way!). WendyO was in there too. Then, a bunch of those scary alien creatures appeared and chased after us the humans. Then , what happened after that was quite blur. After a tremendous shock from waking up late, I went straight to refresh myself then went to fetch Glynn and Grace. Nancy came to join us after a while, we then bought a chocolate cake from Suki Bakery for May Yee. It's her birthday!! There's 7 of us for the gathering, me, Nancy, Grace, Jia Wern, Charissa, Glynn, and May Yee. Surprisingly, Wendy and her bf, Henry were at Metro Point too, so invited them to join along. First time talked face to face with Henry. They dropped by for a while only, then went dating again. The rest of us talked and talked until 12 something. Its been so long we didn't gathered up to chat like just now already. Had much jokes and laughed like during high school time. At bout 12, we sang May Yee a birthday song and ate the cake together. Nancy and JIa Wern went back after that cuz they have to go back to NS camp. 5 of us hang out there until 12.30 pm, then walked a round to do a lil window shopping. Nothing much to see or shop at Metro Point, and it's like so deserted, not much people around. We left at 1 pm, I fetched Glynn back home then went to picked bro up from school. Happy that I'm going out with them again on Thursday to Mid Valley. Definitely looking forward to it ~weeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329261000115916610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SfVWpNtAj0I/AAAAAAAAAjU/fbw0Gd5CoJk/s320/P4270524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Birthday Girl, May Yee!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329261006172735042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SfVWpkRERkI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Aje7KyS-Jwk/s320/P4270531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Chocolate Gateau from Suki Bakery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329261003445202898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SfVWpaGxb9I/AAAAAAAAAjc/fD4lkEB1CFU/s320/P4270547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Grace, me, Charissa, Jia Wern, Nancy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329261010372700834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SfVWpz6aqqI/AAAAAAAAAjs/_GNe5V1xAyY/s320/P4270545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me, Charis, Glynn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329260992249452498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SfVWowZf19I/AAAAAAAAAjM/qUlKcnTp08U/s320/P4270523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Yin&lt;/em&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/7472454979283712067-2238440702916246350?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/2238440702916246350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/04/bff-gathering-old-town-metro-point.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/2238440702916246350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/2238440702916246350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/04/bff-gathering-old-town-metro-point.html' title='BFF gathering @ Old Town, Metro Point'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SfVWpNtAj0I/AAAAAAAAAjU/fbw0Gd5CoJk/s72-c/P4270524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-2934806019110081823</id><published>2009-04-25T20:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T21:15:36.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overdose of everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had overdose of everything ranging from &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sleep&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;chocolates&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;fruits&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;, to &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;online&lt;/span&gt;. I had almost 10 hours of sleep + 3 hours of afternoon nap, ate the whole bar of dark chocolate, two plates of different fruits, endless hours of tv-ing and uncountable time spent onlining. I start to wonder why there's is so much hour is one day, should reduce to 12 hours. The funny thing is that during SPM examinations, I secretly wished that there will be 30 hours a day so I can study more. And now, it's a totally different story. How good if I can jump to any day I want&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;..*ALAKAZAMZAM* *WHOSSH*&lt;/span&gt; There, I'm on Wednesday already..*slap**slap* Day dreaming again..err..wait..i think is "evening dreaming". I started a new HK drama series, The Winter melon Story. It's very funny indeed, although there's some part which I don't get the jokes. Seriously, I need to brush up my Cantonese skills. I was hoping for subtitles either Malay or English but there's only Chinese one which is totally not helping for a banana like me. Then, had a long nap in the afternoon from 3 to 5 plus. I really think I'm a&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:%5E@%5E-to-be"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;^@^-to-be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;. I have decided not to accept the matriculation offer cuz first of all, its in KEDAH!! It's so far! Then , Glynn told me got bomoh one wor..later kena jinx ahahahaha. Secondly, Dad prefer me to do A Level rather than matrix. Thirdly and the most important one, there's&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NO INTERNET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; connection there. Can die wei, dahlah can only come back during semester break, can't go online some more. What's the different between that and jail?? Go there to study study study until insane. I bet I wouldn't be able to survive even for a week.Yup, so I'll definitely not going to Kedah. Oh yeah!! So, currently sit at home, wait for scholarship offer and most prob enrolling in private college to do the A Level. Just hope that the MOE will be kind enough to offer me JPA scholarship.~ May luck always be my side~*miss dear a lot*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Yin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-2934806019110081823?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/2934806019110081823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/04/overdose-of-everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/2934806019110081823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/2934806019110081823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/04/overdose-of-everything.html' title='Overdose of everything'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-4314422561741235517</id><published>2009-04-23T17:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T18:37:40.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yayasan Sime Darby interview (2nd Level)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I went for Yayasan Sime Draby assessment today in Legend Hotel, opposite PWTC. As usual, got up early at 6 am, start travelling at 6.30 am in order to beat the traffic. Lucky can arrive earlier than expected. I was surprise to see some my newly known friends from the initial level were there like Wei Wen, William (Sarawak guy), Jun Yit, Aina. There's a total of 8 of us for today session, which was the last of the 4 days sessions which started on Monday. A total of 32 candidates make it to the 2nd round out of 90 candidates from the initial level. Frankly to say, I'm very surprise to get into this round as I felt that I did not very well in the initial round especially in the online assessment. If I would rate the initial on a 1 to 10 scale, I would gave it 5/10. But for this 2nd round, Omgosh! That's what i call insane, 9.5 out of 10. Its very hard and challenging. We had three presentation task today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st one was individual presentation. Each candidate was given a file full of ETS information and portfolios including their sales turnover for each department and customer surveys. The whole information was about more than 10 pages. And you want to know what's the most exciting thing, each of us only given 30 minutes to prepare our presentation which includes what's the most significant findings from all those charts and survey, what actions in long and short term can be taken to improve the company's profile, and give a time plan to implement all those actions. We were seriously shocked by the task as we have no what so ever idea bout ETS (Evolution Technology System) and we have to absorb as much infos into our pathetic little brain in 30 minutes and at the same time think for solutions and WROTE all the points on pieces of mahjong papers. Just to fill your curiosity, ETS is a leading software company who develops software for business company and helps its clients to manage their IT system. I didn't have the time to go through all the information in details, so just went through briefly, and gave it one shot try for the presentation. All the assessors are the heads of each core business for Sime Darby. I was assessed by a Malay guy. He listened to my presentation then shot me with some questions which some I have never heard before. Lk he asked me about the name of the delivery system which was introduced in Japan recently. =.=''!! It's actually called JIT system (Just In Time System). Anyway, I seriously don't know bout the system so I just told him that I never heard that before and will take note of it in my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my 1st task, i had my group discussion with the rest of the candidates and together with all the assessors in a small hotel room. The discussion also revolve about ETS. The given situation was that ETS which originally based in Penang wanted to relocate its Business and Marketing Unit to a new place as the original site was too crowded. We were suppose to discuss and find out which is the best place to relocate this unit with the given information like the cost to retrain the staffs, new accommodation and office sites, and business travel cost. So based on all the given information (figures again), we have to choose between Cyberjaya, Kulim or Ipoh. We ended up like a debate event with everyone tried to point out their reasons to choose and not to choose a particular area. The 2ND task was about 30 minutes which I felt like 30 hours, lk no ending to all those debates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, right after that, we had the 3rd and last presentation, a role play. Each candidate was given another study case we had to play a certain role. I was asked to play the role of a Product Service Consultant of ETS, Ahmad Roslan. And my client name was Mr. Micheal Lim from Aspren Tree Futures. My situation was that the client had a few concerns and issues after purchasing my company's product, AsiaTrade bond software and he wanted to know more about user training programme. Like the previous two presentations, we were given a folder which contain all the information about Asia Bond Trade software, Us Trading software and information about user training programme. Within 15 minutes, we had to read and understand about the products and services of ETS and find solutions for the client's issues. And the assessor won't let us pass so easily without giving us a hard time to persuade them about the prices. It's all about our ability to negotiate and talk to a client and gain their trust. Oh well, I just tried my best to deal with the assessors never ending demand and not to loose my patience..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for the assessments. You will never be able to imagine how stress all this was unless you were in my shoes. Without any knowledge in the finance and business world, I felt hopeless going through all those presentation. My presentations were 10% made up of logical answers and 90% of crapping. Haiz..Finished everything at about 11.30 am, waited Dad at the lobby. While waiting, chatted with Kai Ren, he's from Johore who was currently studying in Singapore. Pity him, he had to take bus all the way back to Singapore today. After that, I called Ian up, I felt so relieved to hear his voice. Talked to Ian for a little while then Dad arrived. Went for brunch in Kl, then went back straight home. Oh well, that's all for my day. New experiences with new friends, quite interesting. I even got to brush up my skill in debating and all thanks to dear and jie who supported me through out this whole interview thing. Love both of you! Lots of hugs and kisses for you two! Oh my, couldn't wait for the upcoming Wednesday. KLCC here i come!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327833850629187378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 374px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SfBEqLkN5zI/AAAAAAAAAjE/XNrvcIYLKbg/s320/tired.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Yin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-4314422561741235517?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/4314422561741235517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/04/yayasan-sime-darby-interview-2nd-level.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/4314422561741235517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/4314422561741235517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/04/yayasan-sime-darby-interview-2nd-level.html' title='Yayasan Sime Darby interview (2nd Level)'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SfBEqLkN5zI/AAAAAAAAAjE/XNrvcIYLKbg/s72-c/tired.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-6293997090789144907</id><published>2009-04-16T20:31:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:15:09.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I promise you..(!warning: do not read if you have a weak heart)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To my special one,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I promise you that our heart will stay close forever no matter how far we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I promise you that I'll keep your heart forever and you have to guard mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I promise you that I'll stay strong without you by my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I promise you that I'll take care of myself properly and won't make you worry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I promise you that you'll be "promoted" when you are ready&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I promise you that I'll hold on to all the above promises and other promises I have made as long as I live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lol..the 5th one sounds silly..only you'll understand it..haha..sorry for my today's immature reaction. I know I'm suppose to be happy for you. I don't know why I reacted in such way when you told me that. Maybe I'm overly emotional..or maybe I just fear to loose you. When I thought back, I felt so silly for being such a child. I should have handle it better, in a more adult way. I should have known it will happen sooner or later. Anyway, I'll treasure every moment we will be together now and hope for the best for our future. Got to go find chocolate gor gor now..really need it. Hahaha..adios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;p/s: I had great moment with you today (minus the emo part). Thanks for the wonderful memories. I love you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-6293997090789144907?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/6293997090789144907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-promise-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/6293997090789144907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/6293997090789144907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-promise-you.html' title='I promise you..(!warning: do not read if you have a weak heart)'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-6940912547010465464</id><published>2009-04-14T23:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T00:42:00.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Dad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My dearest dad is turning 49 in less than 15 mins..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday Dad!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Muackss*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Today, we had a dinner celebration for my dad in Milwaukee, a western restaurant located in Balakong. It was our first time there and it gave a pretty good impression. And guess what, my dear Ian came along with us too. Mom and Dad invited him to join with us, and he's proud to be part of the history making in Chen's family..hehe..This is because this is the 1st time we had a *not yet, soon-to-be* family member to celebrate an important event together with us. I'm really happy that Ian and my parents got along extremely well. They had many topics to talk about. I'm sooooooo proud of you my dear! Another reason to be happy is that we finally got to talk and SEE each other after 40 plus hours din't speak or hear from either. Nope, we were not fighting or having cold war. You see, we had this silly idea to test how long we can survive without contacting each other. We we had a deal that we were not suppose to chat or msg eachh other since yesteday until just now evening and find out how much we'll miss each other. And i can say this is a very idiotic idea cuz when we purposely not contact each other, we made ourselves miss the other person even more. That was such a crazy move..we swore that we'll never repeat that ever again. Ok..back to the dinner. So, we had a very great dinner, the food was very nice and the environment was great! They even have a live band, unfortunately the sound system was a bit loud which made us practically havta shout to each other in order to talk. Then, we came back around 9 something as Jie was waiting for us to online and sang birthday song to my dad. Lucky this time, emotion was under control and every thing was just as planned. I noticed that Dad had a beaming smile on his face during that moment. I hope i can make him happy lk this every other day. Me and Ian bought a pandan layered cake for dad as I know that he prefer this rather than chocolate cake. Glad that everyone love the cake. After we had our cake, i fetched Ian back home. We had our sweet lil time before sending him back. Chatted a lil while, and something happened that I rather not mentioned it here. But i did have a great time with him. All this talking makes me understand him even more and love him ever deeply. We sorta settle out something between us and I hope Ian will remember what I told him tonight. When I reached home, I gave dad his birthday present, a homemade photo frame. Proud that he's absolutely happy with the present. Oh well, it's already past midnight so Happy Birthday again to my dad! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324584256594335522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SeS5K6bxVyI/AAAAAAAAAic/XlH6WdE8xog/s320/P4140522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The restaurant&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324582929114330082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SeS39pL38-I/AAAAAAAAAiU/4FHIlEGS2EE/s320/P4140524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ian &amp;amp; Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324582916700525842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SeS3868MVRI/AAAAAAAAAiE/Z1vRfOiIZxo/s320/P4140530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Us again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324585121365178514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SeS59P9NOJI/AAAAAAAAAi0/nUR_POO20kg/s320/P4140532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dad and Mom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324582906752056546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SeS38V4SvOI/AAAAAAAAAh0/bqFghwPHfDo/s320/P4140536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just love this..but less one person..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324582913688953762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SeS38vuLY6I/AAAAAAAAAh8/QRqdEcmUX3U/s320/P4140540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My family&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324582922511017554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SeS39QlhZlI/AAAAAAAAAiM/4eavecOnoRA/s320/P4140544.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Dad and Jie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324585124242665170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SeS59arQLtI/AAAAAAAAAi8/rsD830CLBQQ/s320/P4140545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dad blowing the candle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324584264763255410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SeS5LY3ZKnI/AAAAAAAAAik/8PQ63rC3lFY/s320/P4130517.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The photo frame I made&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/em&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/7472454979283712067-6940912547010465464?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/6940912547010465464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-dad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/6940912547010465464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/6940912547010465464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-dad.html' title='Happy Birthday Dad!'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SeS5K6bxVyI/AAAAAAAAAic/XlH6WdE8xog/s72-c/P4140522.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-9034888326930577650</id><published>2009-04-11T20:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T21:17:34.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time can't be gifted, but it can be shared</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I stayed up until middle of the night yesterday to finish up reading "The Gift" by Cecilia Ahern. Not that i wanna to prove how much I can read but it just that the story line kept on making me to continue reading it. I was very curious to find out the ending of the story which I did managed to finish up by 3 am. You know what, I adore Cecilia Ahern, all her novels are incredible *worship her*. It's not just about romance, its about love not only "boy-girl" relationship, it also revolved love for your family, friends and to the people surrounding you. And you might not know, any person around you might be an angel sent by God to make things better, to correct what is wrong, to change your perception and view about things you might not realise before this. "The Gift" is really a Christmas story, all about spreading the love to other people, especially to our family and dearest ones. What I can say is that its the most meaningful story Cecilia Ahern ever wrote among all her novels. They never failed to make my tear ducts work every time i reached the ending. First was P/s I Love You, then If You Could See Me Now, and now The Gift. Cousin bro promised to get me Thanks For The Memories when he go to MV soon. With that, my collection of Cecilia Ahern novels would be complete. and I'm hereby to say I that I'm really proud my them. Today, I started to read New Moon. You see, my mood is like the sky today, moody and cloudy the whole day. I don't even feel like moving around and there's even nothing for me to do after came back from breakfast at Sri Petaling. Tried to find anyone to chat on msn but seems like most of them had their weekends planned out already except me. Didn't intend to bother jie cuz i know she is studying for her important exam on Monday.So, I just laid back and read New Moon until dinner time. And I'm surprised how much I had read in within 6 hours. I almost made it through half of the book already. Though I already knew the ending of all the story, but still it's very fascinating, the story between Edward and Bella and how they overcome all the obstacles for being together ( one being a vampire and another person is a human). I'm too waiting for the whole collection of this story, geee..can't wait for it. I'll continue reading my novel for now while waiting for Ian to sign in. Anyway, before I chao, let me ask you this simple question,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If you could wish for one gift this Christmas, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Though this question sounds awkward at this moment and Christmas is months away from now, give it a thought, maybe you could have an early Christmas wish. Who knows Santa might be kind to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;P.S~ Jie, last night I dreamt that you came back to M'sia and we went for shopping together and we had a blast..lol..really hope time will fly and comes to June faster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P.P.S~ Ian, maybe you are true bout a person's scent. No one can imitate it. Anyway, I'll try to get you a bottle of what I'm using now. Maybe Guardian didn't sell the exact same one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-9034888326930577650?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/9034888326930577650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/04/time-can-be-gifted-but-it-can-be-shared.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/9034888326930577650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/9034888326930577650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/04/time-can-be-gifted-but-it-can-be-shared.html' title='Time can&apos;t be gifted, but it can be shared'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-1443600670005546120</id><published>2009-04-09T14:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T14:56:29.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Looking forward for the next 100 days~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WOW!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WOW!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Okay..chill people, I'm not turning into a dog yet..just... Waoh! Couldn't believe it have been the 100th day since we hooked up..oh yeah! Love it babeh! Yesterday, 8th April 2009 was me and Ian's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;100th day&lt;/span&gt; aniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Super Waoh! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe for some of you out there, it seems lk pretty meaningless, but to me its freakin' importamt..gosh! Its so fast! There's so much happened between these 100 days, included sad and happy times together. But I can proudly say that we have more happy times than sad times. Its like the best 100 days I ever been through. And my bf is capable of giving me a real surprise. Look below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322578717478667762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sd2ZJLBexfI/AAAAAAAAAhc/wy51PMOUFKg/s320/080420092349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He made a card for me! omg!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To mark this historical (to me) day, we went for a swim at Mewah Club. Ian came to my hse bout 3 pm, did some Mr. Ng's lil project together, then went out at 5 plus. Okay..there's some tiny weeny distraction before we can jump in and swim but anyway no point to blog that, so I'll just skip that corrupted part. So, we swam around, and talked while looking at the sunset. I never notice the sun was so beautiful when it's setting down. Ian was holding me together during that moment. I love that moment so much.....okay..*ahem* ya so we swam until 7.30 pm. Then had a quick shower until 8. We had our dinner at 21st Century Cafe at the club. It's my dinner with him, as in two person together only. The scenery was spectacular from the cafe the sky were quite clear, and we even managed to see Twins Tower from there. I ordered Mushroom Chicken while Ian selected Black Pepper Chicken Chop. We had garlic bread and wild mushroom soup as our starter. Managed to finished up all the food cuz we were super hungry after all the swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Had our *sweet lil moment* together after that. We were admiring the view of kjg from the club and its wonderful..I listened to his heart beat extremely fast..lol..we talked for a moment. Havta leave bout 9. 30 cuz needed to fetch him back and promised my parents that I'll reach home before 10 pm which I did managed to arrive on dot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My dear, thanks for everything. You made my life so much more beautiful. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love you always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322579116781481922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sd2ZgaisL8I/AAAAAAAAAhk/FLHOl05yiJM/s320/080420092352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Focus on the food..not me. I proudly say that i stole this pic from his blog :p&lt;br /&gt;(chlorine water+ camera flash= ugly [ courtesy from Winnie Chen Wen Yi])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322579119309440370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sd2Zgj9ZxXI/AAAAAAAAAhs/YRolqCMUcI4/s320/08042009142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ian and the super big glass of watermelon juice &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-1443600670005546120?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/1443600670005546120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/04/looking-forward-for-next-100-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/1443600670005546120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/1443600670005546120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/04/looking-forward-for-next-100-days.html' title='~Looking forward for the next 100 days~'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sd2ZJLBexfI/AAAAAAAAAhc/wy51PMOUFKg/s72-c/080420092349.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-5765626682191168429</id><published>2009-04-07T14:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T15:25:44.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yayasan Sime Darby interview</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Yesterday, I went to the interview held by Sime Darby in Sime Darby Convention Centre in Mont. Kiara. Another day to wake up early, I got my personal alarm clock, haha who called me at 6.15 am to wake me up. For once, its so nice to hear my "alarm" clock's voice. Usually, I hate alarms, but this is totally different..ahaahaha! Okay..*ahem* Ya, so I got up, prepared myself and dad fetched bro to school then travelled to Mont. Kiara. The traffic was quite heavy in KL, you know lar, everyone had monday blues, so woke up late and rushed to work together. Luckily, I managed to reach there on time. Quite surprised cuz there's not much candidates there. So, after registered, I went around and mixed with them. There's only 28 candidates yesterday. And only 9 of them including myself are girls, the rest in the opposite species. The personel in charge told us that we are out of the 90 candidates selected from 2000 applicants who got shortlisted for interview. At least this made me felt happier.Then, we are divided into groups of four. While waiting for my group's turn to have our group discussion, I chatted with the rest of the interviewees. They were all so friendly.. and oh ya! they knew how to make jokes too. I used to think that all those excellent students will only be talking bout studies and career, but its totally opposite of it. We were laughing all the way through. My group discussion was about misbehavior in teenagers nowadays which was quite an easy topic. Others group got lk Bukit Antarabangsa lanslides. My group memebers, Siti, William, Edmund and me had so much to discuss but we were only given 30 mins. So, we din't managed to tell out all our point, but I'm quite satisfied with it. After finish the group discusion, we were asked to wait in another room with the previous group while waiting for the rest to finish up their task. Then, have to wait another 1 hour for lunch. Since we had nothing much to do in the room, we walked around the convention centre ( its huge!) and dropped by to look the the exhibition hall where they had this expo about Sime Darby Property. At. 12.30 pm, we had our luch, a buffet style in a restaurant named Halia. OMFG! Its so beautiful the restaurant and it served so many variety of food. They even had a corner for tepanyanki. I love the desserts most. The chocolate cakes are so yummy! The lunch went on until 2 pm. I called Ian up between that and talked to him for a while to stop myself from falling asleep, you know lar after full di sure feel very sleepy..hehe! My group had our online assesment later on. It consisted of three parts, first one was mathematics, second one was verbal test, and the last one was personallity test. The 1st and 2nd tests were f**king hard and we were given only 20 mins to finish up 24 ques for each test. The verbal test was something like Est where they gave you a text and we were supposed to choose a correc statements based on the text. The texts were damn hard and I had to read at least twice for each ques. As for the personallity test, it had 300 ques with no time limit for us to answer it. Its was something like JPA test. Then, everyone was allowed to go back after finished the test. This was the best interview I had been so far. I hope the coming up ones will be like that too. *cross fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321840606259117666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sdr51cdS_mI/AAAAAAAAAgE/WM9fQZ3a0zE/s320/06042009123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Us the girls..forgive my bad pose, i was not ready that time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321842115514719938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sdr7NS333sI/AAAAAAAAAhM/fz_P2PQ8HCQ/s320/06042009125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Liyana and Wei Wen. Liyana is from KYUEM..so eeeennvvvy of her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321842108498127026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sdr7M4u_KLI/AAAAAAAAAg0/7IZx2Ye-5VE/s320/06042009138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;from left: Pui yee, Siti, me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321842964933418530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sdr7-vNEniI/AAAAAAAAAhU/CXxLRaMn-wM/s320/06042009139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Me camwhoring in the restroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321842104687614530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sdr7MqifWkI/AAAAAAAAAgs/eun3cShg-ag/s320/06042009131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Couldn't take my eyes off those tempting desserts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321840622587172338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sdr52ZSNVfI/AAAAAAAAAgc/1uuyREZy120/s320/06042009130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This is Shaun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321840622483422946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sdr52Y5ePuI/AAAAAAAAAgU/yPq6wKq_KR8/s320/06042009129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The chef preparing my food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321840626101398434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sdr52mYEK6I/AAAAAAAAAgk/lvDMKzdpEqE/s320/06042009133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This is supper delicious..mouth watering leh..haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321842111986455250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sdr7NFuq0tI/AAAAAAAAAhE/AOLtroFeQtA/s320/06042009136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;New friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-5765626682191168429?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/5765626682191168429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/04/yayasan-sime-darby-interview.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/5765626682191168429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/5765626682191168429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/04/yayasan-sime-darby-interview.html' title='Yayasan Sime Darby interview'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sdr51cdS_mI/AAAAAAAAAgE/WM9fQZ3a0zE/s72-c/06042009123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-5850927885722068372</id><published>2009-04-05T13:34:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T16:15:30.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed feelings through out the week..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Another week just passed by. My week kinda like a roller &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;coaster&lt;/span&gt; ride, there's ups and downs through out the whole week. Lets see, start with Monday (30/3/09), it was a totally great day. Celebrated Ian's birthday in Metro Point. I blogged bout that in the previous so check it out there. Then, the roller &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;coaster&lt;/span&gt; ride began to went all the way down from Tuesday to Friday, almost touching the ground. You see, my life sucks on Friday Let me tell you what happened. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. Woke up like super early on that day all thanks to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;JPA&lt;/span&gt; interview which was at 8 am in the morning and its in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;PUTRAJAYA&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. Found out that two big f**king ulcers in my mouth. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. Crapped unlimited times in the interview room. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. Rushed back home to certify my certs to find out that my car ran out of battery..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. Trying to make myself a breakfast while waiting for Dad to come back to fetch me go school, unfortunately, there's nothing to eat at home, not even an egg..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wtff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Dad forgot to warn me that a stranger coming my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hse&lt;/span&gt; to change the battery box and he saw me with my super short tights..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.I was on the way out when I realised i forgot to take the house key so went all the way back again. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;8. Finally got to school but its lunch break so no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;kerani&lt;/span&gt; around to help me cop my certs..CRAP!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Havta&lt;/span&gt; went back to school after 2.45pm..&lt;br /&gt;9. The weather is f**king hot that i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sweated&lt;/span&gt; all the way through &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10.Some idiotic driver tried to cut through the queue at the traffic light and almost bang me..F him!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So by the time I reached no.10, I dunno I should cry or laugh out loud &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; I'm super tired, sleepy and irritated. When i met up Ian in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt; for lunch with few of his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;frens&lt;/span&gt;, I almost burst out my emotions on him. But its really good to see him, its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;lk&lt;/span&gt; all those bad things just *whoosh* went away. So, I had lunch with them, then went back to school again to collect my certs then went home to take a nap. Later at night, went to Ta &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Gu's&lt;/span&gt; house for dinner with my family. At least, my roller &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;coaster&lt;/span&gt; began to go up the slope again after that. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I began yesterday super early again. Woke up 5.30 am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; went for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Ching&lt;/span&gt; Ming thing. Travelled to two places, one in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Sg&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Kantan&lt;/span&gt; and another one in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Nilai&lt;/span&gt; Memorial Park. Finished up everything by noon, ate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;lunch&lt;/span&gt; my cousins then went back home to take a shower a took a nap. At, 4.15 pm, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Chuak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Chuak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Jie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Jie&lt;/span&gt; sent a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;msg&lt;/span&gt; to me telling me she's reaching my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;hse&lt;/span&gt; b4 4.30 pm. Me, at that time was so blur blur case, so I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;lk&lt;/span&gt;, ' oh 4.30, still got long way to go" slept back for a while. Then I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;lk&lt;/span&gt;, oh shit shit shit, its 4.15 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; bath and change clothes yet.. rushed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;lk&lt;/span&gt; mad.. but I did managed to prepare before she arrived together with Ling Ling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt; and Li Li &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt;. Four of us went to One-U for a girl's night out. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Walaoleh&lt;/span&gt;, its super jam around Kl, even took us a good 30 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;search&lt;/span&gt; for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;place&lt;/span&gt; to park in the complex. And not to mention the endless queue at the cinema ticket booth. Bought tickets for Knowing, actually our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;ori&lt;/span&gt; plan was to watch Fast and Furious 4, but its all fully book until midnight. Even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Shinjuku&lt;/span&gt; Incident were selling out fast. We had our dinner at Fish &amp;amp; Co, its almost like Manhattan Fish Market, just that it tastes nicer in my opinion compared to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;MFM&lt;/span&gt;. I ordered Salmon with Citrus Crust and Pink Fusion. We also had fried calamari for our starter. Everyone was like saying the starter was actually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;taste&lt;/span&gt; better compared to the main course, maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; we are super hungry at that time. Then, we walked around, went to Mph to check out the latest books. Finally I got my "The Gift" by Cecilia &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;Ahern&lt;/span&gt; which I had waited for like ages,,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; wait to start reading it. Besides that, I got myself another two books, New Moon and Eclipse. My cousins bought me all the books &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; they said the books are the presents from them for my good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt; results.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! I LOVE THEM SO MUCH! I'll buy Twilight and Breaking Dawn after this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; wanna to have the whole collection. After book shopping, we walked around while waiting for our movie which was at 9.30 pm. I bought myself a few pairs of earrings from Diva. The movie finished bout 11.30. Its quite good, in fact its quite exciting near the ending. Not gonna write any review bout it, go watch it yourself and I bet you not gonna regret it. There's huge crowd outside the cinema, you know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;lar&lt;/span&gt; its Saturday night and the prime time for all the youngsters to come out and party!! Reached home bout 12.45 pm, took a quick shower than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;dozed&lt;/span&gt; off. That's all for now. Couldn't blog any longer, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;Gu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;Gu&lt;/span&gt; is at my house &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt;, gotta go off now..bye bye!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321092946531598770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SdhR167aQbI/AAAAAAAAAes/CEoKiee4cb4/s320/P4040493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;Chuak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;Chuak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;Jie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;Jie&lt;/span&gt; got distracted by me while driving&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321092961005133298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SdhR2w2K3fI/AAAAAAAAAfM/ToZPalFh234/s320/P4040501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wei Li and me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321092951013473538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SdhR2Ln-PQI/AAAAAAAAAe0/pVMH_n0wb7k/s320/P4040494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Wei Ling and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;Chuak&lt;/span&gt; Fen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321099067499770866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SdhXaNT8c_I/AAAAAAAAAfU/1rvXDwTLzt8/s320/P4040500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our starter..its very delicious&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321092963574000418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SdhR26aoqyI/AAAAAAAAAfE/SOySTdVRCC0/s320/P4040504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321105907919236978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SdhdoX3CL3I/AAAAAAAAAf0/4K7GJwqbk_M/s320/P4040506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321105913052847218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sdhdoq--3HI/AAAAAAAAAf8/TZ3Rk8pxgxU/s320/P4040505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321099074480964034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SdhXanUZAcI/AAAAAAAAAfc/uqd5Dc6hk4s/s320/P4040502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321099078890504738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SdhXa3vtQiI/AAAAAAAAAfk/vCxhC0TOnVA/s320/P4050508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You got 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; "honey" i got my 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; "dear" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321099082867963362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SdhXbGkAdeI/AAAAAAAAAfs/70Sa_HW96mE/s320/P4050513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Looking forward for the ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-5850927885722068372?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/5850927885722068372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/04/mixed-feelings-through-out-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/5850927885722068372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/5850927885722068372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/04/mixed-feelings-through-out-week.html' title='Mixed feelings through out the week..'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SdhR167aQbI/AAAAAAAAAes/CEoKiee4cb4/s72-c/P4040493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-5293322340694358352</id><published>2009-03-31T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T23:29:36.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing up is not fun...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Adult's life makes me feel afraid. So much responsibilities, so much worries, so much burden to take care off. How good if I can remain 18 forver? How good if I can turn bak time? How good if there's no worries at all..everyday just a simple and joyful life. How good..I'm not ready to face the real world yet, where everyone seems to be putting up different face to face each other every single day. Just came back from Jiu Jiu's house.My grandaunts, aunts and uncles were there. It's bout my greatgrandmother. She's pretty old di, 95 if I'm no mistaken. Recently, she starts talking bout "something"..you know..and her body is getting energy-less day by day. So, everyone is concerned bout her health and they did say that we have to be prepare cuz she might leaves us anytime soon. That's what they were discussing just now, on what to prepare and everything, in case she decides to go some time soon. But they said that it was actually not a bad news, given that she has been living for so long in this world, maybe its time to let her go. At least she does not suffer from any chronic sickness. I just hope she will be together again with the one she loves in her after life and be by the side of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-5293322340694358352?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/5293322340694358352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/03/growing-up-is-not-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/5293322340694358352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/5293322340694358352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/03/growing-up-is-not-fun.html' title='Growing up is not fun...'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-2499248774466475313</id><published>2009-03-30T20:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T21:21:13.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bithday My Dear!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318969000644481906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SdDGH_66k3I/AAAAAAAAAek/9L23xBhFOjU/s320/birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday to Dear, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday to Dear, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday to Dear, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are 18!! Congratesss!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hehe, forgot to sing to you today. Hope you had a wonderful and happy outing today. Today, ,me and Ian went out to Metro Point to celebrate his birthday. Couldn't go far cuz he has to go work in the evening. But I did have a very good time with him. Met him up at 11.30 am. I was late 15 mins cuz havta go school to see Pengetua. Oppss..yea i know he shouldnt be the one waiting there some more on his birthday..sorryyyy..We went bowling first. My bowling skills still sucks, still have no idea why the balls couldn't move straight, sure will go side ways one. Ish ish, wonder izit kena jinx di?? We had two games, both also he won. Anyway, birthday boy " dai sai" so let him win this round, next time i'll balas dendam balik..heh heh heh :P After the games, went for lunch at a Japnese restaurant which I for got the name, "Shikiya" or something lk tat. It was quite nice, not bad since this is the 1st time I ate there. Stayed there for wuite long and chatted bout many stuffs. It is so great to be able to chat like that once in a while. After that, we walked around and went in Secret Resipe for my cake indulgence. OMG! So long i dint eat the cakes there di. Ian ordered chocolate moist cake while I ate Oreo Cheese cake. Yummyyy! Hahaha jie i know you'll be jealous. Sit there for quite some time again, looked at the workers there brought in all the freshly made cakes. So many, like about 100 cakes which can last for lk what..2 weeks to one month supply of cakes? lol..serious, not joking..We then went to the arcade to pass our time. Played the basketball challenge and some kind of gun shooting game. I can official declare myself sucks at this kind of shooting game. I game over not even half of the game mean while Ian struggled until almost 3 quaters of the game. Paiseh paiseh..haha! Got myself a new watch too, it so cheap, 10 bucks only. We went back about 4.30 pm cuz need to fetch him to work. Mom got Ian a brand new school bag while I gave him a pen with some words craved on it and made him a card. Must keep it properly ya, its one and only one in the world. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318968270873000354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SdDFdhT1eaI/AAAAAAAAAeU/kbz5asR7Kuo/s320/P3290542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;His birthday card from me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318968274943677058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SdDFdweXEoI/AAAAAAAAAec/8fgYTUQqzmg/s320/P3300553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Check this out! haha..too excited di&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318968268874119394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SdDFdZ3Q-OI/AAAAAAAAAeM/qP0v-Wznqwg/s320/P3300548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318968264439249554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SdDFdJV6OpI/AAAAAAAAAeE/h8xYOcj-C1g/s320/P3300546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~I love you~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/em&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/7472454979283712067-2499248774466475313?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/2499248774466475313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-bithday-my-dear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/2499248774466475313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/2499248774466475313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-bithday-my-dear.html' title='Happy Bithday My Dear!'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SdDGH_66k3I/AAAAAAAAAek/9L23xBhFOjU/s72-c/birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-6503258105975058041</id><published>2009-03-30T17:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T20:39:00.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Anugerah 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry for long time missing from blogger, just got back my CPU yesterday cuz Ken Wai took it to reformat due to the enormous amount of virus in it. Oh and it works super damn fast now after reformatted, yes!! For the previous days when my comp went into coma, I used my phone to go online. A Strymyx techincian came to repair my line, its okay now, now to say very fast at least better than last time, hopefully it will last long though. And you wanna know the funny thing is? My internet became okay but my house telephone went out of order right after the techician went off.. WTH! Ya, so on last Saturday, I attended Hari Anugerah 2009 at Convent. Met back so many good friends and oh ya i found out quite a number of them are going to JPA interview too. And the best thing is Suk Che going to the interview same day as me. Hooray! Happy cuz most of my friends are either on Wednesday or Thursday. Nancy is the earlies among all of us, which is tomorrow! I guess cuz she needs to go back to NS camp. Btw, speaking of Nancy, she cut her hair so damn short, its even shorter than mine.. don't believe? Got prove below..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318931114590743234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SdCjqvX0KsI/AAAAAAAAAds/fl_dBKZ_oGE/s320/P3280498.JPG" border="0" /&gt; See, surprise!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318927139378787170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SdCgDWjbc2I/AAAAAAAAAcs/YBhxPChtCiI/s320/P3280499.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Me, Suk Chee, and Nancy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318927142153579618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SdCgDg4_bGI/AAAAAAAAAc0/EuSWRioFEAg/s320/P3280497.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and Suet Huey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I got 4 awards on that day, which were for best subjects (Est &amp;amp; Geography), 12 1As, and best science stream student. School gave each of the recipents cash and certificates. The good news is I had a trophy but the bad news is its a piala pusingan, so I havta give back to school one month later..yea i know what you thinking, wth right? Lol.. but I'm really happy cause it makes me feel that all my efforts all this while paid off. No regret for it, the satisfactory feeling is undescribable.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318927154679109730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SdCgEPjT2GI/AAAAAAAAAdE/aWEJIFaG6yk/s320/P3280514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318931093893021810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SdCjpiRGAHI/AAAAAAAAAdU/qwjSXNnTAB8/s320/P3280500.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; My family and I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;After the Hari Anugerah, I straight away went to Kolej Yayasan Open Day in Lembah Beringin, Tanjung Malim. As the name has indicated, that place is really "ulu". The only surrounding is trees, nothing much. Its so peaceful and pristine, very suitable place to study. Had a chat with the headmaster there, Mr. Neil. Kyuem is a college specially for only doing A Levels either Londen or Cambridge. The population there is only very limited, 200 students per year. So, its quite hard to get in there, only those students with brightest mind are accepted. And 90 % of them have sponsorship from big companies and government linked agencies like Khazanah Nasional, UEM, Bank Negara, Sime Darby and etc. The students there even have uniforms which i think makes them look quite smart and not to forget good looking. Forgot to take any pictures from KYUEM. Really hoping can get in this college.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday, its my bro's turn to take his prizes. He got 2nd place and best student for BM. The crowd there were even bigger than Convent's one. Hardly can find a seat. Sad to say that he only got one sejarah reference book and a Bm novel. Crap right? pity him..His school top student for SPM is a guy, Lee Jia Jun with 11 A1 and 1 A2. Not bad huh..he looks very familiar to me. Wonder where I saw him before..?? I think its during Kuiz Perdana..i guess gua..don't care lar.I had to wait for bro to finish only can go back, mom and ad went back earlier cuz they went to Sg. Chua morning market. Took some pics there too. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318931099936131458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SdCjp4x4iYI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Zg3Bj6G66lY/s320/P3290524.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Me and mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318958307074858882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SdC8ZjRPX4I/AAAAAAAAAd0/JmGBJ-tqGCU/s320/P3290525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318958314458841586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SdC8Z-xuAfI/AAAAAAAAAd8/chwYTNWMbHQ/s320/P3290517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bro mengelamun there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318931105388386642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SdCjqNFzWVI/AAAAAAAAAdk/m93SoHkQmTs/s320/P3290532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So proud of him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-6503258105975058041?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/6503258105975058041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/03/hari-anugerah-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/6503258105975058041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/6503258105975058041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/03/hari-anugerah-2009.html' title='Hari Anugerah 2009'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SdCjqvX0KsI/AAAAAAAAAds/fl_dBKZ_oGE/s72-c/P3280498.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-2283202311061497100</id><published>2009-03-24T20:55:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T21:22:28.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ScjdtmCNwEI/AAAAAAAAAck/HGeREBKrRys/s1600-h/Showing_Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316743135484559426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ScjdtmCNwEI/AAAAAAAAAck/HGeREBKrRys/s320/Showing_Love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Live with love, full of love and free to love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1. Listen to your heart, for it is so much smarter than you are. When it feels right, feel the fear, and love anyway. There will never be fearless way of loving or living in your lifetime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;2. Don't let our fear of rejection and getting hurt kill your desires or steal your dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;3. Love is choice and if you embrace it wholeheartedly, you are never going to lose it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;4. Love teaches you to become a better human being. Restore your faith in love and become emotionally available to each other. Put your fears and your past behind and accept this lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;5. Become loveable by being loving. Learn to trust by trusting yourself 1st.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;6. Giving in to love does not mean losing yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;7. Love is not a commodity that is supposed to make you happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;8. Love has so many solutions than it has problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;9. Once you can understand that love is not something to be found, rather it is in you to be shared, you can love wholeheartedly without fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;10. Don't turn your back on love everytime it touches you, because when you give up on love, you give up on yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;You can be loved even if you are not perfect,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;You can be loved just as you are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;You can be loved while keeping your course of life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;You can be loved without getting lost in love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;You can be loved while persuing your life's dream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;You can be loved; let go and let be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-2283202311061497100?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/2283202311061497100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/03/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/2283202311061497100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/2283202311061497100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/03/love.html' title='Love..'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ScjdtmCNwEI/AAAAAAAAAck/HGeREBKrRys/s72-c/Showing_Love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-2568998895708851351</id><published>2009-03-23T21:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T21:39:58.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One peaceful day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Slept for 12 hours straight yesterday, have no idea why I'm so exhausted. Later on that day, I helped mom and dad for some gardening in the evening. Its been months since the last time we had gardening. Raked leafs and cut flowers while having a good laugh with bro. I found some adorable clovers at the garden and collected them up. Hope can make out something nice from them. It's just a peaceful and lovely day. Some pics from yesterday:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316375896763264322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ScePtfMF7UI/AAAAAAAAAcM/84RMeRE05Cg/s320/22032009056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dad trimming up the trees&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316375883147892770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ScePssd72CI/AAAAAAAAAcE/bQUGH0UrcEs/s320/22032009054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look what bro and i found in the garden, isn't that nice? Too bad they can't be eaten..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/em&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/7472454979283712067-2568998895708851351?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/2568998895708851351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-peaceful-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/2568998895708851351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/2568998895708851351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-peaceful-day.html' title='One peaceful day'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ScePtfMF7UI/AAAAAAAAAcM/84RMeRE05Cg/s72-c/22032009056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-7485365285838089419</id><published>2009-03-22T13:55:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T15:13:00.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Had a totally great and unforgettable day yesterday. Hanged out with Ian at Metro Point and Metro Kajang after eating lunch at Pizza Hut. I ate pizza twice alone in this week..swt..but still LOVE IT! hahahah! Looked around for any nice cake to buy for Mr. Ng cuz we're going to his party later on. Mr. Ng had a party for his ex-SPM 08 students in his house. We saw a nice fruit cake at Baker's Cottage so decided to buy it. It ended up an ice cream cake actually, but anyway Mr. Ng just msged me that the cake was very delicious so don't care lar its a ice cream or sponge or mousse cake. Something memorable and sweet happened between the journey from Metro Kajang to home..something that i prefer to keep only in my memory forever. Anyway, thanks my dear Ian=)Just realise how important the word "trust" in a relationship. K..so after that, we went back my hse for a while cuz i need to refresh myself before going to the party. I'm actually very glad to see my bro and Ian get along very well. My dad drove us to Mr. Ng's hse bout 6 pm. Actually we went there early cuz the plan was to help out Mr. Ng but our help was not required there since Mr. Ng's siblings and relative were there already to help. So, both of us took a stroll outside and walked all the way to Wei Wei and Ian's friend Chong Sen house ( Yes, they live next to each other). Its like a "walk to remember", the surrounding is so peaceful, the sun is setting, ahhh..you can imagine the scenery..lol..Dropped by Wei Wei hse for a while then walked back to Mr. Ng's hse again. The party really got started at 8 pm. Quite a number of student came, met my old tuitions friends there. Chatted a lot with them about their plans after this. We had steamboat yesterday, lotzsa food bought by Mr. Ng. There's this fishcake which has love shape, so cuteee.wonder where Mr. Ng bought them from. After makan makan, everone started to get high especially Ian..haha! He sang karaoke, not one song but damn MANY songs until i forgot how many. And hey! his voice is not bad after all. He sang " Truly Madly Deeply" for me too, so sweet of him:) Oh ya! Mr. Ng sang a a few songs too, omgosh, I couldnt believe Mr. Ng can sing so well. I guessed he must have practice singing every single day. The karaoke session continued even until after I went back about 12. Again..i wish i could turn back time :)Here are some pics from yesterday: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315897911902286946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ScXc_G0tNGI/AAAAAAAAAak/_f1_fubSCow/s320/21032009030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The cake for Mr. Ng &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315897924250580850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ScXc_00xN3I/AAAAAAAAAa0/T_y3ZSOTc2Q/s320/21032009042.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My lovely teacher &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315897921982440290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ScXc_sYAI2I/AAAAAAAAAas/3m3vKdG2k9U/s320/21032009041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315899702824146274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ScXenWhwFWI/AAAAAAAAAbU/wEzus1_tcxA/s320/21032009040.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315904290629169154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ScXiyZbtMAI/AAAAAAAAAbk/qUd0PFhwFtI/s320/DSC08227-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ian and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315905233106029426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ScXjpQbsy3I/AAAAAAAAAb0/PIEodMPxNjg/s320/21032009025.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Love this one:P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315901808541062626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ScXgh67yVeI/AAAAAAAAAbc/rGinQIsaXvE/s320/21032009026.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;p/s: Jie, thanks for the "My Valentine" music score, I'll try it:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/em&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/7472454979283712067-7485365285838089419?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/7485365285838089419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/03/great-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/7485365285838089419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/7485365285838089419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/03/great-day.html' title='Great Day!'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ScXc_G0tNGI/AAAAAAAAAak/_f1_fubSCow/s72-c/21032009030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-978066579731702089</id><published>2009-03-18T13:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T14:01:00.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monotonous days..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Finally, I'm updating my blog cuz someone got bored reading my old posts..haha!Life have turn back into monotonous again after last Saturday. Nothing much happening to me. I am just busy with all the scholarship stuff. 3 more essays to go..craapp. Very lazy to complete them. Move your mind, brain and butt, wenyin!! Until now, i had completed 9 scholarship forms, i can even do sambil tutup mata liao cuz every single one ask the same things. Today i went to Convent my certify my certificates. Have to go there twice today. Wanna know the reason? Its because there's this person here so dumb that she forgot to bring along her original certificates and teacher doesnt want to certify it without looking at the original one. So, this idiot had to drive all the way back again then went to school again.Yes! That idiot is no other than ME! I used like less than 10 mins to reach home cuz the traffic in the morning was smooth. so kinda speeded a little.The office lady asked me when i reached there again, "You tinggal sangat dekat kah? Cepatnya!". I told her my house "very near" only. hahahah! Lucky pejabat was opened and PN.A and Pn. H were there. Meet Jeeva and Mishantini there. They were there for the LCCI forms. Fortunately for me I meet Jeeva there because she told me that I have to take my new slip peperikssan with the LCCI grade on it. So, I changed my old one from pejabat. I'm quite happy cuz my LCCI got 1 also.Later on have to fill in the LCCI borang to obtain my certificate. Pn.H was jokingly saying that by the time she sign all my certs, her hand will go numb cuz i asked her to certify 5 sets. I'll be going to collect them on Friday.Then, I followed Jeeva and her sis to Chip Lee to buy some papers and went around Kjg alone searching for something.Went home after that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I actually find myself looking forward for this Saturday to attend Mr. Ng's party. I bet there will be much fun there. But before that, essays......urghhh...help me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314402817160715298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ScCNNI4zHCI/AAAAAAAAAaU/3KrG6FujP14/s320/AngryMan.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This is how I feel currently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314403412367382642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ScCNvyNIGHI/AAAAAAAAAac/lSd51FvuwM8/s320/quick-i-love-you.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But no matter how busy am I, I still want to thank my dear for his support and most important your poem!haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-978066579731702089?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/978066579731702089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/03/monotonous-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/978066579731702089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/978066579731702089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/03/monotonous-days.html' title='Monotonous days..'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/ScCNNI4zHCI/AAAAAAAAAaU/3KrG6FujP14/s72-c/AngryMan.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-5368190337506874458</id><published>2009-03-12T16:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T17:28:58.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me is this a dream?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;If this is really a dream, then its a heck damn good dream and I'll choose to stay in this dream forever. If you know I'm dreaming, just don't wake me up, let me in it for eternity,can I. There's only one word to describe it..unbelievable! The moment of getting the result almost killed me, I'm serious! When you looked around, everyone is either crying or laughing or with no emotions, and you stood there, not knowing your faith. Will God answer your prayers? The moment of knowing the truth was the best moment in my entire life, i couldn't believe my eyes, my ears, my mind. Everything seems to be like a dream, it happened so fast, everything like revolving around you without your conscious. I remembered I hugged Glynn so tight, my tears just fell down as my heart went into a huge relief. Couldn't remembered how many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; came about and said Congratulations! I don't remembered who I talked to, thanked, smiled,hugged, and cried. But i really appreciate all their supports. To every single person out there, thank you all! The thing i remembered was I called Dad. When I heard his voice, i broke down in front of everyone. I dint give a damn care bout my puffy look or anything. I cried for like 5 minutes before I couldn't speak properly to him. He kept on asked me to calmed down &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; he couldn't listened to what i was trying to say. Apparently, my tear duct couldn't close..lol..after telling dad, I called mom. Then I started crying again even until after I called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jie&lt;/span&gt; in Russia. Actually God answered not one but two of my prayers! I prayed hard for Ian too and seems like God loves him too. He got an excellent result and I bet he will be smiling while sleeping today. Congrats my dear! I'm really proud of you and my parents sent their deepest Congratulations to you too. What happened today was just...totally unbelievable! Last night I was telling my parents that most prob prob I'll only get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lk&lt;/span&gt; 10 As...12 A1? Now i really do believe in miracle..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Went out around &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;kajang&lt;/span&gt; with Glynn, Charissa, Grace and Nancy after all those drama. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Lepak&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;McD&lt;/span&gt; for awhile, then went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;pharmacy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; Nancy needed to buy her collection of medicine before she go NS soon. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Aww&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; definitely miss her for that 3 months. After that, we walked around Metro Plaza, windowed shopping. Then, Charissa and Glynn decided to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Hairazone&lt;/span&gt;, Charissa got her hair washed and trimmed while Glynn had a hair wash. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Om gosh&lt;/span&gt;! Their hair was damn straight after all the washing and blow drying. Mom came by to pick me up at 4.30 then went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312228917372335282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SbjUDhGJNLI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/_8bjGuMb_y8/s320/P3120494.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312229312941168610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SbjUaitGl-I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/5NVa_thFcko/s320/P3120493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312230145005602418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SbjVK-YuRnI/AAAAAAAAAaM/VGyHNsM1lqw/s320/P3120498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312228103854685538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SbjTUKga_WI/AAAAAAAAAZk/-poAdlP5HVQ/s320/P3120496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312228495573465202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SbjTq9xdOHI/AAAAAAAAAZs/TgyPeV11OQg/s320/P3120499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/7472454979283712067-5368190337506874458?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/5368190337506874458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/03/tell-me-is-this-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/5368190337506874458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/5368190337506874458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/03/tell-me-is-this-dream.html' title='Tell me is this a dream?'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SbjUDhGJNLI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/_8bjGuMb_y8/s72-c/P3120494.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-1872368535375209668</id><published>2009-03-09T21:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T22:52:32.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A lovely day of March</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I went out today to Mid Valley with Ian today since he got an off day from work. As usual, I met him up at the kjg train station at 10 am. If there's one thing we can improve on our relationship, I say we must adjust our time system..wait a minute...maybe its me the only person who needs to readjust it. Apparently, both of us run on a diff time system, he on "Ian's time system" while I'm on "Chen's family time system". The difference is his time syatem is always at least half an hour early, my system on the other hand usually late fwith no fix time. Haha..feel so bad cuz he have to wait every single time we went out. Ok..back to the topic of the day, so, finally met him up, wait for the train, chatted, laughed, talked more, reached MV at 10.45 am. We eventually decided to watch "Marley &amp;amp; Me" by Owen Wilson and Jeniffer Aniston. The story line was okay and simple, but damn, the last part was so touching, made me cried the hell out of me..i'm not going into details about that cry thing..haha..Later, we walked around, windowed shopping, ate a bread from Cinnfully Delicious which was exactly sinfully delicious, walked around, then ate again...at Delifrance. Spent sometime there talking to him, letting everything out, listening to his words, laughed, joked, and took pics. I love the "silent moment" between both of us..the way you look a me, your gaze seems to touch my soul. Since we still got loads of time after "2nd" lunch, we went to Pets Wonderland to take a look at the puppies there. Gawd!! They are still as cute ever. We did saw a puppy Husky there and Ian was so damn excited to look at them. Yea..he really wished to own one. Then, we walked around again, have a good time talking. So, after walking almost every floor, past by almost every single shops, we finally decided to go home since its already 5 something. Oh man..the train station was so packed.We actually waited for the third train arrived only we managed to get up on it. But anyway, since we not rushing to anywhere, so we dint really mind waiting cuz it gave us opportunity to stay with each other longer. I think I have changed a lot in the sense that I'm more open into expressing my feeling now, have I? All thanks to Ian who brainwashed me every single day and i too infulenced by him.I think jie will agree with this, cuz she know what kind a person am I last time. We reached kjg at 6 something, mom and dad came to pick us up, dropped him at Asa Jaya bus stop then finally reached home. That's so much fun today, oh i just wish i could turn back time again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm munching the Famous Amos cookies now, can you believe it, at 10.30 pm?! I couldnt believe myself for doing this too, but its lk once in a blue moon, so just eat and forget bout the calories, fats things. And my bf just ditched me for Dr. House..haha..its ok, i understand how much you "admire" him..lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311200509625990066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SbUsuTshe7I/AAAAAAAAAZU/rhhGXTpwFUg/s320/P3090492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ian putting up a forced "smiling face" for helping to finish up my lunch..lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/em&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/7472454979283712067-1872368535375209668?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/1872368535375209668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/03/lovely-day-of-march.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/1872368535375209668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/1872368535375209668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/03/lovely-day-of-march.html' title='A lovely day of March'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SbUsuTshe7I/AAAAAAAAAZU/rhhGXTpwFUg/s72-c/P3090492.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-6707935965768117483</id><published>2009-03-05T16:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T17:21:35.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Wendy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hand up for Wendy Ong who turned 18 today!!Yohooo! I wish Wendy a joyful birthday and always happy. And hope that she will be with her love of life forever. I think she really loves him, the last time i talked to her during our meet up at metro point, she had this glow coming from her inner..ahahha! I wonder is this happened to everyone who is in love. Lol..But the most important is that she'll be doing great in her studies and stays healthy always.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309621605947214178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sa-QuBI5CWI/AAAAAAAAAZE/36lRl2DiBQA/s320/P2210501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I had been so pissed of by a person yesterday on msn. No need random guess, its not you, Ian. That fella was some random guy who thought he can get everything he wants by hurting other ppl. What a jerk! And I'm suppose to apologize to Ian cuz i think i let my anger out on him. Sorrryryyyy, plssss? I know i shouldnt have done that,am I driving you crazy already? It just that I really felt lk strangling him. URGHHH! I'll definitely block him from my contact starting from now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309630128394462754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sa-YeFup5iI/AAAAAAAAAZM/G4wuuiLhVdg/s320/sorry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-6707935965768117483?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/6707935965768117483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-wendy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/6707935965768117483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/6707935965768117483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-wendy.html' title='Happy Birthday Wendy!'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sa-QuBI5CWI/AAAAAAAAAZE/36lRl2DiBQA/s72-c/P2210501.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-9159766522150155767</id><published>2009-03-03T20:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T17:46:19.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A brand new experience...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;For those that follow my blog, i guessed you knew about my interview yesterday. Its an interview conducted by Government of Singapore Investment Coperation at Holiday Inn Malacca. Since it is held in Malacca, woke up extremely early yesterday ( for my standard lar), then dad drove me there. Mom came along too to teman dad. So, we travelled at 6.30 am after dropped William at school, reached there at about 8.30 am. Lucky the traffic was smooth all the way too Malacca. Since my registration only starting at 9 am, dad brought us to McD for our breakfast. When arrived at the hotel, I can start to feel the tensed atmosphere in the boardroom where all the interviewees gathered for the introduction talk by Mr. Chang. He briefed us about GIC and this scholarship stuff. Everyone there "looked" damn smart and all lk brainnies. I felt like the most unprepared one there. Not to mentioned that I'm the youngest applicant there, most of them had finished up there pre-u and are on their way doing their degrees. I gave dad a "how-i'm- suppose-to-compete-with -them" look. Most of them have either a little or basic finance and investment knowledge already, meanwhile I'm like a total blur case there. I actually did 3 different tests not two as mentioned the other day, wrote a short essay and went in for interview. What's the most surprisingly shocked me was that I was required to write the essay in...5 Minutes!!! I thought i heard wrong. I almost uttered out the word "F**K* out loud..cuz the 1st thing on my mind was " Oh shit! I'll never be able to complete this task". Luckily, the topic was not that hard, we were asked to write about " A mistake to look too far". Given the teeny weeny anount of time, I just managed to complete almost three quater of the page. I don't even sure the examiner will be able to read my writing or not. As for the interview, I got this pretty lady named Miss Lily Ho, She was so friendly, its very comfortable to talk to her. She asked me a few ques lk why i choose this course, why I pick GIC, my cocuriculum experince and etc. I think i did well in my interview. I got to know a few new friends too like Sonia, Pui Ying and Crystal. They are all very nice not to mentioned their superb results in their hand. Since they have all started college, they told me about their college and everything. I completed everything at 3 pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;While I was squeezing my mind lk nobody business, my parents went off for shopping at Mahkota Parade. Mom bought each of us a small keychain with our nickname on it including one for Ian. See, someone still wants to kick my arse, how "grateful" is that..But jie's "Winnie" ended up become "Winni" without the letter-e..hahah! You add it yourself lar next time. Reached home at about 5 pm, then slept until dinner time.*Phew* at least it over now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309266032968817858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sa5NU8knXMI/AAAAAAAAAY0/1Kj9TZhE3vM/s320/P3030498.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I got two. Muahahaaaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-9159766522150155767?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/9159766522150155767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/03/brand-new-experience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/9159766522150155767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/9159766522150155767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/03/brand-new-experience.html' title='A brand new experience...'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sa5NU8knXMI/AAAAAAAAAY0/1Kj9TZhE3vM/s72-c/P3030498.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-3297493082057815794</id><published>2009-03-02T00:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T01:05:29.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love conquers all</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Seems like my internet suddenly decided to come back to me..haha! The connection is damn good now. Why couldnt it be like that for the rest of the day? Half an hour ago, i was chatting with this guy named Christopher. He added me in MSN. He went for the GIC interview last year and shared his experience with me. He gave me the details on what's gonna happened on that day, how's the interview and the right etique for an interview session. He really a big help, he even tought me the right way to shake hands. Its my lucky day to know him. I found out that i needed to do two tests on that day, one on IQ test and another one is to write an essay in 15 MINS!! OMGOSH! 15 mins??!!! How much possible can i write in such a short period? one paragraph...maybe? I hope I'll get a not so hard topic. According to him, last year he got a topic about " Is money or education everyting?". That's not that bad, but still i need to time to time before i write my points. Hope everything goes well on Tuesday. I think i better start reading back all the recent newspapers for current issues. In case they questioned me about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; just read Ian's newest blog entry. That's so sweet of him, making me so touched, i really felt lk crying when reading. Just wanna tell Ian that I nvr regret for making that decision, for sending that msg to you and I hope i'll nvr will. You brighten up my days, shower me with your affections and love that i couldnt ask for more. Two months past really fast and I hope we'll keep on have our "two months" in the future ( if you get what i wrote). I'm glad for the moment where we share our joys, sorrows, emotions and burden together. I'm happy I'm the person you turn to when you are happy or sad and I'm thankful for you being with me whether during ups or downs. Our future will be full of obstacles that we couldn't foresee but with each other's support we can go through it, can we? Btw, just to let you know that I never be angry or sad with you before. You always managed to make me smile or crack a laugh with your humour. And you are one of my love ones that understand me the most. Thanks for your support to me for this coming interview. I'll keep that in my mind that you'll be with me "mentally" always. And I'm sorry if i made you cried before this..forgive me, will you? You know I don't meant to make you sad.You are one of the best things that happened to me. I really do love you :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308256404947104946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Saq3E3GQdLI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Xc_avC0pByk/s320/Copy+of+PC050018.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Our 1st ever pic together, remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Going to sleep now cuz later on have to wake up earlier for doctor's appointment. After reading Ian's post, i bet i'll have a sweet dream later on. Bye bye!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/em&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/7472454979283712067-3297493082057815794?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/3297493082057815794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-conquers-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/3297493082057815794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/3297493082057815794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-conquers-all.html' title='Love conquers all'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Saq3E3GQdLI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Xc_avC0pByk/s72-c/Copy+of+PC050018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-9047648643218408548</id><published>2009-03-01T21:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T22:01:30.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!@#$%^&amp;</title><content type='html'>I'm updating from my cousin's hse. Internet connection at my hse still in coma state. Wonder how long will it take to wake up. Anyway,this will be a short one. Nothing interesting happening around me. Just wanna to tell jie that I couldnt meet you online maybe until Wed night. Same goes to Ian. Sorry ya! 2 days to go for my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG DAY!&lt;/span&gt; Gonna have a nervous breakdown verryyyy soooonnn.. damn i think i start to have it already. Pray hard that the interviewers be very niceeeeeee to me. *Cross fingers*:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-9047648643218408548?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/9047648643218408548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/9047648643218408548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/9047648643218408548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='!@#$%^&amp;'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-4122408919890535313</id><published>2009-02-27T18:00:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T22:22:27.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Convent Sports Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I went to Convent's Sports Days today with Grace and Glynn. Reached there about 9 something, we missed the kawat kaki session..huhu! But saw other's event. Its so nice to attend it once again, brought back the feelings that I had when I'm still studying there last time. I suddenly feel.....old. Saw others ex-convents too, lk Jeeva, Ida, Tze Hui, Kohila, Yashini, Abee, Suet Ying, Esther , Yee Ling, Sue Renn, Wai Quai.. to name a few. It's great to meet them up again after so many months. There's some jualan too by some clubs. But i dint taste the food cuz i ate my breakfast already. Oh! I talked to some teachers too like Pn. Norbanun, Pn. Nirmala and Pn. Rafiah. They are all my favourite and best teachers. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Love them!&lt;/span&gt; Almost at the end of the event, there's also aerobics competition by each respective houses. Yellow House's mascot this year is quite creative too. Its a robot (transformer) which they have named it Beebo or something lk that. Hahaha! But what makes me proud is Yellow House became the best house for overall...again! Way to go Yellow House! We went out for lunch at Old Town after that. Hao Min came with us too. We saw Ida, Qian Peng and the rest of Convent girls again at Old Town. When think back, I think I have already ate more than 5 pieces of bread since morning till afternoon, one for breakfast and four for lunch. Is that bad? By the way, I bought another pair of sandals from Metro Point. Glynn bought a pair for herself too. We actually bargained with that guy, so he gave some diskaun for us. Yeah! Later on, i fetched Glynn, Grace, Hao Min and Ida back. Reached home bout 4 pm then doozed off. Oh ya! Before i forgot, i think i'm winning an award. Wanna guess what is it?.......Its the award for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;" Worse Parking Ever".&lt;/span&gt; Yea..i think i really sucks in parking. I know Glynn sure support this award. Hahaha! Another thing is that I'm actually changing to Digi soon. I told Grace and Hao Min today and they keep shooting out points to me on why I shouldn't change. Sorry girls, I had already made up my mind. I'm sleeping alone today because William went to his prefect's camp at Port Dickson. Guessed no one will irritate me tonight. But,..weird..i start to miss all his stupid acts to make me angry. The house seems so quite without him and jie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307462393375788658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Safk7TfojnI/AAAAAAAAAYU/_yfFq2gMQCk/s320/P2270497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Students at their respective tents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307454499432258850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Safdv0Q1XSI/AAAAAAAAAYE/NVHBeuWi3WM/s320/P2270507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;From left: Kohila, Me, Esther and Yee Ling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307453250090260898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SafcnGGfWaI/AAAAAAAAAX0/0jy7hGQ-Yf4/s320/P2270504.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Glynn and me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307442040039646674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SafSalaJpdI/AAAAAAAAAXs/9neWTDG1oG0/s320/P2270505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Grace and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307416947664939634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sae7mBB06nI/AAAAAAAAAXc/drc05PokAo4/s320/P2270502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;From left: Suk Ann, Abee, Sue Reen, Glynn and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307453255599894098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SafcnaoFrlI/AAAAAAAAAX8/_bjiTRVT19I/s320/P2270512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Me , Grace with my buddy, Siew Juan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307416955023557266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Sae7mccQgpI/AAAAAAAAAXk/M5NGiU6Y7iM/s320/P2270526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yellow House team performing their aerobics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307454525206298530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SafdxUR1_6I/AAAAAAAAAYM/hgporySlxTg/s320/P2270522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Green House in action ( Check out the maskot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307464513356801442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Safm2tCfpaI/AAAAAAAAAYc/u1oTzpSnqjA/s320/P2270515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Blues&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307464517005667778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Safm26oc7cI/AAAAAAAAAYk/goSL9OYWBxY/s320/P2270530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Red House with their mascot, The Bull Fighter and the bull itself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-4122408919890535313?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/4122408919890535313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-went-to-convents-sports-days-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/4122408919890535313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/4122408919890535313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-went-to-convents-sports-days-today.html' title='Convent Sports Day'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/Safk7TfojnI/AAAAAAAAAYU/_yfFq2gMQCk/s72-c/P2270497.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-1699927915837021915</id><published>2009-02-25T17:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T17:26:15.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My Internet, come back to me! Come baacccckkkk!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Life is really suckey without internet. Not to mention i gained weight by not going online. The reason?? Cuz I have totally nothing to do..ZERO! other than hugging the tv set or reading my novel the whole day. So, it keep on tempting me to go ransack the kitchen to fill my stomach. I end up keep on munching food all the time. That's another disadvantage without the internet. Oh, I miss my dear too! Miss chatting with him at night..T.T. Shit lar!(I know its bad to use this word. Don't learn it) How long i have to wait some more? Urghhh..! Oh my beloved Internet, pls come back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306663483623439090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SaUOUovpevI/AAAAAAAAAXU/tMI6aDNumfo/s320/miss_you_comments3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-1699927915837021915?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/1699927915837021915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-my-internet-come-back-to-me-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/1699927915837021915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/1699927915837021915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-my-internet-come-back-to-me-come.html' title='Oh My Internet, come back to me! Come baacccckkkk!'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SaUOUovpevI/AAAAAAAAAXU/tMI6aDNumfo/s72-c/miss_you_comments3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-4123256390991568517</id><published>2009-02-24T11:44:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T14:21:53.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn The Internet Connection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Finally I had a chance to update my blog after a few days of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; connection breakdown. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Urghhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; stand it, its killing me already. Hey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I hope you can read this blog. Just want to inform you that i might not be able to online at night these few days due to you know that idiotic connection. Just pray hard everything will be back normal as soon as possible. Dear, sorry ya yesterday you have to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;makan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nasi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;goreng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; alone..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Don't blame me, curse the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Let me update starting from Friday. I made a huge change to my room and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;bro's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; room. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Jie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; must be wondering what it looks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. See the pics down there then you'll know. You'll be sleeping in our room when you back from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Rusia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. You have the whole room for your self, not FAIR!! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;pulak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; end up sleeping with my bro. Screwed him up on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;fri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; his room was damn messy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;lk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 10 years dint &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;clean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; up. I just don't understand why boys &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; keep their room clean. I ended up packing up everything for him. His room now is sparkling clean &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306219266288016882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SaN6TyNuXfI/AAAAAAAAAWs/lM9kGKxvxDE/s320/P2200497.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Jie's&lt;/span&gt; room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306219273689583442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SaN6UNyZT1I/AAAAAAAAAW0/Q29bWkGe8-s/s320/P2200498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;On &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Saturday,&lt;/span&gt; I went bowling with dear, Glynn, Charissa, Nancy, Grace, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Suk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Che and Wendy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Ong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I'm supposed to meet Ian at two but rushing from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Jeeva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; house to pick up something for Nancy so *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;ahemm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;* 10 minutes late only..10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; only. Not considered very late &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;lar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Met him up at Starbucks..hey from far, i actually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; recognise him with his spec..haha..i thought which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sitting there reading a book. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Opps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! It turn out to be my own bf..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! We went to ate lunch at Station &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Kopitiam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, then walk around while waiting for the rest. The rest arrived bout 4pm except Charissa a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; late. We had two games, Grace was the big winner, as usual. Me on the other hand &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what happened, but I'm happy to be able meet my friends up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ian went back bout 6.30pm. It was raining heavily out there. I kinda regretted for not sending him back, if I had, he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; need to go under the rain..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;haiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Later on, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Jia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Wern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Abee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; met us up before going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Seow's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; house. Reached there 7 sharp. but the party &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; started yet so the whole gang of us watched TV for a while. We watched the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Wah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Loi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Toi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; TV Award and saw Raymond Lam!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Ahhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, i know you'll be damn jealous. However, since it was raining quite heavily, the signal was not clear too. We ended up watching Celine Dion Concert. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Seow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; invited quite a lot of our schoolmates too. Had a good time catching up with them. I went home about 10 something, dropped Grace, Glynn and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Suk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Chee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on the way back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306239265282991634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SaOMf4RsJhI/AAAAAAAAAW8/z0j8MbSLN4k/s320/P2210507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My lovely friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;On Sunday, we brought Rina to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Parkson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for her shopping spree. She's returning to Jakarta on Thursday. I saw one of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;dear's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; friend working at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;Lazo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Diamond but i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; remember his name. While waiting for Rina to shop, we had our own shopping too.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;hahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! I bought a handbag for myself too. It's pink! Spent bout 2 hours plus there then went home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Yesterday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; really up to anything. I just did a bookmark for Ian, just to fill up my time. Actually i planned to make Dad's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;b'day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; card but not enough material. Have to go Chip Lee this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; to buy all the stuff. I'm going back to school this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; for their Sport's Day. I heard &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;Pn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. N cancelled a few events, I wondered how "interesting" the Sports day will be.Lucky I'm outta school already. That's all for now. Have to go eat lunch then fetch bro back. 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(2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tagged by: Glynn Wong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Real name: Chen Wen Yin&lt;br /&gt;2. Nickname(s): (Family, friends) Yin Yin, Ah Ying, er jie, Wen Yin, Wendy, (teachers) They used to call me Wen Yi..haiz..&lt;br /&gt;3. Zodiac sign: Cancer&lt;br /&gt;4. Male or female: Female&lt;br /&gt;5. Elementary: SK Convent Kajang&lt;br /&gt;6. Middle School: SMK Convent Kajang&lt;br /&gt;7. College School: Don't know yet..depends on my result&lt;br /&gt;8. Hair color: Super black&lt;br /&gt;9. Long or short: Short&lt;br /&gt;10. Loud or Quiet: What you think..??&lt;br /&gt;11. Sweats or Jeans: Jeans&lt;br /&gt;12. Phone or Camera: Phone...cant chat or send msg with a camera!&lt;br /&gt;13. Health freak: err..sometimes. But most of the time nope&lt;br /&gt;14. Drink or Smoke?: Neither&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you have a crush on someone?: yes&lt;br /&gt;16. Eat or Drink: Can choose both?&lt;br /&gt;17. Piercings: Ears&lt;br /&gt;18. Tattoos: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS:&lt;br /&gt;19. First piercing: 11 years old..milennium year!&lt;br /&gt;20. First best friend: Chen Lian Ee&lt;br /&gt;21. First award: most kindergarden&lt;br /&gt;22. First crush: You know who you are&lt;br /&gt;23. First pet: err..i think its a hamster..oh wait..is it a goldfish?&lt;br /&gt;24. First big vacation: Phuket, Thailand&lt;br /&gt;25. First big birthday: What is meant by big?&lt;br /&gt;26. Eating: Chocolates&lt;br /&gt;27. Drinking: H2O&lt;br /&gt;28. I'm about to: answer this ques&lt;br /&gt;29. Listening to: Dying to hold you- Timmy Thomas&lt;br /&gt;30. Plans for today: Chat with Ian before sleeping:)&lt;br /&gt;31. Waiting for: Ian Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUTURE:&lt;br /&gt;32. Want kids?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;33. Want to get married?: Isnt it almost every girl's dream?&lt;br /&gt;34. Careers in mind: Actuary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER IN THE BOY/GIRL YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;35. Lips or eyes: Eyes&lt;br /&gt;36. Shorter or taller?: Taller..&lt;br /&gt;37. Romantic or spontaneous: Hahaha..romantic i guess&lt;br /&gt;38. Nice stomach or nice arms: Err..arms..?&lt;br /&gt;39. Sensitive or loud: Defintely sensitive:P&lt;br /&gt;40. Hook-up or relationship: Relationship&lt;br /&gt;41. Trouble maker or hesitant: Lets see..i think hesitant is more accurate&lt;br /&gt;42. Lost glasses/contacts: No&lt;br /&gt;43. Ran away from home: No.&lt;br /&gt;44. Held a gun/knife for self defense: No.&lt;br /&gt;45. Killed somebody: Not yet..maybe&lt;br /&gt;46. Broken someone's heart: No i guess..have you?&lt;br /&gt;47. Been arrested: No.&lt;br /&gt;48. Cried when someone died: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;49. Yourself: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;50. Miracles: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;51. Love at first sight: Yes&lt;br /&gt;52. Heaven: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;53. Ghost : Nope&lt;br /&gt;54. Santa Claus: I hope can meet him personally..if got lar&lt;br /&gt;55 Tooth Fairy: No&lt;br /&gt;56. Kiss on the first date: Eeeehh..dunno counted ot not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br /&gt;57. Is there one person you want to be with right now: Two actually! Him and my dear jie&lt;br /&gt;58. Are you seriously happy with where you are in life: Very serious..yes!&lt;br /&gt;59. Do you believe in God?: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;60. Who you wanna tag: Wen Yi, Ian, Wendy, Suk Che..anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type only ONE word answers. It's harder than you think! Here is what you are supposed to do, and please don't spoil the fun.. Copy and paste this, type in your answers and tag a bunch of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Where is your cell phone?&lt;br /&gt;A. Beside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Your hair?&lt;br /&gt;A. Short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Your father?&lt;br /&gt;A. Great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Your favourite thing?&lt;br /&gt;A. Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Your favourite drink?&lt;br /&gt;A. Juices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Your dream/goal?&lt;br /&gt;A. Actuary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Your fear?&lt;br /&gt;A. Farewells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Where do you want to be in 6 years?&lt;br /&gt;A. Study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Muffins?&lt;br /&gt;A. Love:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. One of your wish list items?&lt;br /&gt;A. Money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Where you grew up?&lt;br /&gt;A. Kajang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. The last thing you did?&lt;br /&gt;A. Bathed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;A. Pyjamas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Your TV?&lt;br /&gt;A. *Hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Your pets?&lt;br /&gt;A. Sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Your computer?&lt;br /&gt;A. Here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Your life?&lt;br /&gt;A. Rottening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Your mood?&lt;br /&gt;A. Bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Missing someone?&lt;br /&gt;A. Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Your car?&lt;br /&gt;A. None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Favourite store?&lt;br /&gt;A. Papers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Your summer?&lt;br /&gt;A. Here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Your favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;A. Pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. When was the last time you laughed?&lt;br /&gt;A. Now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. When was the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;A. Lastweek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Three people who emails me?&lt;br /&gt;A. Nah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Three of my favourite food?&lt;br /&gt;A. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Three places I would rather be now?&lt;br /&gt;A. Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Three people I think will respond?&lt;br /&gt;A. Anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag: anyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-2604170712600477997?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/2604170712600477997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/02/tagged-by-glynn-wong-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/2604170712600477997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/2604170712600477997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/02/tagged-by-glynn-wong-1.html' title='Tagged! (2)'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-2112325792379450465</id><published>2009-02-19T14:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T14:49:20.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S.T.U.P.I.D.I.T.Y.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All of a sudden, I'm addicted to this word, so i decided to check it out. This is some information i gained..hahah..too free di. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stupidity (also called fatuity) is the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Property (philosophy)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Property_(philosophy)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;property&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Person" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Person"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;person&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Action (philosophy)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Action_(philosophy)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;action&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; or &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Belief" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Belief"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;belief&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; instantiates by virtue of having or being indicative of low &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Intelligence" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Intelligence"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;intelligence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; or poor &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Learning" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Learning"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;learning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; abilities. Stupidity is distinct from &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Irrationality" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Irrationality"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;irrationality&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; because stupidity denotes an incapability or unwillingness to properly consider the relevant information. It is frequently used as a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Pejorative" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pejorative"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pejorative&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;, and consequently has a negative connotation. The term has fallen out of favor in medical journals as it is seen as a generic term used to describe a wide variety of conditions. Stupidity is a noun of Latin origin representing a quality or state of being of being stupid, or an act or idea that exhibits properties of being stupid. The root word stupid, which can serve as an adjective or noun itself, comes from the Latin verb stupere, for being numb or astonished, and is related to stupor.&lt;br /&gt;According to Merriam-Webster, the words "stupid" and "stupidity" enter the English language in 1541. Since then, stupidity has taken place along with "fool," "idiot," "dumb," and related concepts as a pejorative appellation for human misdeeds, whether purposeful or accidental, due to absence of mental capacity.&lt;br /&gt;The modern English word "stupid" has a broad range of application, from being slow of mind (indicating a lack of intelligence, care or reason), dullness of feeling or sensation (torpidity, senseless, insensitivity), or lacking interest or point (vexing, exasperating). It can either infer a congenital lack of capacity for reasoning, or a temporary state of daze or sin psychology, group stupidity is known as &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Deindividuation" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deindividuation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;deindividuation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; in crowds, and can lead to behaviors usually not displayed outside the specific social situation. The behaviors are attributed to a variety of causes, including loss of self-identity, incentives to conform to group behavior, and other dynamic slow-mindedness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never cross my mind there's such thing as group stupidity. I think i'll be one too one day if i continue doing nothing at home. My mind will lost its function soon..huhu..T.T&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304395600942104082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SZz_sfZMfhI/AAAAAAAAAWc/zLgRntS3VZA/s320/20060915-stupid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Find me! Find me! Welcome myself to the society&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304395602114385522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SZz_sjwsFnI/AAAAAAAAAWk/LrMet__EUwQ/s320/8527~Stupid-People-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;At least there's still a good news for me. Here comes the invasion of the world by idiot groups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-2112325792379450465?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/2112325792379450465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/02/stupidity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/2112325792379450465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/2112325792379450465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/02/stupidity.html' title='S.T.U.P.I.D.I.T.Y.'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SZz_sfZMfhI/AAAAAAAAAWc/zLgRntS3VZA/s72-c/20060915-stupid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-6144262927427633068</id><published>2009-02-18T20:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T20:51:05.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I. HATE. HOT. DAYS.</title><content type='html'>I&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; do not need heatwave in Australia or the draught in China to kill me. The super damn hot weather in in our "beloved" country alone is enough to melt and vaporise me. Today was very hot and stuffy. Imagine, me sitting in an air conditioned room with the lowest temperature and I was sweating like no body business. I hate it! Hate it! Save me! I keep on imagining stuffing myself into a refrigerator or ice box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1. Open the refrigerator's door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;2. Move your head in 1st&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;3. Stuff your body in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;4. Try to push your legs in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;5. Just close the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;6. Take a nice nap in there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Too bad that no refrigerator, not even LG, Samsung, Phillips, you name all the brands that have a super big enough one that can fit me in there. They should have just created one which I think will be a popular household item one day in the future. You can just shove everything away into another column and there you go, a cosy and COOL! resting place. Oh great! The damn weather is making my day dreaming even worse. Wake up Wenyin! Arghhhh! HATE THE WEATHER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I messaged jie just now. She still need to stay at hospital for another day for check out. Its nothing serious according to her. Talked to Leatrice yesterday and made her promise to take care of my sister properly. Hope jie can recover soon. *Praying really hard for her*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-6144262927427633068?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/6144262927427633068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-hate-hot-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/6144262927427633068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/6144262927427633068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-hate-hot-days.html' title='I. HATE. HOT. DAYS.'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-7773360463158107900</id><published>2009-02-16T14:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T14:51:46.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beggar Dishes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Oppsy! Looks like I had made a small mistake. It ended up that Banting is not in Negeri Sembilan after all. In fact, it's still in Selangor. So, instead of travelling south yesterday, we traveled north. Its somewhere near Morib Beach. We travelled together at 4.00 pm and reached there bout 5.30pm. Yes! It is a bit early, even the restaurant had not started its business of the day yet. So, we just sat there, chatted, and laughed. Our moms went to visit a small temple situated next to the restaurant. Let me describe me dinner. First, we had this dish called Beggar Chicken, then we had this Beggar Pig Stomach ( I think that's what they called),later we had Beggar Duck, Beggar Lamb and Beggar Fish. Funny huh? It was quite nice at first since everyone was hungry, but after the 3rd dishes, we were lk *GASP!**NOT ANOTHER ONE*. Thank God! they actually did not forgot to order vegetables.*PHEW* I ended up sapu almost half plate of the vegetables. Under such situation,it tasted like a bliss. Haha..We finished at 6.40pm. Our actual plan was to visit a big temple near by there, but its under renovation. So, we end up going to Thean Hou Temple in KL. It was quite huge and the decorations there were beautiful. Can see the whole KL Scenery from up there, a spectacular view! I reached home about 10 pm, bathed then chatted with Ian. Had quite a deep conversation with him. He was unhappy due to some reasons, but I'm glad he willing to share with me.I dont think i'm was a bit much help yesterday, but at least I got to understand him more. If he continue to keep it within himself, I'll never understand him. I Know you will be reading this blog. Just wanna to tell you that I'll always be here for you if you need to express yourself out. Never be afraid to show your emotions out, whether you are happy, sad, angry, annoyed, pissed off, feeling lk killing someone, or anything, and trust me, you will feel better by letting it out. Learn to love yourself before you love anyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303283920774023394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SZkMoMDGyOI/AAAAAAAAAWU/GgufOsGo7p0/s320/thumbnailCA441B0R.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;From me, Starry and Spencer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-7773360463158107900?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/7773360463158107900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/02/beggar-dishes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/7773360463158107900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/7773360463158107900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/02/beggar-dishes.html' title='Beggar Dishes'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SZkMoMDGyOI/AAAAAAAAAWU/GgufOsGo7p0/s72-c/thumbnailCA441B0R.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-5276299425327457916</id><published>2009-02-14T22:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T15:04:26.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feng Shui Mania</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Do you believe in Feng Shui? I used to not really believe in it but today, my perception on Feng Shui has totally changed. Today i woke up quite early ( I don't know 8 am is considered early or not but the only thing i know is that its killing me). My Gu gu from Singapore came to my house to look at our Feng Shui. She has been into this Feng Shui profession for quite a number of years. Since. she's In M'sia, she dropped by to take a look at our house. She even helped us to calculate our birth date ( "Pat Zhi"). So, she started off with mine 1st. And to my surprise most of the things she said about me is TRUE!. Especially about my relationship luck. She even can guessed that I have a bf already this year based on my birth date( I swear that no one ever tell her bout it). I almost spitted out the tea I'm drinking when she ask me about it. I looked at my dad, then to my mom, then to my dad again. Then, dad say, nvm, just tell your aunt the truth. Later, she told me the career that is suitable for me, and another surprise too. She said that I'm suitable for finance and insurance sectors. So, since I actually planned to pursue Actuarial Science, what she predicted is almost accurate. She too talks bout my wealth luck, health, my strength, my weakness and influence in my future. According to her, for this coming two years, I'll be facing emotitonal clash (which I think i am beginning to face now) something due to my star clashing with my birth date so she ask me to not to take things too overly and learn to let go. This emotional clash will go off by the time I am 20, so i think its not that bad. Then, she went on with my siblings and parents one. For two hours, I sat with them, trying to gain some concept about Feng Shui and what is she trying to explain. Overall, I gained some new knowledge today not to mention my new perception about Feng Shui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this, I'm going out to Banting ( I guessed its somewhere in Negeri Sembilan) for dinner with Hao Min's, Suet Huey's and a few more families as a reunion. We are testing the so call "famous" Beggar Chicken there. Later sure got a lot of things to catch up with Hao Min and Suet Huey. We have to travel at bout 4 something cuz it takes about 2 hours to reach there. Hopefully the chicken will taste nice. Yesterday's conversation with Ian was less than interesting, more precisely its very annoying. Its not because both of us, it just that our attempt to start a conversation keeps on disrupted by the bad Internet connection. I just don't know what happened to the damn connection. Perhaps it is also suffering from emotional breakdown. WTH! It sucks to the max! Forgive my bad language, i couldn't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, i read finish The Chocolate Lover's Diet. It is quite interesting for me but I think I'm skipping The Chocolate Run first because I think i got overdose of chocolates..indirectly. Cuz every corner of TCLD ( the 1st book i mentioned) is about chocolates, chocolates and more chocolates. This book is not recommended for those who has no will power to stay away from the heavenly delicious sugary brown tidbits cuz you will tend to eat it along as you read the book. I felt lk i have ate a whole book of chocolate. I'm starting The Secret Shopper's Revenge after this. At least i can resist shopping rather than chocolates. For this two months of sticking my butt everyday on the coach, I read quite a number of new novels and reread some of the old ones already. Lets see, i scribble the list out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;1. The Da Vinci Code&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;2. Deception Point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;3. Angels and Demons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;4. Human Traces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;5. The Interpretation of Murder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;6. The Confession of a Shopaholic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;7. If You Could See Me Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;8. The Chocolate Lover's Diet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I have another 4 new ones coming up, including the one i just started. Hope can finish on time. To anyone out there, if you have any great books, lend me ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302899278237619314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SZeuzC8HVHI/AAAAAAAAAWM/n37_Kr89_sA/s320/clover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Let a four leaf clover bring me luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;P/S: The date and time for this post is inaccurate..sorry ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-out-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-5276299425327457916?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/5276299425327457916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/02/feng-shui-mania.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/5276299425327457916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/5276299425327457916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/02/feng-shui-mania.html' title='Feng Shui Mania'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SZeuzC8HVHI/AAAAAAAAAWM/n37_Kr89_sA/s72-c/clover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-8771756689503142434</id><published>2009-02-12T18:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T19:11:45.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are my valentine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SZP8_Afa-PI/AAAAAAAAAWE/-OzfiFvvZXE/s1600-h/P2110523.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SZP8_ODvzcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/eikVz1_9ZNQ/s1600-h/P2110510.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301859349380976066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SZP8_ODvzcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/eikVz1_9ZNQ/s320/P2110510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My first Valentine's Day was unbelieveable great! Or should I say perfect 10? I have no idea how to describe everything out, the feelings are incredible. Yesterday, me and Ian went out for our Valantine's Day celebration. We decided to celebrate it earlier to avoid the crowds on this saturday. We went to Sunway Piramid by bus and it was not as bad as i thought before that. In fact, I glad we took the bus, at least I got to cuddle with him..hahah! So, we reached there bout 12 pm, caught a movie, looked around for William's present, windowed shopping, chatted, laughed and enjoyed! Oh, we did too exchanged presents. He gave me an adorable teddy which was hugging a cup that was filled with chocolates and a Valentine's card. He does know what I love! I used the word "was" because I started to eat the 1st chocolate di..couldn't stand looking at it. It tasted incredible, its lk Cadbury. But I'm definitely saving the Ferero Rocher last to eat. Not enough with that, he too bought me this cute star which I had named it Starry while the teddy had a name " Spencer". I got this nice bracelet with my nickname on it too.. Thanks, my dear! There's been times yesterday which he did something that touch my heart. Anyway, the moment I love the most is not in the cinema, not when we "windowed shopping", not when you read me the poem, its during the journey back home. I can felt a great sence of secure when I felt asleep in his hands. Its lk no one can ever take you away from me. We reached back kjg bout 7 something. What a wonderful day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I discovered this song "My Valentine" today and I would lk to dedicate it to Ian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;if there were no words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;no way to speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i would still hear you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;if there were no tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;no way to feel inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i'd still feel for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;and even if the sun refused to shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;even if romance ran out of rhyme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;you would still have my heart until the end of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;you're all i need, my love, my Valentine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;all of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i have been waiting for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;all you give to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;you've opened my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;and shown me how to love unselfishly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i've dreamed of this a thousand times before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;in my dreams i couldn't love you more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i will give you my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;until the end of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;you're all i need, my love, my Valentine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;and even if the sun refused to shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;even if romance ran out of rhyme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;you would still have my heart until the end of time'cause all i need is you, my Valentine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;You're all i need, my love, my Valentine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;P/S: To Ian, you stole my 1st kiss and I'm glad you are the one :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/7472454979283712067-8771756689503142434?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/8771756689503142434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-are-my-valentine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/8771756689503142434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/8771756689503142434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-are-my-valentine.html' title='You are my valentine'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SZP8_ODvzcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/eikVz1_9ZNQ/s72-c/P2110510.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-215863953406200716</id><published>2009-02-09T20:38:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T23:24:37.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Panther 2 rocks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300791872455558066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SZAyH4n9w7I/AAAAAAAAAVE/POaonbzLzxk/s320/200px-Pink_Panther_2poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday, dad brought us to watch Pink Panther 2 in Cheras Selatan. For those who had watch the 1st one, you know how funny it is. And the 2nd one is even better. Hands up for Steve Martin! He's definitely a great actor. In this movie, he's the funny guy, Inspector Clouseau who's english accent is incredibly funny. I'm not gonna disclose the plot yet since Ian havent watch it yet..don't wanna to spoil the exitement..heheh! Overall, it's sure a movie that can make you laugh till you drop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;While in Jusco yesterday, I bought another 3 novels to read. That doesn't seem mind that i buying so many, he said, since I'm so free, why not I read more books.( Lk what Ian said, to prevent my brain from rusting). Its definitely better than hugging my Tv set the whole day, at least I can fill my free time constructively. So, I bought these books, which two of them have something to do with chocolates and their cover, although the contents have nothing much to do with chocolates. Its their "yummy" title that caught my attention actually. I think this book can last for bout one month, so i can benefit them while waiting for result to come out. These are the books I bought:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300794404155191506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SZA0bP8McNI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GKlVChx8eKY/s320/41UrWVrSKpL__SL500_AA240_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300793768656735442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SZAz2QhjjNI/AAAAAAAAAVU/bF9x9uDeWN0/s320/9780751539684.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300794019725060578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SZA0E306KeI/AAAAAAAAAVc/uP1YW7srHVE/s320/the-secret-shoppers-revenge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, my bro and I had a lilttle so call "adventure" in our neighbourhood playground. We were there to play basketball cuz mom ask us to move our butts" rather than watching tv the whole day. So, we gave in and went there for a game. Unfortunately, our "game" lasted for onl;y 15 minutes. This was how it went.. Bro threw the ball too hard and it flew out of the court. So, he went to pick it up. Its only the bad news. The worse was when he tried to threw the ball back to the court, it hit a tree and the ball practically bounced back outwards. The worst news was the ball fell into a big monsoon drain. Bro and I gave each other a blank stare, meanwhile, the only word I can think of is "S**t*. *Gasps*.*Panic*. We were lk " Oh God, oh God! What should we do???!!!" Call for help? Bd idea cuz the only person who was there is an old man. We don't want take the risk breaking his bone for help us to retrieve back the ball. So, this is how our adventure begun. We went around the park, searching whether there's any way we could get down the drain. Then, bro get a "good idea". He suggested we climb down into a smaller drain at far end of the playground, then we walk along the drain which lead into the monsoon drain at another end. I hessitated at 1st cuz it was dangerous afterall. Imagine, if suddenly a big splash of water coming after you. In the end we decided to give it a try cause both of us agree that this is far better than enduring nags from our parents for losing the ball. Bro pull me together into his lil "adventure" half way, because he got afraid to go under the dark tunnel. We practically crawling all the way long. I was praying so hard that no any rats or cockraoches came in our way. Thank God we safely got back the ball. *Phew* But we did not continue our game cause the ball was full of dirts and not to mention billions of germs by then. Anyway, we decided to hang aroung the park longer cause if we went back so early, mo sure ask what happen. Since we have no intention to disclose what had just happen, we stay awhile and sat on the swings and wait for time past. It's been such a long time since I had sat on one. It brought back old happy memories..so that's my lil "adventure" on sat. Other than that, there's nothing much happening around lately.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On wednesday, I'm going out on a Valentine's date with Ian. Yohoo!! Couldn't wait for it..i wonder how will it go on..hmm..?? We are going to Sunway Piramid this time. Hoping that it will be a memorable and a sweet one. I'm very curious to find out what he is giving me..seems lk he had prepared it for a long time. I hope he will lk what I have got for him *cross my fingers*. Let the magic continue!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300801402092300130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SZA6ylSap2I/AAAAAAAAAVs/0uS7hliabic/s320/valentine1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hope our love will be eternity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300802213974771090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SZA7h1ySBZI/AAAAAAAAAV0/pfNkJZZbUIo/s320/valentinesnoopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472454979283712067-215863953406200716?l=wendyyin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/feeds/215863953406200716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/02/pink-panther-2-rocks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/215863953406200716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472454979283712067/posts/default/215863953406200716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wendyyin.blogspot.com/2009/02/pink-panther-2-rocks.html' title='Pink Panther 2 rocks!'/><author><name>Wendy Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09669445806900846019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgkBG5aDaEo/Tkumf3WLBdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0AUtTnjrSCs/s220/P8120129.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zuIxR40wXg/SZAyH4n9w7I/AAAAAAAAAVE/POaonbzLzxk/s72-c/200px-Pink_Panther_2poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472454979283712067.post-6249342154345533941</id><published>2009-02-05T23:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T23:42:07.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If i let you go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1. 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