<?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-8311763986181024370</id><updated>2012-02-17T09:44:02.677+08:00</updated><category term='my'/><title type='text'>♥.chaos.in.the.house.♥</title><subtitle type='html'>judge me and i'll prove you wrong.
tell me what to do and i'll tell you off.
say im not worth it and watch where i end up.
call me a bitch and i'll show you one.
f*ck me over and i'll do it to you twice as bad.
call me crazy;;
you have no idea ♥</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-6611423504378801320</id><published>2011-11-03T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T23:08:27.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whisper (just a lil') L.0.U.D.E.R</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/226242_10150168976607461_689852460_7140842_4977534_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="340" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/226242_10150168976607461_689852460_7140842_4977534_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;There’s always [that] thought that stuck in the back of your mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;That thought you were not quite ready to speak aloud.Due to uncertainty, due to rejection, due to fear and all sort of negative aura surrounded you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;For instance, that thought of yours almost triggers you to tell that special someone “i love you more than a friend” for the first time..it feels as though it was like a small whisper…..&lt;br style="margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;How I wish I could whisper (just) a little LOUDER with (just) a little courage?&amp;nbsp;&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/8311763986181024370-6611423504378801320?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/6611423504378801320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2011/11/whisper-just-lil-l0uder_03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/6611423504378801320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/6611423504378801320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2011/11/whisper-just-lil-l0uder_03.html' title='Whisper (just a lil&apos;) L.0.U.D.E.R'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-1856985631388043099</id><published>2011-10-07T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T23:37:16.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pushed to the edge of the cliff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h6i_qHEPHiw/To8cP98BiTI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/rwKJr-a1GVY/s1600/gandhi+quote.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h6i_qHEPHiw/To8cP98BiTI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/rwKJr-a1GVY/s320/gandhi+quote.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Papyrus; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Have you ever feel suffocated with the over-flooded thoughts that filled up your mind and heart; to a point that you felt yourself being pushed to the edge of the cliff?&amp;nbsp; Well, yours truly have been going through such dilemma for months…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I paused to ponder if all these are necessary or it is just some unnecessary stress trying to mind-fucked me. A good friend of mine told that I could just walk away and leave all behind. Yet, I kept running as fast as I could and as far as I can but…. my past still somewhat lingered around.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Papyrus; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Papyrus; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;All I wanted is a chance to bounce back and start fresh again.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-1856985631388043099?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/1856985631388043099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2011/10/pushed-to-edge-of-cliff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/1856985631388043099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/1856985631388043099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2011/10/pushed-to-edge-of-cliff.html' title='Pushed to the edge of the cliff'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h6i_qHEPHiw/To8cP98BiTI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/rwKJr-a1GVY/s72-c/gandhi+quote.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-6639338232839899966</id><published>2011-06-19T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T16:26:28.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rihanna- California King Bed (Lyrics)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/knVXz4JhDtk?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;My recent addiction. I've been pressing on the repeat button constantly throughout the day. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-6639338232839899966?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/6639338232839899966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2011/06/rihanna-california-king-bed-lyrics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/6639338232839899966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/6639338232839899966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2011/06/rihanna-california-king-bed-lyrics.html' title='Rihanna- California King Bed (Lyrics)'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/knVXz4JhDtk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-911877161526213963</id><published>2011-05-15T19:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T19:29:53.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the big two and one = 21 bitches!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: solid #4F81BD 1.0pt; border: none; mso-border-bottom-themecolor: accent1; mso-element: para-border-div; padding: 0in 0in 2.0pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;div class="underline" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea64bd; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Book', sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;This is probably the last weekend of me being 20! The coming weekend, imma hit the beach with my girls and my boys! &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea64bd; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Book', sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea64bd; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Book', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea64bd; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Book', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Not only I’m excited for my 21&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; to be a beach party but also, it’s a getaway trip for my girls! It’s gonna be a company of people that I heart the most on this planet + laughter + L.0.V.3 + celebration atmosphere + and booze!! (like duh...!!) all night long baby~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea64bd; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Book', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea64bd; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Book', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I’m pretty certain that others are looking forward to it as well since all the assignment and exam deadlines are officially CLEARED!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea64bd; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Book', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea64bd; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Book', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;How I wish I can fast-forward the upcoming week……………….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea64bd; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Book', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea64bd; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Book', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.correspondencemusic.com/core/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/Beach-party.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="247" src="http://www.correspondencemusic.com/core/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/Beach-party.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: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4024/4363603413_822b31f1bf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4024/4363603413_822b31f1bf.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: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea64bd; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Book', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;This gonna be the exact resort that we gonna crush-in for the night! (BIG GRINNNNN)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea64bd; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Book', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea64bd; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Book', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0myhNZHzOE/TQtaMT3XVeI/AAAAAAAAAAg/wdHuQkU-A0Q/s1600/love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0myhNZHzOE/TQtaMT3XVeI/AAAAAAAAAAg/wdHuQkU-A0Q/s320/love.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: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea64bd; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Book', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I'm r.e.a.d.y to Partyyyyyy for my 21st....!!! &amp;lt;3&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/8311763986181024370-911877161526213963?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/911877161526213963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2011/05/big-two-and-one-21-bitches.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/911877161526213963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/911877161526213963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2011/05/big-two-and-one-21-bitches.html' title='the big two and one = 21 bitches!'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4024/4363603413_822b31f1bf_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-7892984150312977126</id><published>2011-02-21T16:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T16:26:57.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long-awaiting updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="margin-left: 1.0in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level2 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;þ&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Feliz Navidad celebration done !&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1.0in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level2 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;þ&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;Welcoming &lt;/span&gt;2011&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt; !&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1.0in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level2 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;þ&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;Summer School 2011~&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1.0in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level2 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;þ&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;Chinese New Year – Gong Hei Fatt Choi y’all ! –&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="margin-left: 1.0in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level2 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;þ&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;The month of Cupid --&amp;gt; V-day~! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Finally, I can put a FULL STOP! to my checklist of months and months of busy schedules, deadlines to be met, dramas to be gone through, events to be attended etc. At the moment, yours truly is sipping her favourite Green Tea Frap w/o whipped cream while updating her blog in Starbucks. Nothing beats this moment after the lunatic life I’ve been leading for the past months.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sounded too much for your peeps? To be frank, for the past months I’ve gone through; heartache moment, bitch fights, family celebration (Xmas &amp;amp; CNY) and of course... an unexpected twist of New Year and Valentine’s Day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Alrighty, I’ll start off with my heartache moment. It’s about time for me to reveal it anyway. I’m no longer attached to the guy I’m seeing for one year plus. Reason: Our love definition is not on the same page. I prefer one man’s woman. He, on the other hand, prefer the term – the more the merrier statement. For those that can’t catch what I’m tryna say..Feel free to come talk to me personally on Facebook, Twitter or MSN chat. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Moving on, bitch fights; LOL. It’s a déjà-vu moment. it started off by my friend, T having a fight with her boyfriend. Boyfriend bombarded me. Next thing you know, bitch fight between us and then it dragged to three of us and for now, we’re not in talking term. The usual Gossip Girl fights (P.S. Not like I care. All I did was advised and suggested you on what to do. It was your actions and decisions. You took the step and take the HOT! I’m not your shield of ‘’protection’’).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Xmas and CNY (pretty much same!) ..Awww...it’s a family tradition. For every Christmas, all family members are obliged to fly back to Malaysia to spend this festive season as a whole. This year is a little different than usual. We took a day off to have a field trip to Raub, Pahang. We did a little bit of jungle trekking, river trekking, flying fox and...well..things you can possible think of doing with the Mother Nature and Tanah Aina. A place where the grass is greener, a place for Mother Nature lovers, a place to escape the concrete jungle, a place for those that seek for oasis and.....to me, I couldn’t find a right word to describe this place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You gotta visit this place to experience it all. You can find out more on Tanah Aina’s facebook and official page.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;New Year..2011..On this spectacular day, I was with my best friend then celebrating (The best friend of mine then became the boy of mine now). Along with us,his best friend and girlfriend. Countdown at Curve, and I saw Colby O’donis live on stage! Best part of it, it’s FOC! Imagine we need to fork out few hundred dollars for the concert ticket alone. So, it’s pretty much a good deal here~ &amp;lt;3&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Valentine!! Whooaa~ I love this Cupid-related day this year! It’s a whole lot of different this year. I celebrated with my ‘’hubby’’. Don’t get me wrong here. We got this title of “Husband-and-wife” from our college mates practically because we always there for one another and watching each other’s back. Be it incomplete assessment given, attendance for classes, friends back-up etc.- We’re there for one another. Says who that platonic relationship can’t exist? We two can perfectly prove you wrong. =D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Alrighty; enough of the wordy post, let the snapshots tell the rest of it for the next post. &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Will keep y'all posted~ xoxo~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif;"&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/8311763986181024370-7892984150312977126?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/7892984150312977126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2011/02/long-awaiting-updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/7892984150312977126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/7892984150312977126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2011/02/long-awaiting-updates.html' title='Long-awaiting updates'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-5420637650183273199</id><published>2010-11-21T14:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T14:24:49.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>;; the other half of a twist in my story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Hey peeps,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Missy X-tine is back in the hood yo! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;xoxo to y'all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Anyway, you will be probably having a lot of question marks above your head now as you're wondering what the heck do I mean for my post title.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Oh well! I've created yet another blog under Tumblr.com.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://xtine-we.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;.chaos.in.the.house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;and yes! .chaos.in.the.house. is the other half of a twist in my story.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;lol. I figured out that there is too many "interesting" incidents happened along the way so I thought the title is the best.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;As for now, I'm currently on finals mode. So, my blog is pretty much dead but I am trying really hard here to be dedicated yo! Just that,&amp;nbsp;procrastination always and never fails to not able to be in charge! ugh!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Will update you peeps soon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;XoXo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-5420637650183273199?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/5420637650183273199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2010/11/other-half-of-twist-in-my-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/5420637650183273199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/5420637650183273199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2010/11/other-half-of-twist-in-my-story.html' title=';; the other half of a twist in my story'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-8203309840754245347</id><published>2010-09-18T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T01:06:50.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L!F3. . . &amp; you know;; THIS SUCKS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;At this very effing moment; &amp;nbsp;there are a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;LOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt; of words I want to use to express how I’m feeling right now but not one of them is polite enough to type here!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I started off with a really bad day. . . firstly; it was raining like cats and dogs early in the morning and I was practically stuck in the traffic for about an hour plus. Class started around 9 am and I reached college like 9:45am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My college area is pretty screwed up for the insufficient parking lots provided as there are so many other colleges located at the same area. Not to mention, the amount of offices around there. Hence, it is a tremendously busy areaaaaaa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And so, I was late and while driving there, I’m keeping my fingers crossed hoping there will only be drizzle by the time I reach.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Unfortunately, it is still raining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Obviously, I need an umbrella- - - - - - - - &amp;gt; &amp;gt; it’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 22pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;b.r.o.k.en&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Luckily, Jo’s mom left hers in my car when we went Bangsar the other day for manicure session.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Turned out; the umbrella I’m using is from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Nirvana Memorial Park’s Co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Once I found out, I was like,”WTF?!?’’&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Moving on, I’m supposed to meet up a friend of mine that I haven’t been keeping in tab with this very afternoon. Because of him, I cancelled off all my plans for the day. Next thing you know; he cancelled off our meet up session for the sake of his friend’s album launching event!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;The most pleasant moment of the day will be the little catching up session with my best girlfriend cum partner in-crime, &lt;a href="http://angelinaverena.blogspot.com/"&gt;Angelina Chanis&lt;/a&gt;. She picked me up and we went to our usual Oldtown spot. As usual, we were bitching about the bitches and bastards in our lives, complaining about our boyfriends, etc etc. Oh! Best part of all. . . I got an ice-cream treat from her! Thanks babe!! –xoxo-&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Finally, the nastiest part of the day, I got screwed up by dad out of the blue! Yes- it is something foolish I’ve done in the past but I already settled up the dust. I took up the responsibility and made a change. What else more you wanted from me!!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;I did what I can..I tried my very best to improved the situation and made your life easier. Instead of being grateful and appreciative for what I did, all you did was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;COMPLAINING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;..and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 28pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;COMPLAINING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;…and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 48pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;COMPLAINING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;I realize it was my mistake and I am really sorry. Therefore, I did what I am supposed to do but you….your actions were wrong. You’re not always &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;RIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;…and your weakest point is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 72pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;E.G.0 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;and you never even try to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 72pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;L.I.S.T.E.N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt; cause you always did the talking, the commanding..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;A GOOD LEADER LISTEN TO HIS/HER FOLLOWERS’ OPINIONS, NEEDS, AND RIGHTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;..but in your case, you’re not a leader but a dictator~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/TJOeIwmg7tI/AAAAAAAAAh4/2Ga1dra7BWU/s1600/3599671136_f1a30530c9_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/TJOeIwmg7tI/AAAAAAAAAh4/2Ga1dra7BWU/s320/3599671136_f1a30530c9_z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Sometimes, I had this thought in my mind. If there is really an existence of a FAMILY TREE…I wish…I could have cut off some branches! F.M.L~&lt;/span&gt;&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/8311763986181024370-8203309840754245347?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/8203309840754245347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2010/09/lf3-you-know-this-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/8203309840754245347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/8203309840754245347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2010/09/lf3-you-know-this-sucks.html' title='L!F3. . . &amp; you know;; THIS SUCKS!'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/TJOeIwmg7tI/AAAAAAAAAh4/2Ga1dra7BWU/s72-c/3599671136_f1a30530c9_z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-9201483575846018502</id><published>2010-08-27T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T22:31:27.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.::.Unity.::.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4f81bd; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hey y’all! New adventure, new experience, new semester, and new subjects blah blah blah . . . Missy Xtin3 is back to Malaysia. It’s just three weeks back to university and there are tons of assignments pending, gone through one mid-term paper and another paper coming up. S-i-g-h. . . seriously! I wish I can graduate right away! Anyhoos. . . I came across some “interesting” racism issue from &lt;a href="http://themalaysianinsider.com/"&gt;themalaysianinsider.com&lt;/a&gt; and my girlfriend, &lt;a href="http://suezzmiruku.blogspot.com/2010/08/racist.html"&gt;Amanda’s blog&lt;/a&gt;. Oh! Also, another shout out comment from &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/?ref=logo#!/pages/Namewee-huang-ming-zhi-Official-Page/160059088428?ref=ts"&gt;Namewee&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4f81bd; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" style="background-image: url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/r2W5HuuTc68/hqdefault.jpg);" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r2W5HuuTc68?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r2W5HuuTc68?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4f81bd; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4f81bd; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Again, I need to make this statement &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;LOUD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4f81bd; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8064a2; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;C_L_E_A_R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4f81bd; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4f81bd; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A developed country with first-world class technologies and facilities will not bring the country anywhere further than that if the society as a whole is still keen with a third-world country mentality. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4f81bd; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4f81bd; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4f81bd; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;There are already awareness campaigns being set up all over the country to reach out the message of 1 Malaysia to all walks of life living under the same roof. What made us, Malaysian, unique is that, we’re all different in a sense of cultures, beliefs, religions and skin colors and yet, we’re able to stick together as one big family. However, the spirit of unity is starting to wilt in today’s society as we failed to understand the concept of unity and we failed to see the way how it should be like . . .back at those times of our ancestors fighting for the word- freedom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re all in this together! We’re one big happy family that formed the concept of 1 Malaysia. What we should do is to work things out together and stick as one. It’s not about finding who’s right, who’s wrong and whose fault was it and who is at the top of the hierarchy and who is at the bottom. There should be equality. Everyone should have his/her share. Stop blaming . . . stop criticizing. .&amp;nbsp; . Stop discriminating . . . Stop comparing . . . Stop racism . . . and start working things out . . . !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Independence Day in advance Malaysia~!&amp;nbsp;    &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brandsoftheworld.com/sites/default/files/0022/4896/brand.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.brandsoftheworld.com/sites/default/files/0022/4896/brand.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4f81bd; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Demi', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-9201483575846018502?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/9201483575846018502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2010/08/unity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/9201483575846018502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/9201483575846018502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2010/08/unity.html' title='.::.Unity.::.'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-2935078138028626899</id><published>2010-08-01T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T23:32:23.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L0vin' SuMM3R to every bit ;;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;When I was a kid, my mom used to said, it’s back to school again tomorrow and I’ll frown. And tomorrow, it’s back to University for me but I’m still away from Malaysia. LOL! Fyi, I’m in Hong Kong now. ;) My summer break was pretty much filled up and I had a great time after months of studies, assignments and exams. This time around, I won’t be groaning over my results or so because I knew I’ve done my best and I can say that I put on way lot more efforts than before. Even though, it wasn’t a good outcome but oh well..I gonna work three times harder for this upcoming one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/TFWQMrTBmII/AAAAAAAAAho/JqbTMGEaWZA/s1600/IMG_1415.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/TFWQMrTBmII/AAAAAAAAAho/JqbTMGEaWZA/s320/IMG_1415.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;This snap was taken in Hong Kong at my cousin’s country club and resort. I was at the golf course. Will update more about my trip next time around. Toodles. &lt;br /&gt;XoX0 ;;p&lt;br /&gt;P.S. : happy 1st year! :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-2935078138028626899?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/2935078138028626899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2010/08/l0vin-summ3r-to-every-bit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/2935078138028626899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/2935078138028626899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2010/08/l0vin-summ3r-to-every-bit.html' title='L0vin&apos; SuMM3R to every bit ;;)'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/TFWQMrTBmII/AAAAAAAAAho/JqbTMGEaWZA/s72-c/IMG_1415.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-2111314712066949712</id><published>2010-07-25T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T23:52:56.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>;; im baccck :)</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/TExdceV25aI/AAAAAAAAAhg/WH6syTzUPrE/s1600/laundry.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/TExdceV25aI/AAAAAAAAAhg/WH6syTzUPrE/s320/laundry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;0k..I’ve been hiding for almost 2 months now…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;well…baby, now I’m back…:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/8311763986181024370-2111314712066949712?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/2111314712066949712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-baccck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/2111314712066949712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/2111314712066949712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-baccck.html' title=';; im baccck :)'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/TExdceV25aI/AAAAAAAAAhg/WH6syTzUPrE/s72-c/laundry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-7566071127844672595</id><published>2010-05-01T18:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T18:34:44.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ S.O.S shoutout to y'all that ~ x♥x♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's been months since my last post and recently I'm too uptight with my endless assignments and finals is slowly crawling towards me....&lt;br /&gt;Anyhooosss...to y'all.......my XOXO team!&lt;br /&gt;Recently, yours truly have joined the&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;'BOH' 1Ummph 1Smile 1Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To those who are not aware of it, it is a competition that you just need upload a photo of yourself and together with your friends and family members into the&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/BohTea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Also, at the same time, we can get to be part of the largest &amp;nbsp;photo collage of Malaysian smiles and win RM5000 and also RM10,000 for your favorite nominated charity.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Of course you need to get friends &amp;amp; family members to vote for you as you can't vote for yourself. :) It is the easiest way for you to win RM5000 and maybe a lil' luck on your side would help.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt; Good luck~ :D&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Please vote yours truly&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/mybohtea/index.php?sec=photo&amp;amp;id=611017167&amp;amp;page=1" rel="nofollow" style="cursor: pointer;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;http://apps.facebook.com/m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/mybohtea/index.php?sec=photo&amp;amp;id=611017167&amp;amp;page=1" rel="nofollow" style="cursor: pointer;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;ybohtea/index.php?sec=phot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/mybohtea/index.php?sec=photo&amp;amp;id=611017167&amp;amp;page=1" rel="nofollow" style="cursor: pointer;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;o&amp;amp;id=611017167&amp;amp;page=1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Love y'all!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;++XoXo++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-7566071127844672595?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/7566071127844672595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2010/05/sos-shoutout-to-yall-that-xx.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/7566071127844672595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/7566071127844672595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2010/05/sos-shoutout-to-yall-that-xx.html' title='~ S.O.S shoutout to y&apos;all that ~ x♥x♥'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-4910367186307808246</id><published>2010-03-23T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T16:24:07.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ uossǝן ǝʌoן ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jamiechin.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/11518_540.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://jamiechin.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/11518_540.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/S6h5JlCmg0I/AAAAAAAAAhU/EqrEkF0Thm8/s1600-h/DSC00930.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/S6h5JlCmg0I/AAAAAAAAAhU/EqrEkF0Thm8/s200/DSC00930.JPG" width="130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a923a3; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;Put on the thinking cap and ponder . . . &lt;br /&gt;Till then..xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;xtine signing off...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a923a3; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;P.S. Left me a comment and let's share. :)&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/8311763986181024370-4910367186307808246?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/4910367186307808246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2010/03/uoss-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/4910367186307808246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/4910367186307808246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2010/03/uoss-o.html' title='♥ uossǝן ǝʌoן ♥'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/S6h5JlCmg0I/AAAAAAAAAhU/EqrEkF0Thm8/s72-c/DSC00930.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-7853314289136560675</id><published>2010-03-08T23:58:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T00:12:13.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>## The Day You Went Away ##</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;8 months with you is like riding on a&amp;nbsp;roller-coaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;The ups-and-downs, sweet and bitter, fights and makeup, jealousy and doubts and the meaning of loving the other half and being loved in return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Today is the day you gonna fly back to the land of sheep to study for another new semester. When we talked while you’re waiting at the boarding hall to get on the plane, I was talking while holding up the tears yet I can’t stop it and you were asking, ‘Why are you crying? Don’t cry. Baby will be back’. Maybe like you said a man shouldn’t be crying but I can feel you’re down from your voice and you’re crying from within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Before this, I’m already crying when I’m driving&amp;nbsp; back from Subang and all the way till I got home after you sent me the “speech” that you’re supposed to say when we’re together for half of the day. That’s the exact moment I’ve walked down the memory lane and recapped everything that happened for the 8 months while I’m on the way home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;In conclusion, I realize you did love me in your way but I was too busy pondering and hoping you’ll love me in my way. Sorry for always being demanding and complaining. Thank you for being patient and considerate. Also, thank you sooooo much for still loving me. I love you baby dum &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/S5UZu3M23bI/AAAAAAAAAhE/tBNOOLxfguA/s1600-h/DSC01044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/S5UZu3M23bI/AAAAAAAAAhE/tBNOOLxfguA/s200/DSC01044.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;A ring is round without an end, so let you and me be just like that. No matter where it starts or where it ends, we'll remain bounded by our hearts. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;(quoted by the boy of mine)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/S5UZ458yRfI/AAAAAAAAAhM/_UlclYkGR4k/s1600-h/DSC01041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/S5UZ458yRfI/AAAAAAAAAhM/_UlclYkGR4k/s200/DSC01041.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The couple rings we both have and the cellphone left by you for me. That makes me think of you every now and then. &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Signing off....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-7853314289136560675?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/7853314289136560675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-you-went-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/7853314289136560675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/7853314289136560675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-you-went-away.html' title='## The Day You Went Away ##'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/S5UZu3M23bI/AAAAAAAAAhE/tBNOOLxfguA/s72-c/DSC01044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-6397245461534543192</id><published>2010-03-02T11:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T11:22:56.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;Yesterday was the first day of my final semester for my first year. Time flies..&lt;br /&gt;3months ago, I was still pondering about what should I do for 3 freaking months!? &lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks after my finals, results are out and I got myself a shitty crappy ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Papyrus;"&gt; Then, I decided to enrolled into summer school to patched things up.&lt;br /&gt;5weeks course and it costs almost 3K. How pricey it is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Papyrus;"&gt; Moving on, 5 weeks of summer school done! I’m getting into the mood of Chinese New Year and Valentine’s Day. &amp;nbsp;I had a simple quiet one with my special one.&lt;br /&gt;And just 2 hours ago, I was on bed, still in slumber land, I got a text from Lee regarding summer school result. It is already posted up on the university’s homepage. Geez...&lt;br /&gt;I’m feeling anxious because I didn’t really study for the paper. I was under medication on my allergies at the same time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;While the page is loading, I’m praying to God and I’m hoping for the best.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;Result came out: P.A.S.S.E.D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah! Amen. Praise the Lord. Y.A.Y!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m glad I pulled it through. I’ll do my very best for this semester so that I don’t see those shitty crappy marks anymore!&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; ...................................................................................................................................................................................................... &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Check this movie out. Valentine's Day. I just watched it with my girls yesterday. This movie may not be such a big hit like Twilight, Harry Potter etc. However, it has a simple message to remind us that love ain't that tricky to find or complicated. We just need to be aware that it's always here, right next to us. :) We just need to be observant and seek for it. Also, we must appreciate and treasure what we have and try not to lose it. Once it's gone, it might be gone f.o.r.e.v.e.r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;XoXo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Xtine signing off....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shockya.com/news/wp-content/uploads/valentines_day_poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.shockya.com/news/wp-content/uploads/valentines_day_poster.jpg" width="211" /&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Enjoy this song by Cheryl Cole, Fight for this Love. Fight for your love peeps! ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;object data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mp-sk.swf" height="180" style="height: 180px; width: 400px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mp-sk.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=45870532&amp;path=2010/03/01&amp;mycolor=E3ACAC&amp;mycolor2=B99FE3&amp;mycolor3=E3DFCF&amp;autoplay=true&amp;rand=0&amp;f=4&amp;vol=100&amp;pat=1&amp;grad=true"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com/playlist/45870532" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Music" src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/get-tracks.gif" style="border-style: none;" title="Get Music Tracks!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Playlist" src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/make-own.gif" style="border-style: none;" title="Create A Playlist!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;Music&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;Playlist&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;MixPod.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-6397245461534543192?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/6397245461534543192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2010/03/yesterday-was-first-day-of-my-final.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/6397245461534543192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/6397245461534543192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2010/03/yesterday-was-first-day-of-my-final.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-8997573876292346047</id><published>2010-02-27T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T23:48:02.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- -d.i.l.e.m.m.a- -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt; Feb, 22:59pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-size: small;"&gt;It’s already 2 weeks since I last spoke to you on phone the night before you leave to Singapore. And last night, I never expected that call was from you. I was surprised and stunned when I finally recognized that familiar voice of yours. I’m almost in tears but I held back and till us both ended the call. I’m in tears and I realize I missed you...so...badly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-size: small;"&gt;P.S.&amp;nbsp; It’s just a little too late for all these things to happen now because it isn’t the same anymore. And it is not just you and me in the picture but there is also another HE involved. I wish I could tell but I just can't. . . . .S.i.g.h.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-size: small;"&gt;I’d love you. I’d miss you. Perhaps . . . it’s different than before? U.g.h.h.h.h.h.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm161/RevolutionIsMe/confusion.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm161/RevolutionIsMe/confusion.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I’m stuck on you. . . and&amp;nbsp; . . . him . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i662.photobucket.com/albums/uu345/Wildpath_Cat/thedffbda1a58f99bca368e6fafb4010ad.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://i662.photobucket.com/albums/uu345/Wildpath_Cat/thedffbda1a58f99bca368e6fafb4010ad.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;U.g.H...damn! F.M.L. . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-8997573876292346047?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/8997573876292346047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2010/02/dilemma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/8997573876292346047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/8997573876292346047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2010/02/dilemma.html' title='- -d.i.l.e.m.m.a- -'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-1087933622193257582</id><published>2010-02-25T10:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T10:36:09.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ God magnificent creation. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I came across a photo uploaded by an acquaintance of mine on Facebook and I couldn't help it but falling in love with it. By just a glimpse of the photo, you'll be truly amazed by how magnificent God's creation is. See it to believe it. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;This is an underwater river in Mexico! Can you believe this???!! How surreal was it.. BBC slotted this into one of Planet Earth's series.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thefortuno.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/Underwater_River_in_Mexico_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://thefortuno.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/Underwater_River_in_Mexico_1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thefortuno.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/Underwater_River_in_Mexico_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://thefortuno.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/Underwater_River_in_Mexico_2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thefortuno.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/Underwater_River_in_Mexico_4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://thefortuno.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/Underwater_River_in_Mexico_4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;These amazing pictures were taken in the cave of Cenote Angelita, Mexico. Here’s the photographer description about the surrounding: &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;“We are 30 meters deep, fresh water, then 60 meters deep – salty water and under me I see a river, island and fallen leaves… Actually, the river, which you can see, is a layer of hydrogen sulphide.”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; This will definitely be an unforgettable experience once you’re there and see it with your own eyes. If you're a professional diver, you should visit Cenote Angelita Mexico. :) I wish I could...s.o.m.e.d.a.y...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;**&lt;i&gt;Credits to :&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://thefortuno.com/underwater-river-in-mexico/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;Fortuna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.drseussjuice.com/2010/01/cenote-angelita-mexico-the-cave-with-an-underwater-river/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;Dr. SeussJuice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;**Photo credits to : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;Anatoly Beloshchin&lt;/span&gt;**&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-1087933622193257582?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/1087933622193257582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2010/02/god-magnificent-creation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/1087933622193257582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/1087933622193257582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2010/02/god-magnificent-creation.html' title='♥ God magnificent creation. . .'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-5599065019877539942</id><published>2010-02-21T17:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T17:55:05.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With You ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/S4D3rTTvTpI/AAAAAAAAAgM/GhqN9HdRwZM/s1600-h/signing+off.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/S4D3rTTvTpI/AAAAAAAAAgM/GhqN9HdRwZM/s320/signing+off.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;With You Lyrics&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I need you boo, I gotta see you boo And the hearts all over the world tonight,Said the hearts all over the world tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I need you boo, (oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I gotta see you boo (hey)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;And the hearts all over the world tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Said the hearts all over the world tonight&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Hey! Little mama,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Ooh, you're a stunner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Hot..little figure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Yes, you're a winner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;And I'm so glad to be yours,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;You're a class all your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;And..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Oh, little cutie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;When..you talk to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I swear..the whole world stops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;You're my sweetheart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;And I'm so glad that you are mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;You are one of a kind and..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;[Bridge]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;You mean to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;What I mean to you and..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Together baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;There is nothing we won't do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;'cause if I got you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I don't need money,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I don't need cars,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Girl, you're my all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;And..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Oh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I'm into you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;And girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;No one else would do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;'cause with every kiss and every hug,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;You make me fall in love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;And now I know I can't be the only one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I bet there heart's all over the world tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;With the love of they life who feel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Wat I feel when I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;With you [x5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Girl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;With you [x5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Oh girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I don't want nobody else,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Without you, there's no one left then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;You're like Jordans on Saturday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I gotta have you and I cannot wait now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Hey! Little shawty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Say you care for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;You know I care for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;You know...that I'll be true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;You know that I won't lie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;You know that I would try,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;To be your everything..yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;[Bridge]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;'cause if I got you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I don't need money,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I don't need cars,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Girl, you're my all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;And..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;With you [x5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Oh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;With you [x5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Yeah Heh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;[Bridge 2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;And I..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Will never try to deny,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;that you're my whole life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;'cause if you ever let me go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I would die..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;So I won't front,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I don't need another woman,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I just need your all and nothing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;'cause if I got that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Then I'll be straight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Baby, you're the best part of my day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I need you boo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I gotta see you boo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;And the hearts all over the world tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Said the hearts all over the world tonight [x2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Woo Oh.. Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;They need it boo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;They gotta see their boo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Said the hearts all over the world tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Hearts all over the world tonight [x2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;With you [x5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Girl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;With you [x5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Oh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNjY3NDU2MjQxMTUmcHQ9MTI2Njc*NTYzNjAxMSZwPTE4MDMxJmQ9Jmc9MSZvPWNlZTU*MjU1OWE2OTRjYWI5Y2Qy/NzU3ZTUyM2U1Y2M3.gif" style="height: 0px; 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&lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;Playlist&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;MixPod.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-5599065019877539942?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/5599065019877539942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2010/02/with-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/5599065019877539942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/5599065019877539942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2010/02/with-you.html' title='With You ♥'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/S4D3rTTvTpI/AAAAAAAAAgM/GhqN9HdRwZM/s72-c/signing+off.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-601954591840813945</id><published>2010-02-20T21:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T21:49:44.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ one and a half month into 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Wow,things have been...crazily hectic. How do I even begin this recap? Anyway, so so so sorry for the extreme lack of updates peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Oh! Happy Chinese New Year and a belated Valentine's Day to you all. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Gosh..with a blink of an eye, it is already one and a half month into the year of 2010...and a lot of things happened. From me completing the summer school course to some unexpected dramas happening. Oh well, God just love me and the art of drama so much that He just have to put me into the picture somehow. Either being the main character or the plain audience myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Like I was saying, DRAMA! I've been through it, seen it, and totally D.O.N.E with it! Thus, I do not want to further elaborate on whatsoever I've been through.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i788.photobucket.com/albums/yy164/dakotab316/Drama.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i788.photobucket.com/albums/yy164/dakotab316/Drama.jpg" /&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: magenta;"&gt;What else have I been up to...? It's kinda tricky to blog about what happened one and a half month ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Alright then, would update as soon as something interesting happens! :) Till then, X0X0~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Xtine...signing off....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;P.S. ....a.e.s.o.h....♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i765.photobucket.com/albums/xx295/Beckah96/1222688415JZdhwqY.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://i765.photobucket.com/albums/xx295/Beckah96/1222688415JZdhwqY.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-601954591840813945?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/601954591840813945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-and-half-month-into-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/601954591840813945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/601954591840813945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-and-half-month-into-2010.html' title='♥ one and a half month into 2010'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-827169640279000652</id><published>2010-01-09T22:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T22:21:15.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GoD is watching us. . . . . from a distance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am supposed to be doing research for my report on business environment in Sub-Saharan Africa. However, I do not have a clue on what to do first. So, I’m taking a break to blog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m in no doubt that almost every Malaysian should be aware that the hottest topic at this moment. It’s absolutely no other than the “ALLAH” issue. Thus, I don’t have to further elaborate that. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Frankly speaking, the moment I got a text message from Gerard around 3pm yesterday (right after I’m done with the bowling session with Maxim and her brother at Midvalley Megamall), I couldn’t believe it. I thought it was a prank till I got a text from girlfriend Angelina and later on, a call from Tina. It’s a confirmation then that Metro Tabernacle church had been burnt down by some morons. So far, there are four churches that had have been attacked. Metro Tabernacle in Taman Melawati being burnt down, Life Chapel in Section 17 suffered scorch marks, Assumption Church was not damaged and last but not least, today the Good Shepherd Lutheran Church suffered minor damage after the arsonists failed to set the fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m truly thwarted with what was going on. With the current situation, it’s tricky for Malaysians to achieve the 1 Malaysia goal and vision 2020. From my point of view, at first, I thought we can see some light at the end of tunnel. As for now I think that’s just an illusion. We haven’t even reach to that point where we can see the light. To reach the light and to see what’s ahead of the tunnel, the government and the people must work together. Of course, first thing first, we must overcome the issue of racism. Only then, the country can be progress into a first-world country with first class technology and all but certainly not with third-world mentality society living in it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-827169640279000652?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/827169640279000652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2010/01/god-is-watching-us-from-distance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/827169640279000652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/827169640279000652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2010/01/god-is-watching-us-from-distance.html' title='GoD is watching us. . . . . from a distance.'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-7664525856966908817</id><published>2010-01-05T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T23:37:20.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Love Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hey peeps! Yours truly is back after the previous post of 23hours ago. I didn’t intend to pour out my thoughts for the day till I took a break from doing my business management research by stalking my friends’ and acquaintances’ blogs. Then, I came to this acquaintance’s blog that I read a post related to her and her ex. An anonymous left a nasty comment regarding stuff between them. Apparently, she seems to know who is that anonymous and it is a she. &lt;/span&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: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;First thing first, do not cut me by thinking why I am such a nosy person. I didn’t intend to interfere at all. The thing is, I see and speak highly of this anonymous of mine. She maybe 19 but she don’t think like a 19.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So what happened is that. . . . She’s pouring out some general facts she learnt through her own heart-rending experiences and mistakes. Issues such as lies, betrayal, jealousy, cheating on both sides etc. I do not want to talk about what she posted in her blog simply because that is her own point of view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;As for my platform of thoughts, this is my perception. I noticed that nowadays, young adults (like me) tend to repeat the same pattern, the same cycle, the same way of doing things in the game of love. Yes! I know you’re very much in love with the other half but do not love blindly-but WISELY. Alright, no offences, however, try to put some sense in, try to think about the act you put up. There is difference between being optimistic and telling lies to feel better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Apart from that, the moment I read the word “lies” and “cheating”, I paused for a moment and recap everything I gone through in the past. By just going through the flashback put a frown on my face. I can’t stop thinking, I can’t stop worrying. There are so many things that I needed extra time to sort it all out. My only main concern for now. . . . Am I doing the right thing? Am I making the right choice? It’s a B.I.G question mark &lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-7664525856966908817?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/7664525856966908817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/7664525856966908817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/7664525856966908817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-game.html' title='♥ Love Game'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-2909034942769644297</id><published>2010-01-04T22:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T22:43:25.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ First post for 2010 ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hey peeps! Things have been... crazily hectic. How do I even begin this recap? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Nevertheless, Happy New Year to you all. So longgggg 2009 and HELLO 2010. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Geez, I’ve been through ups and downs for the year 2009. I was thinking what have I done for the year ago? What shits I encountered? What was my achievement? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The list goes on. . . All I can tell, it is a year with no regrets! My last year of being a teenager, my freshman year with Curtin University, Western Australia, my precious unforgettable moments with my loved ones (family and friends) and oh! Not forgetting that sayang dum dum oi of mine. Tick-tock on the clock, when it strikes 12am on 1st of January 2010, we’re together for half a year already. Gosh! That’s quite long compared to all my previous relationships. Oh well...;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I’m looking forward for the brand new year and of course a brand new resolution list! Yours truly shall not reveal what’s on the list. I shall reveal it once I’m able to overcome it. ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There is nothing much I want to pour out except it is my first day for summer school. Yes! I’m back to school. Also, congratulations to &lt;a href="http://suezzmiruku.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amanda&lt;/a&gt; and Tina for being a freshman in college and for the course they’re taking as well. Keep it up girls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/S0H9h8tVKQI/AAAAAAAAAf4/KKPmKZqf560/s1600-h/DSC00939.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/S0H9h8tVKQI/AAAAAAAAAf4/KKPmKZqf560/s320/DSC00939.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So, since I’m starting my summer school, I doubt that I’ll update my blog frequently like I used to. Anyhow, I try my best to update as much as I can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Till then, XoXo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;P.S. (Photo taken during the new year eve countdown charity gala dinner party organized by Kiwanis,Bangsar. After the event, it's party time in M.O.S. Happy New Year peeps! May God bless you all.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-2909034942769644297?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/2909034942769644297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-post-for-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/2909034942769644297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/2909034942769644297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-post-for-2010.html' title='♥ First post for 2010 ;)'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/S0H9h8tVKQI/AAAAAAAAAf4/KKPmKZqf560/s72-c/DSC00939.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-3365000411856845101</id><published>2009-12-20T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T00:53:25.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ An Advance X'mas Greeting &amp; Pressieee~~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I’m in no doubt that Christmas will be here in six days time and yes; I’m still in procrastination mode. I haven’t got my X’mas shopping list done; X’mas tree haven’t been set up as well. I have my own reason to back up the situation. Why? It is because I’m the only one running the errands. Sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;The mother is a Buddhist and the father couldn’t be bother to prepare it knowing that the daughter will be in high spirits to get things done perfectly by that day itself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Speaking of it, I am more contented when I’m celebrating Christmas than Chinese New Year or any other festive season. Still, being the only child in the family left me no alternative but to carry out the task given all by myself. Do not get me wrong as I am not complaining. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Anyhow; the beloved biological mother of mine bought me an advance Christmas present as the ladies went . . . what else women do best? S-h-o-p-p-i-n-g naturally!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Guess what she bought for the daughter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;**********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;*********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;*******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Tada. . . .!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Syz1KW6_AoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/cfugzVvGwA0/s320/DSC00875.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Indeed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Syz1HDbwVZI/AAAAAAAAAfg/bYFnPBtaLUg/s1600-h/DSC00874.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Syz1HDbwVZI/AAAAAAAAAfg/bYFnPBtaLUg/s320/DSC00874.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;My first Charles &amp;amp; Keith’s!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Certainly; you peeps must be pondering and raising a question mark on your heads, &lt;strong&gt;‘Why is it not heels?’&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Reason; Mommy said I’m tall enough that I don’t need heels (Which is so not TRUE!).&amp;nbsp;Anyway, I’m sticking to sandals nowadays. Stylish and comfy! Also; it's on mommy's bill. Thank You!! I love youuuuu.......;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;In view of the fact that this post is about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;ADVANCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; here is my advance greeting to all of you; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summer has turned to winter;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X'mas is near its time to cheer;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&amp;nbsp;hold your hand in the cold night:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Snow fall&amp;nbsp;are such a beautiful sight;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Santa busy preparing his gifts;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The world awaits him in the snowy mist;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X'mas is near and I'm anxious to tell you the truth:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm a lil nervous to see whether im naughty or nice;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will i get sweet or a rotten mice..?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We shall see about that then..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;(P.S. Thanks to &lt;a href="http://leonardsinclair.blogspot.com/"&gt;Leonard Sinclair&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;as I promised) ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;**&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;M&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;y &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;H&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;p&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;y N&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;w Y&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;to all my loved ones. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-3365000411856845101?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/3365000411856845101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/12/advance-xmas-greeting-pressieee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/3365000411856845101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/3365000411856845101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/12/advance-xmas-greeting-pressieee.html' title='♥ An Advance X&apos;mas Greeting &amp; Pressieee~~~~'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Syz1KW6_AoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/cfugzVvGwA0/s72-c/DSC00875.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-1485668167217057071</id><published>2009-12-17T12:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T12:02:25.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all bounced back to the limelight spot. . . ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Yesterday evening;; received a phone call from darling Tina. Finally; that woman came back from her Love &amp;amp; Life youth camp. I’m glad she had fun, met some new friends, be outta reality and met somebody she knew, Isabelle. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&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: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I bet you peeps will be pondering;; what is wrong with this lady here? One minute before, she’s going through a heart-rending moment. Now, she’s all bounced back to the limelight spot again. ;p&lt;/span&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: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;As for now, the main element in my life, my first priority –my education, my studies, my passport for the future prospect is settled! *Big grin* For the faithful followers of my bloggie;; I’m in no doubt that you knew what was going on. ALRIGHT! I screwed my finals, however, I already had a solution for it. :-) It’s official that I’m taking summer school. It’s beneficial on both sides; to kill time (because I’ll be on 3months break without doing anything. Don’t mention anything regarding getting part-time job all because this is not part of the family culture) and at the same time, to mend the damages I did. So, I bring forward management unit from next semester to summer school. I’m bringing you down baby! XD&lt;/span&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: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Moving on;; the other woman that messing up with my love life. Seriouslyy..ugh* Frankly speaking...I don’t give a shit or whatsoever bitchy dirty work you intend to do or it’s now in the process. I can tell you one thing. Get a life would you? You said you’re never a loser till you give up huh? How about me repeating my statement again? Giving up doesn’t always mean you’re weak; sometimes it just means you’re strong enough to let go. By judging your statement above; I guess you’re not that strong enough after all.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&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: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Anyhow; I’m gonna make sure things back in control again. Confidence boosts up and bounced back to the square one. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8311763986181024370-1485668167217057071?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/1485668167217057071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/12/all-bounced-back-to-limelight-spot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/1485668167217057071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/1485668167217057071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/12/all-bounced-back-to-limelight-spot.html' title='all bounced back to the limelight spot. . . ;)'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-1373177450852273980</id><published>2009-12-16T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T14:38:36.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a heart-rending moment . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Screwed the moment of self-therapy #@&amp;amp;$! ~&lt;br /&gt;I thought life is&amp;nbsp;getting on track, I thought I'm in control of it, I thought I'm aware of everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial;"&gt;However; N-O !&lt;br /&gt;Shits happened without my knowledge, stuff that have had been &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;PAST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I only knew in the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;PRESENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Worst part of it; I've given in everything and turns out; I'm such a fool.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I knew &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but I actually&amp;nbsp;know &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-1373177450852273980?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/1373177450852273980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/12/heart-rending-moment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/1373177450852273980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/1373177450852273980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/12/heart-rending-moment.html' title='a heart-rending moment . . .'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-7776232156717069395</id><published>2009-12-15T23:18:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T13:53:30.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Self-therapy for the dull moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Hey you peeps~ I'm so-effin-relieved now!&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Pretty sure if you're following my facebook, my msn's personal shoutout and of course;; my "a twist in my story" bloggie, you'll be definitely figured out generally what was going on. Yes! I'm living in dark and dull moment after few shits happened but it's alright. I bounced back up and slowly getting life back to a sweetheart. Life had been a little bitchy lately. Damn~&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Still;; yours truly will never live outta fun, glamorous, bitchy, sweetie, hardship way. Now; I'm going to recalled back the few things I did for my self-therapy for the moment.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Let's start off over the weekends.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Saturday - Met up with girlfriend Jo after two weeks of not hanging out together. What else can both girlfriends do if we're not going for a girlie night out together-gether?! ♥ Yupe! We had our first stop at Hilton's KL. I dropped by for an hour to meet up with &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.leonardsinclair.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;DJ Leonard Sinclair&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;and also pressured upon his request to meet up with the new girl in his life;; &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;a href="http://jojopinto.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Joanna Pinto&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strike&gt;. Had a great time there with them and of course, I got myself another free cocktails! That is the best part~ ;) &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Moving on, after dropping the mommy home after a charity show taken place in the convention hall&amp;nbsp;at KLCC,&amp;nbsp;girlfriend Jo and I off to the 2nd round! &amp;nbsp;Venue: Laundry Bar @ Curve. Damn! The place is fully occupied. I guessed we're there at the peak hour. It's freaking 1230am! Also, DJ Fuzz was spinning for the night. I gotta say he's my favorite. Since he's there and he's spinning all my favorite songs, the party animal side of me taken place. Supposedly, I had an event to attend at Helo Bali @ Sunway Pyramid and it started off at 10pm. I guess it's too late by then. Sorry Pregash! I'll make it up to you when I see you after semester break alright? *heart you* It's really sweet of you to put me into your guest list and I felt honoured of being invited as V.I.P since you're the marketing officer for them now. Way to go brother ♥ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Back to the therapy story;; since DJ Fuzz is spinning and I can't go club at that hour of the night;; we both just took a place, sat down, chill and drank. I tell you;; both went tipsy at the end of the night. . . . . . . . . . . .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;As for today; in the evening; guess who I went for a drink? Finally, the hard-to-date guy, &lt;a href="http://www.kelvincrazi90.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kelvin&lt;/a&gt; was out with me, &lt;a href="http://hyperactivemonkey.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kimberly&lt;/a&gt; and&lt;a href="http://www.suezzmiruku.blogspot.com/"&gt; Sue&lt;/a&gt;!! She's the guest of honour for the day. As usual, our normal hangout spot will be Secret Recipe at Desa Parkcity. Right after that; we headed to Kim's place to have our girls talk in her room. Then, I drove Sue back home. Before that, we had a stop at the night market to grab some snacks, bought grocery stuff for mom and drop her back home............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-7776232156717069395?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/7776232156717069395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/12/self-therapy-for-dull-moment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/7776232156717069395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/7776232156717069395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/12/self-therapy-for-dull-moment.html' title='♥ Self-therapy for the dull moment'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-9012078878719869249</id><published>2009-12-12T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T15:30:59.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Vein 0f Pessimism p.a.r.t.2 . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Great . . . ! ! Again and again . . you're&amp;nbsp;testing my patience&amp;nbsp;. . you either don't understand the fact that the boy is attached or you simply love the challenge of . . ? Perhaps; how to reach the unreachable. . ? The answer lies right in front you. . You can never reach the unreachable! Get it moron ?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I'm being nice enough the first time, the second time, the third time . . till the most recent tagged photo of yoursss! Now;; you're climbing on top of me by dropping me a message in my inbox! Fantastic. . . stop pretending, stop faking it. . we both know what you want. . Do not expect me to be nice to you the second time around. . I ain't got much patience and do not mess with me, my life, my stuff. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you get a life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/get%20a%20life" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Get a life Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" height="131" src="http://i285.photobucket.com/albums/ll50/sweetj23/Jens/a043b6f9d550db3d3a57cf0c0ec03bad.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&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/8311763986181024370-9012078878719869249?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/9012078878719869249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/12/vein-0f-pessimism-part2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/9012078878719869249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/9012078878719869249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/12/vein-0f-pessimism-part2.html' title='A Vein 0f Pessimism p.a.r.t.2 . .'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i285.photobucket.com/albums/ll50/sweetj23/Jens/th_a043b6f9d550db3d3a57cf0c0ec03bad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-8848612410004900658</id><published>2009-12-10T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T00:27:18.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What was the word for it . . ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Finals results are out and it came out worst than I expected. . By just thinking about it. . I can’t find the right word to describe my feeling. I’m beyond disappointment, beyond being a loser, a failure. . So yeah. . At this moment; FML~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sometimes, when you’re facing an emotional breakdown situation, scene etc; it’s hard for you to actually want to find the right word to describe how you feel. Why?! You just f*ckingly can’t find the WORD that tells it all out. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This goes the same thing when you’re trying to come up with the right word to describe a person. It might be easy sometimes; it might also be hard at the same time especially you can’t read that person’s mind. And by all means. . while you’re cracking your brain up;; there is one word for it – S.T.U.C.K&lt;/span&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: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Also, when you want to have a heart-to-heart talk with a guy/a girl, the “what was the word for it” line pop up every now and then, in fear of the other party doesn’t get you or you might offend his/her feeling. Again, S.T.U.C.K. Oh, not forgetting – FML~&lt;/span&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: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Life is such a bitch and a sweetie;; isn’t it? Still, they’re the vital elements to keep life more exciting than being rigid. You’ll definitely lose out a lot then...!! Geezz . . . I can’t imagine me doing that. There is always first to everything and you only live once being who you are and what you are . . . &lt;/span&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: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hmmmm. . . What was the word for it again. . ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Who cares? F*ck it ! Till you figure it out what I'm voicing out here, I shall see you peeps at the top then. ;)&lt;/span&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: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Goodnight peeps! Till then, XoXo ♥&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/8311763986181024370-8848612410004900658?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/8848612410004900658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-was-word-for-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/8848612410004900658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/8848612410004900658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-was-word-for-it.html' title='What was the word for it . . ?'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-585372518464964341</id><published>2009-12-07T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T22:46:14.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>H0PiNG for the B.3.S.T but expecting for the W.0.R.S.T.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;It’s been a little dull for me today though I went out trying to cheer myself up and have girls talk with my girlfriends. Yet, I went from being &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cranky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (according to baby boy while I’m on the phone and Tina too) to being completely &lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;emo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; about it at the end of the day till I’m supposed to meet Leo’s new girl at Jaya One for a drink that I finally called it off about an hour ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;It’s really hard for me to spill it all out and the courage to want to actually go through it all over again is not within me now. However, I guess, a general pouring out thoughts will be better than bottling it all up inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;By judging the past and the present, all I can see now is difference;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see the different side on how things goes before and how things&amp;nbsp;goes now;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see the different side of you before and the different side of you now;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see the different side of me before and the different side of me now;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see how near we’re before and how far we’re now;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see how faraway the stars may seem is how faraway we’re now at this moment. . .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;As in now, I’m hoping for the best but expecting the worst is the only one thought I can possibly came up with. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Hopefully, I can find the best way out of it . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Till then, maybe – the completely emo side of me that fully filled up with disappointment will not fade awayyyy;;;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sx0J5bBd3lI/AAAAAAAAAfY/GkaZVSn9plY/s1600-h/mind+gone.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sx0J5bBd3lI/AAAAAAAAAfY/GkaZVSn9plY/s320/mind+gone.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&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/8311763986181024370-585372518464964341?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/585372518464964341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/12/h0ping-for-b3st-but-expecting-for-w0rst.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/585372518464964341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/585372518464964341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/12/h0ping-for-b3st-but-expecting-for-w0rst.html' title='H0PiNG for the B.3.S.T but expecting for the W.0.R.S.T.'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sx0J5bBd3lI/AAAAAAAAAfY/GkaZVSn9plY/s72-c/mind+gone.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-1665561164423321488</id><published>2009-12-05T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T22:16:09.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Vein 0f Pessimism. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;How would you peeps feel if someone--that is totally outta your world&amp;nbsp;tag your the other half on some random tagging photo&amp;nbsp;on Facebook and it just showed two of them without you in it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;How would you feel if that photo consists of--well,lets just say,two little puppies in love,a guy and a girl standing facing one another and the distance between them is just an inch? worse come to worst...how about the other party tagged your the other half on his/her parts of body? Let me make myself even &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLEAR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;For girls : boobs / booty&lt;br /&gt;For guys: abs / chest / your ass / your stick. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I am pretty sure you peeps gone furious and blood pressure rising high till the mercury on the thermometer just gone up to the red lining on the reading! Oh! Guess what? Yours truly just gone through it like 23hours ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;For those that seen my last update status in Facebook, there is vulgarity remark on it. Hey! That boy over there is mine and whoever touch him. . .you gotta pay for the price. . .cos' he ain't that cheap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I'm not the kind of girl you can mess with. Call me a bitch and i'll show you one. This is exactly what I said on Facebook. . . . ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Oh well. . .in the end, according to my boy, he called her up and told that B***ch off. I'm not sure how true the story is but I put trust on the boy. I hope he won't break it. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;However, after this incident, I felt a different way towards him. All along, I thought I'm still falling for him but just not yet. Now, I knew I am already there. The point where I can tell the world;; Yes! He's mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SxpqfAr-aQI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/4nz-rXr_wnk/s1600-h/raghu+chillin+on+the+beach.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SxpqfAr-aQI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/4nz-rXr_wnk/s200/raghu+chillin+on+the+beach.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;i love you baby dum ♥&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/8311763986181024370-1665561164423321488?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/1665561164423321488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/12/vein-0f-pessimism.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/1665561164423321488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/1665561164423321488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/12/vein-0f-pessimism.html' title='A Vein 0f Pessimism. . .'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SxpqfAr-aQI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/4nz-rXr_wnk/s72-c/raghu+chillin+on+the+beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-6636469657662911433</id><published>2009-12-01T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T23:59:41.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Th3 Tim3 of th3 MonTh is H3r3 Again ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;It's the time of the month again. It's 1st of December, the last month of the year 2009. Also, the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ihW56Xa3XGQ"&gt;Feliz Navidad&lt;/a&gt; song started playing on my mind again..:-) Of course it's also the time of the month where we will be coming up with new year's resolutions again. Well,come to think of that, how many of it on my list that I actually achieved for this year? Hurmmmm...wait...I don't think I come up with any in the first place. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;However, I did mentioned about the&lt;a href="http://christine-xoxo-we.blogspot.com/2008/12/10-things-in-2oo8.html"&gt; 10 most important events&amp;nbsp;for the year 2008&lt;/a&gt; that happened to yours truly. I bet after reading mine, you peeps will be walking down the memory lane and recall the once upon moment then. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I guess I'll be coming up with another post about what is the best moment I had throughout this year. Damn! Loadsss of it. Life is like a bitch and a sweetie to me at the same time. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Till then, XoXO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;[ NOTE: I can't wait to&amp;nbsp;catch up with Cassey tomorrow! I haven't seen her for weeksssss.....:) ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&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/8311763986181024370-6636469657662911433?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/6636469657662911433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/12/th3-tim3-of-th3-month-is-h3r3-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/6636469657662911433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/6636469657662911433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/12/th3-tim3-of-th3-month-is-h3r3-again.html' title='♥ Th3 Tim3 of th3 MonTh is H3r3 Again ♥'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-5727602170015451351</id><published>2009-11-30T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T23:36:49.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'># Crazy Little Thing Called L♥v3 # p.a.r.t. 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;ey you peepz! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(As I promised in my previous post that I'll come up with P.A.R.T. 2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;--confession to the clique--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Yes~ I admitted that recently I was kind of being emo,troubled...alright,&lt;strong&gt;CONFUSED&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;It's not like I didn't share my thoughts but only to few. Somehow, I don't know if I made the right choice choosing the priority one. Whatever it is, I am hoping the best out of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Anyway,since the previous post is about I receiving ♥ from people I *hearts* and giving out my ♥;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Well,it is definitely not an exception of not mentioning it then. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;However, I'm gonna make it simple and sweet because I am so freaking exhausted that I dare to say my life battery need&amp;nbsp;to recharge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Schedule for the day;;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;As I got up from the bed at 810am,&amp;nbsp;I went straight to freshen up myself with a cold water shower session. :) Then, drove mom and darling cousin out for breakfast. Next,dropped them back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Reached college at 10am regarding the enrolment for next semester, adjust the new timetable and enquiry for summer school year 2010. Met up with girlfriend Maxim and boyfriends, Calvin and Fai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Moving on,once I'm done with college stuff,drove from Subang and all the way to the boyfriend's house at Sg Buloh. Chilling at his place awhile and played with the Shih Tzu girl while waiting for the boy to get ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Tick-tock on the clock. He's done. We're heading off to Jalan Kuching to the workshop to check if the car can be taken out from the "hospital" with a good condition. OUTCOME: Not Just Yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Next, we went back to Kepong and the boy did groceries shopping and bought himself brunch at 330 in the afternoon! Tskk..tskk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Finally, dropped the boy off back to his palace. And I'm off back to my own palace then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Once yours truly back home, got changed into her pajamas and doze off.......zzZZzz.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Still, I'm so sleepy while I pen down all these stuff nowww...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Lesson for the day;; It's ain't easy being a good, supportive, loving girlfriend but whatever you do for the boyfriend-be it small or big, the outcome of it...is......You Know Being With Him Can Put A Smile On Your Face ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SxPk1CX5O0I/AAAAAAAAAfI/gV6g0rbSADc/s1600/make+u+smile.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SxPk1CX5O0I/AAAAAAAAAfI/gV6g0rbSADc/s320/make+u+smile.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X♥X♥ baby dum dum oi;; ♥ ;p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/8311763986181024370-5727602170015451351?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/5727602170015451351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/11/crazy-little-thing-called-lv3-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/5727602170015451351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/5727602170015451351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/11/crazy-little-thing-called-lv3-part-2.html' title='# Crazy Little Thing Called L♥v3 # p.a.r.t. 2'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SxPk1CX5O0I/AAAAAAAAAfI/gV6g0rbSADc/s72-c/make+u+smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-8533180340030655881</id><published>2009-11-29T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T00:54:17.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'># Crazy Little Thing Called L♥v3 # p.a.r.t. 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;It's all about ♥ todayy--oh! And last night too. ;)&lt;/span&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: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Last night;; thanks to &lt;a href="http://leonardsinclair.blogspot.com/"&gt;Leonard&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for&amp;nbsp;working as a&amp;nbsp;part-time soundmaster at Hilton Hotel that had given Tina and I the privileage of enjoying the luxurious moment of fine dining. Well, it wasn't me having the fine dining session but Tina. I, on the other hand sipping 2 1/2 glasses of cocktails -Jamaican(barley rum and kahlua) and Sagria(wine and some fruits in it)&amp;nbsp;from the bar while&amp;nbsp;listening to the band that&amp;nbsp;singing for the night with us sitting down&amp;nbsp;by the window&amp;nbsp;looking&amp;nbsp;out at&amp;nbsp;the peaceful night in city.&lt;/span&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: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;As for today;; it was our first so-called family day (Leonard, Tina and I). What did we do for the day? First stop, Nirvana at Bangsar for brunch-Banana Leaf-. Moving on to Midvalley later for a movie but change-of-plan and turned out,we went for a pool session for an hour with another special treat from Leonard, a glass of Margarita. ;) Sweeettt~ Thanks loadss.&lt;/span&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: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Moving on, thanks to &lt;a href="http://suezzmiruku.blogspot.com/2009/11/thank-you.html"&gt;Amanda's latest post&lt;/a&gt;. She was posting up a Thank You post to people that filled up her life with love and care. Surprisingly, I was on the top of her list! I was shocked as I thought my name will definitely not be on it. Well,turns out, I cheered her up whenever she's down. ;) I'm touched because after all these years- to be exact, 12years of friendship and the memories we shared, I thought it's been replaced with new things and new people in our life- as in at this very moment in our lifetime. Maybe--things haven't change afterall. Anyway, thanks for including me on your list. It really put a smile on my face. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Lastly, supposedly, I wanted to start off this post with the happy moments and ends it with a love dilemma. But...let just put a full stop here and continue with # Crazy Little Thing Called L♥v3 # p.a.r.t.&amp;nbsp;2 for the upcoming post and I shall pour my thoughts on it-FULL STOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SxKkYzaISrI/AAAAAAAAAfA/l9f4qGONn2Q/s1600/love+quote.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SxKkYzaISrI/AAAAAAAAAfA/l9f4qGONn2Q/s400/love+quote.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8311763986181024370-8533180340030655881?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/8533180340030655881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/11/crazy-little-thing-called-lv3-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/8533180340030655881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/8533180340030655881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/11/crazy-little-thing-called-lv3-part-1.html' title='# Crazy Little Thing Called L♥v3 # p.a.r.t. 1'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SxKkYzaISrI/AAAAAAAAAfA/l9f4qGONn2Q/s72-c/love+quote.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-712409865124438035</id><published>2009-11-27T11:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T11:06:51.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Im feelin' ScanDaLoUS ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At this moment,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I don't what to do;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I don't what to say;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't know what the heck is on my mind;;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;BUT;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm feelin' scandalous with the current twist....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;I guess this song says it all;;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Damn! I'm feelin' bitchyyy noww;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, so, so &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0AmjhX3dHy0&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;scandalous&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;[check the link in YouTube peepzz]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're dangerous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just get it up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The way you move so scandalous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's all about the two of us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A one night stand just ain't enough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need some stimulation baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A little conversation maybe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You got me spinning 'round like crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There goes my baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know you wanna sing with us (baby)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's why you know you should be scared of us (baby)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Non stop looks to kill&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Straight talk sex appeal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One touch gives me chills and we ain't even close yet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rough neck all around&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Inking all over town&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Show me how you get down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cos we ain't even close yet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You got me feening and you got me feeling weak&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listen as I speak cos I'm careful as I creep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You got me going crazy and you know I can't sleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No fortune your moves and you hypnotise me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You got me trembling like a little baby girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're so special, you're like diamonds and pearls&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You got me spinning and you got me in a twirl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're my number one baby and you come to rock my world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're dangerous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just get it up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The way you move so scandalous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's all about the two of us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A one night stand just ain't enough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need some stimulation baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A little conversation maybe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You got me spinning 'round like crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There goes my baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scandalous (baby)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So scandalous (baby)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scandalous (baby)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, so, so scandalous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hot stuff, head to toe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where you go, no one knows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You smile playing the dough and we ain't even close yet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Solid as a rock&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How many ways can you hit the spot?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Show me what you got 'cos we ain't even close yet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You got me feening and you got me feeling weak&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listen as I speak cos I'm careful as I creep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You got me going crazy and you know I can't sleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No fortune your moves and you hypnotise me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You got me trembling like a little baby girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're so special, you're like diamonds and pearls&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You got me spinning and you got me in a twirl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're my number one baby and you come to rock my world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're dangerous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just get it up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The way you move so scandalous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's all about the two of us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A one night stand just ain't enough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need some stimulation baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A little conversation maybe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You got me spinning 'round like crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There goes my baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scandalous (baby)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So scandalous (baby)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scandalous (baby)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, so, so scandalous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A little conversation goes a long, long way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Show a little patience&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That you are here to stay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So show me that you're game oh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're dangerous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just get it up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The way you move so scandalous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's all about the two of us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A one night stand just ain't enough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need some stimulation baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A little conversation maybe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You got me spinning 'round like crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There goes my baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're dangerous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just get it up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The way you move so scandalous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's all about the two of us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A one night stand just ain't enough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need some stimulation baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A little conversation maybe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You got me spinning 'round like crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There goes my baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know you wanna sing with us (baby)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's why you know you should be scared of us (baby)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know you wanna sing with us (baby)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's why you know you should be scared of us (baby) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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 align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sw9BX1FtBEI/AAAAAAAAAe4/e1M2qkUVbEI/s1600/DSC00258.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sw9BX1FtBEI/AAAAAAAAAe4/e1M2qkUVbEI/s320/DSC00258.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sw9BX1FtBEI/AAAAAAAAAe4/e1M2qkUVbEI/s72-c/DSC00258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-4516703713277427542</id><published>2009-11-27T00:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T00:21:29.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a new look for my platform of thoughtsss ♥ ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Since the blogger herself is currently on three months break (as in now,that's plan but might be taking summer course depending on the outcome of the finalss), she had plenty of time doing&amp;nbsp;stuff that she is not able to do so while busy with studiesss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;One of the many stuffs I wanted to do is to change my blog into a new look! And, of coursee....Here it is! Tadaaaa! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Other than that, Imma catch up with some girlfriendsss I haven't seen for God knowss how longgggg...missing you girlssss so muchhhieee....:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Also,I'm so proud of myself that I finally made a change for my blog. Hooray for me ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Anyway, shall update soon about how's life been treating yours trulyyy latelyyy..;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Till then...&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;♥X♥ &lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;peepzz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Note: To the girlfriendsss I'm missing so badlyyy..I'll come to you girls one-by-one. I shall buzz you girlsss soon. Misssssss Youuuuuu Choooooo Muchhhhhhhh♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sw6leaLKOdI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/EeNPTkhGVTM/s1600/DSC00633.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sw6leaLKOdI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/EeNPTkhGVTM/s200/DSC00633.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Missing these two girlfriendsss! :(&lt;/span&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sw6mSw8iM6I/AAAAAAAAAeY/GsdPc5n1x8c/s1600/DSC00267.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sw6mSw8iM6I/AAAAAAAAAeY/GsdPc5n1x8c/s200/DSC00267.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hyperactivemonkey.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kimberly Yam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sw6oBsSeN-I/AAAAAAAAAeo/4D29RaTC9Vc/s1600/angieee.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sw6oBsSeN-I/AAAAAAAAAeo/4D29RaTC9Vc/s200/angieee.bmp" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://angelinaverena.blogspot.com/"&gt;Angelina Verena Chanis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/8311763986181024370-4516703713277427542?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/4516703713277427542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-look-for-my-platform-of-thoughtsss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/4516703713277427542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/4516703713277427542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-look-for-my-platform-of-thoughtsss.html' title='a new look for my platform of thoughtsss ♥ ;)'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sw6leaLKOdI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/EeNPTkhGVTM/s72-c/DSC00633.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-3830827193807784138</id><published>2009-11-21T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T23:56:36.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--one moment of ponder--</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Ever since my finals are done, I had plently of time thinking about L-i-f-e. I'm nineteen this year but I came across with a lot of different people from all walks of life. And, I learnt something about the present. We need to be realistic and materialistic (of course not till an extent of sacrificing something/someone important in order to get what you want! ) in the society we're living in. I do not know about how you peeps think but to me, in order to survive and to be on the top of the ladder of success, you gotta act the oppossite way of Disney. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;As I were saying, I came across with a lot of different people from all walks of life. I met with the past-people that still believed Disney story existed in reality such as the Prince and the Princess lived happily ever after and I met with the present too. People living within the society. People that worked so hard to achieve his/her goal in life. However, some sacrifice something precious or someone important for something they wanted in life.&amp;nbsp;(Try to think smart here about what I'm trying to elaborate cause I do not want to offend anyone. If I do,sorry for my remark.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;For me, I had a moment of pondering about this. Frankly speaking, I'm the&amp;nbsp;in-betweener. I still believed in love&amp;nbsp;but I do not believe in such thing like&amp;nbsp;forever love anymore. Please do not get me wrong. Yours truly&amp;nbsp;grew up watching&amp;nbsp;Disney cartoons, playing with Barbie dolls, believing&amp;nbsp;Santa Claus delivering presents for the good kids etc. However, yours truly&amp;nbsp;grew out of those fantasy things and got herself into the present which is being realistic and&amp;nbsp;the world doesn't really&amp;nbsp;revolve around those things anymore. We all have weakness for beautiful things and people too. We tend to want more and more and never satisfy for what we had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;However, I would definitely not gonna trade anything precious or someone important in my life for something materialistic even though I have a dream about how I want my future to be. I hope to graduate as a degree holder or possible a master holder(I have 2 years and a half to complete my double major degree in marketing and management), to be able to work&amp;nbsp;for a fashion magazine or a TV/radio station, to be able to own a studio apartment, to be able to own a Mini Cooper or a VW Golf GTI, &amp;nbsp;to be able to own few LVs (though I had one now and because of that, I'm so addicted to branded stuff), Coach, Charles and Keith, Chanel and the list goes on. Thus, I gonna work hard and get it in the right way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Yet, I do not quite understand why certain people can be so heartless and mean to get what they want. Also, people that sacrifice way too much for the word L-O-V-E...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;If you peeps do get that or have a word about it. Leave me your thoughts...;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Till then peeps..XoXo ♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*one moment of ponder while I'm studying for finalss back then*;p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SwgLH11y36I/AAAAAAAAAd4/PRuhYCp5cNU/s1600/DSC00828.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SwgLH11y36I/AAAAAAAAAd4/PRuhYCp5cNU/s200/DSC00828.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8311763986181024370-3830827193807784138?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/3830827193807784138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-moment-of-ponder.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/3830827193807784138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/3830827193807784138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-moment-of-ponder.html' title='--one moment of ponder--'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SwgLH11y36I/AAAAAAAAAd4/PRuhYCp5cNU/s72-c/DSC00828.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-409506436864269237</id><published>2009-11-20T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T22:23:45.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥♥ confession of a twi-hardsss ♥♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I'm pretty sure since the first instalment of Stephenie Meyer's popular series, Twilight that made it to the big screen last year, the amount twi-hards or better known as the fans became bigger and bigger. From my observation, even months before the second instalment, Twilight Saga: New Moon is being release and it is still not yet in Malaysia, everyone- be it a fan or not is eager to watch it. As for the twi-hards, like yours truly, knew the story from the start till the end because i read the whole series already. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Still, I can't wait to watch the production. It will be up in the cinema on 25th of November 2009. :) Arghhhh! I'm on the Jacob Black's team. The werewolf! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-size: large;"&gt;I love youuuu Taylorrrr Lautnerrrr...You're so so hotttt! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SwazgGVIjcI/AAAAAAAAAdw/tSgfvRsmcBA/s1600/6775_122978699705_82534614705_2183915_862798_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SwazgGVIjcI/AAAAAAAAAdw/tSgfvRsmcBA/s320/6775_122978699705_82534614705_2183915_862798_n.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Note: To that someone special that safely arrived back home from the land of sheep, welcome home sayang dum dum oi..;) ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Till then peepzz...&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XoXo &lt;/strong&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-409506436864269237?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/409506436864269237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/11/confession-of-twi-hardsss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/409506436864269237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/409506436864269237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/11/confession-of-twi-hardsss.html' title='♥♥ confession of a twi-hardsss ♥♥'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SwazgGVIjcI/AAAAAAAAAdw/tSgfvRsmcBA/s72-c/6775_122978699705_82534614705_2183915_862798_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-2118715939890988652</id><published>2009-11-19T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T23:40:24.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ a moment of pamper ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;After such a long period of time..I finally get a moment of pampering myself today by getting a new haircut and a L'oreal hair spa treatment under year-end promotion too. Sweetttt! However, it reminds me of cousin Lih that always went to the saloon with me and the bonding session between cousins of dyeing each other's hair moment&amp;nbsp;popped into my&amp;nbsp;mind! I miss her so badlyyyy...:-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Tada! The outcome! Oh! I had my eyebrow done too at Bangsar! ;p Satisfaction to the max! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Till then peepzzz! XoXo ♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SwVPzqVJVcI/AAAAAAAAAcw/Yb-Kq_lc7rM/s1600/DSC00844.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SwVPzqVJVcI/AAAAAAAAAcw/Yb-Kq_lc7rM/s200/DSC00844.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8311763986181024370-2118715939890988652?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/2118715939890988652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/11/moment-of-pamper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/2118715939890988652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/2118715939890988652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/11/moment-of-pamper.html' title='♥ a moment of pamper ♥'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SwVPzqVJVcI/AAAAAAAAAcw/Yb-Kq_lc7rM/s72-c/DSC00844.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-2881364543358768363</id><published>2009-11-19T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T01:10:07.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Letting it out before I,myself loose it~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I never intended to blogged twice in a day after I've been away for couple of weeks. However, I need to let it out before I,myself loose it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christine We : some time back then, i felt guilty for what I've done to you but now after I found the damage that you've done to me...all i wanna to say is..YOU'RE SUCH A PUSSY! Jerk!&lt;/em&gt; ## &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;about an hour ago · Comment ·Like ##&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;The above statement is my latest status in my facebook account.&amp;nbsp;Sorry for the vulgarity of my remark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Even though it all happened about 4 years ago, I didn't know about this till this very day. Sometimes, when I&amp;nbsp;got a flashback about the past, I&amp;nbsp;felt bad for what I've done to you. I made you waited without&amp;nbsp;giving you an answer. Oh!&amp;nbsp;Also,your so-called loyalty&amp;nbsp;for 3years that you told one of our dear friends and she came to me and told me about it. Yes! I am melted, I am touched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I still remembered when someone talked bad about me, you stood up and shoot them directly.&amp;nbsp;I still remembered when you knew HE still into me even after HE and I called it off, you still tried to patch things up between us even though you felt the same way too. Frankly speaking, I did admired you for that quality at that moment. It's not easy to sacrifice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;However, I still remembered the trouble you got me into from day one that we stepped into high school till the day you kissed our high school compound goodbye.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;You're filled with jealousy, lust, pride, popularity, egoism&amp;nbsp;etc. I bet the word stupidity will never cross your mind. I might not know what kind of person you are in the present but hopefully you don't bring that attitude from the past to the present or future. I can assure you that you're doom by then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Note: Because of pride and egoism, you came up with such a lie that can possibly ruined my reputation. Can't you be the man and face the rejection and a NO instead of spreading that I'm dating you and you dump me because I'm just an ordinary girl? LISTEN...I-DID-NOT-EVEN-DATE-YOU-IN-THE-FIRST-PLACE! How am I suppose to get dump then? Also, I do not want to be known as your special someone&amp;nbsp;AT ALL! Please!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SwQlpFC2BXI/AAAAAAAAAcI/0HIrNYO3n-0/s1600/1157tpr5zs04bo.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SwQlpFC2BXI/AAAAAAAAAcI/0HIrNYO3n-0/s400/1157tpr5zs04bo.gif" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&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: 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;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;## A SHOUTOUT DEDICATED TO ALL THE HATERSSS&amp;nbsp;OUT THERE THAT HATES ME, PLEASE DON'T HATE ME FOR WHO I AM BECAUSE I KNEW YOU WISH TO BE ME..GET A LIFE SWEETIE! ;)&amp;nbsp;##&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Yes! I let it all loose...;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Till then peepz..XoXo ♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-2881364543358768363?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/2881364543358768363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/11/letting-it-out-before-imyself-loose-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/2881364543358768363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/2881364543358768363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/11/letting-it-out-before-imyself-loose-it.html' title='~Letting it out before I,myself loose it~'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SwQlpFC2BXI/AAAAAAAAAcI/0HIrNYO3n-0/s72-c/1157tpr5zs04bo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-8205170560581284790</id><published>2009-11-18T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T16:53:53.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Lately I've been hard to reach~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SwO1LLx5XUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/syi95jkbifg/s1600/Image0086.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SwO1LLx5XUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/syi95jkbifg/s200/Image0086.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Hey you peepsss! ;) Finallyyy...finals mode O-F-F. Finallyyy...I'm back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;After weeks and weeks of preparing for finals and going through it...It is such a torture! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I knew that lately I have been hard to reach. I apologize for that...;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Anywayy, shall update soon. XoXo ♥&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/8311763986181024370-8205170560581284790?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/8205170560581284790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/11/lately-ive-been-hard-to-reach.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/8205170560581284790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/8205170560581284790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/11/lately-ive-been-hard-to-reach.html' title='~Lately I&apos;ve been hard to reach~'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SwO1LLx5XUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/syi95jkbifg/s72-c/Image0086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-3557489663086621777</id><published>2009-10-30T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T23:09:57.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"...nothing is forever,everything is temporary..."(Moses 2001)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Nothing is forever, everything is temporary. I came across with this line while I was browsing through my contacts on my Msn account and I found it written on an acquaintance's personal message. Somehow I felt connected to it instantly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;As the saying goes,"...nothing is forever, everything is temporary..." (Moses 2001);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;The statement imply on everything basic from the dilemma we're facing everyday to our surrondings and people in our life;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;As simple it may seems yet a very powerful message for everyone to understand well enough;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I am not an exception to it either. So, with the statement itself, I blend it together with my own&amp;nbsp;thoughts on this masterpiece of mine. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"An argument is temporary and can never be forever because both parties will get tired of it eventually.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A love story is temporary and can never be forever because death will brings us apart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A friendship that we built is temporary and can never be forever because we might go separate ways when our thinkings and goals changes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A person behaviour is temporary and can never be forever because a person will keep growing and keep changing due to the things he/she learn in his/her daily life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As the saying goes...nothing is forever, everything is temporary....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoping tomorrow will be a better day if today is a bad day..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoping everything will turn out alright since bad things keep popping up..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoping we're able to find the best solution to the problem we're facing..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As the saying goes...nothing is forever, everything is temporary...(Moses 2001)".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;##♥♥ Christine We ♥♥##&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Till then peeps. X♥X♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-3557489663086621777?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/3557489663086621777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/10/nothing-is-forevereverything-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/3557489663086621777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/3557489663086621777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/10/nothing-is-forevereverything-is.html' title='&quot;...nothing is forever,everything is temporary...&quot;(Moses 2001)'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-366707188233298600</id><published>2009-10-08T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T23:49:09.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>## Platform of Releasing ##</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;It’s been almost a week now after my mid-term break. Yet, it’s like never been a holiday mode for me at all. I can still recalled on the first day of my mid-term break, I was at darling Maxim’s home squeezing my brain out and struggling together trying to make an end for our group business management project! Geezz...thank God we’re on time to hand in on that very evening. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Anyway..as you can see it’s yours truly time to pour out her thoughts again on her very own platform- her blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I came across HIS new girl’s blog about half an hour ago. I knew till the core itself that he’s out of my life and out of my sight that I shouldn’t even bother to know what’s going on with his life anymore after what he did to me. Duh! S-O-R-R-Y peeps..but for girls, no matter how badly a guy treated us, we still wanna know what’s going on with his life. Be it of wanting to know if his life is better without us or we still care about them. I can’t help it but wanted to know more about their progress together and is it a fling or is it for real? As far as I can see, it seems like they’re pretty much in love with one another. He’s totally different from how he was when he’s with me. He did things that he never do while being with me but&amp;nbsp;with her.&amp;nbsp;Do guys really act differently when they think they found the ONE? Or is it because being with different girl brings out the different side of a guy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Even though I had move on with my life and I’m happy with what I have now but still, sometimes when I heard “our song” is playing, I thought of you. I still thank God for letting me to meet you and you being in my life and me being in yours even though it’s just a chapter in my story of life. Anyway,he’ll be&amp;nbsp;flying to overseas soon&amp;nbsp;to further&amp;nbsp;up his studies.&amp;nbsp;So, I guess I won’t be able to see him around at his usual “lepak” places. Call me a stalker, a nutcase or whatsoever name you want to put upon me but I always wanted to “bump” to him at places that I knew he will always be around but I hope I will overcome this soon. It doesn’t mean I need to forget about you. For you being an important role in my life once and make a change on the girl you once fall for and because of you, she became the girl she is now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;G-o-o-d-b-y-e to the guy that sang to me this song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;**P.S: When I heard of this song, I will be thinking of you and pray to God to bless your life.**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;“Yeah those guys wanna come treat ya right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Cause you sweeter than apple pie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Everything that you want you got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Girl you know that you need to stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Most beautiful thing in sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Always taking on tha spotlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Ss4IHqKoHoI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DvdiV5xE2ns/s1600-h/colby-odonis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Ss4IHqKoHoI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DvdiV5xE2ns/s200/colby-odonis.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Always in tha club lookin hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Girl you know that you need to stop.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;(Colby Odonis (my hubby ;p &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; on the right) feat. Akon : What You Got)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-366707188233298600?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/366707188233298600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/10/platform-of-releasing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/366707188233298600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/366707188233298600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/10/platform-of-releasing.html' title='## Platform of Releasing ##'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Ss4IHqKoHoI/AAAAAAAAAb4/DvdiV5xE2ns/s72-c/colby-odonis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-1978955225650248255</id><published>2009-09-21T11:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T11:21:55.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Oh-so-effin-Awesomeee!! ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Hey you peeps! Yours truly is oh-so-effin happyyy nowww! In fact, I’m so relieved. Ahhh...at last, I’m able to breathe again after for the entire three weeks of endless of trials, mid-terms, and assignments...phew...tell me about it. I haven’t had a good sleep like God knows how long! For the entire last week, I hardly have been sleeping to be exact. I was up till the wee hours at night trying to finish up my f*cking assignments and it’s driving me crazy. In the midst of completing it, I drank two cups of teh tariks due to its caffeine to stay up, also, I am&amp;nbsp;so wanted to yell and cry. It’s seriously torturing me physically and mentally. My course mates are more or less acting like me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;So for this short Raya holiday, I wanted to de-stress myself and do whatever I wanna do and whatever I like before class starting and another two groups assignments and a presentation to settle up. #sigh# As for yesterday, believe or not, yours truly went for jogging at Tasik Perdana with aunt and darling cousin brother after ages of not doing so.&amp;nbsp;;p It is oh-so-effin awesomeeee! For once, I can actually feels that I'm alive after&amp;nbsp;I'm out for some fresh air.&amp;nbsp;Afterall, for&amp;nbsp;almost three weeks, I’m finding space to breathe. As for now,I’m thinking hard of what I’m about to do next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Moving on;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;As I mentioned above, I’m too occupied with my university life now and I’m buried with notes, books, assignments, tests and the list goes on..I hardly had time to hang&amp;nbsp;out, blog, and&amp;nbsp;having the&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;time and&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;LEPAK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; time&amp;nbsp;like before.&amp;nbsp;My studies took up such a large portion of my time nowadays. Of course, I do hang out but not the party animal I used to be. I don’t really hit to the club like how often I am previously, I don’t really had a happening night life&amp;nbsp;like I used to. Believe or not, friends that usually don’t go out at night started going out and asked me to lepak, I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;rejected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; them! I am truly sorry but seriously, I’m catching the time~ #Sigh#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Now, I’m only a freshman doing my first year for my degree course. Imagine when I’m in the second and third year? Guess you hardly see me by then. Possibility, you might see me more due to the pressure on studies too.&amp;nbsp;We&amp;nbsp;never know.&amp;nbsp;I seriously doubt I can actually maintain a healthy relationship with the dumb dumb boy of mine and my girls and my circle of friends ever since I took studies seriously now! Darn! I no longer has the it's-okay-it's-alright attitude towards studies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Srbk-x3FVII/AAAAAAAAAbg/Gmd7z9cHQOw/s1600-h/lih+and+i.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Srbk-x3FVII/AAAAAAAAAbg/Gmd7z9cHQOw/s320/lih+and+i.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Anyway, my darling cousin Lih is no longer in Malaysia. This architect wannabe is in&amp;nbsp;Glasgow, Scotland doing her Degree&amp;nbsp;now and Master&amp;nbsp;on her aim list. Ugh! Woman I’m missing you already! There she goes..my favourite cousin, my usual kaki lepak, my shopaholic partner..#sob# I hope you are doing alright there~ ;D I’ll be MiSSiNG YoUuuU...!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;This photo is taken at a countdown party on the last day of 2008! Sis, this year I'm not able to celebrate with you! I&amp;nbsp;♥ you!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;X♥X♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Srbi98AoCqI/AAAAAAAAAbY/iX4-OrpOLEk/s1600-h/DSC00706.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Srbi98AoCqI/AAAAAAAAAbY/iX4-OrpOLEk/s1600/DSC00706.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Srbi98AoCqI/AAAAAAAAAbY/iX4-OrpOLEk/s320/DSC00706.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;This photo taken on the last night (18 Sept 2009) before darling cousin Lih left. We have a blast during her farewell party. Look at the amount of wine bottles on the table! That's how much we&amp;nbsp;drank!&amp;nbsp;LoL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;And the mess we did too! ;p Cousin Elaine was kinda&amp;nbsp;high as she's been drinking on and on like nobody's business. In fact, she missed her flight back to Sabah the next morning! From her actual flight at 7 in the morning, she delayed her flight to 330 in the afternoon. ;p Told ya not to drink ryte?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Till then peeps! Toodles~&amp;nbsp;Sincerely, yours truly. X♥X♥~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-1978955225650248255?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/1978955225650248255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-so-effin-awesomeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/1978955225650248255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/1978955225650248255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-so-effin-awesomeee.html' title='♥ Oh-so-effin-Awesomeee!! ♥'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Srbk-x3FVII/AAAAAAAAAbg/Gmd7z9cHQOw/s72-c/lih+and+i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-2822213559092865287</id><published>2009-08-31T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T22:54:29.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ Bonding Time with the Olden Days ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Happy Independence Day to all Malaysians. May this 52nd of Independence Day will stop the racism and people of our nation will start accepting all the races in our country without any prejudice. Like they said, One Malaysia, One Nation. We should all learn these values from our ancestor where they all worked together regardless status, skin colors, religions or races for the sake of freedom and independence for the country. The country, the home that once known as Tanah Melayu and now, Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;As I said, it's a bonding time with the olden days. Not only it's independence day today but it's also a day for me to catch up with my childhood friend of 12years that I haven't meet up with for 2years now. It started off randomly when I saw her status in facebook stated something dull. So, being a friend, I left her comment of motivation. And so, our talking continued in Msn. Out of the sudden, we both craving for Starbucks. Then, we thought of going to Jusco Metro Prima for a drink but ended up in One U watching&amp;nbsp; Orphan and a teatime session at&amp;nbsp;Starbucks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Of course, what&amp;nbsp; girls do best when they're together beside shopping?&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Answer : Duh! G-o-s-s-i-p-i-n-g! In other words, distributing revelant information among the clique. Oh! And not forgetting, camwhoring session too! Thus, here it is ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;First, our looks back then when we're 12 on our identification cards, to 17, to 18, till we're 19 now on our college student ID.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SpvZokgaBMI/AAAAAAAAAao/uyO5zHEgm0A/s1600-h/DSC01528.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SpvZokgaBMI/AAAAAAAAAao/uyO5zHEgm0A/s320/DSC01528.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #c27ba0;"&gt;This is the girl now! My childhood friend of 12years. Even though we haven't seen one another for 2 years, we updated each other in&amp;nbsp;msn and we&amp;nbsp;"stalked" one another's profile in facebook all the time. ;p That's why, when&amp;nbsp;we met, we&amp;nbsp;CAN'T&amp;nbsp;TELL the DIFFERENCE until we compared all our photos back then till the most recent. LoL* We're changed alot and of course..our friendship bond still remains strong. ;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SpvaTpp3YcI/AAAAAAAAAaw/L0zlAGaQzFo/s1600-h/DSC00627.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SpvaTpp3YcI/AAAAAAAAAaw/L0zlAGaQzFo/s400/DSC00627.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Here it is...yours truly here sipping her favorite ice shaken tea lemonade zen in starbucks. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SpvaVtpDAyI/AAAAAAAAAa4/f3aWGEI3paQ/s1600-h/DSC00629.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SpvaVtpDAyI/AAAAAAAAAa4/f3aWGEI3paQ/s320/DSC00629.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;I guessed my way of celebrating my Independence Day is kinda laid-back and chilling but it's alright. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ## HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY TO ALL MALAYSIANS&amp;nbsp;##&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SpvjQWydKQI/AAAAAAAAAbA/3Ypks5HGfGE/s320/msia.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;**SATU BANGSA, SATU NEGARA, SATU SUARA, SATU MALAYSIA!**&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-2822213559092865287?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/2822213559092865287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/08/bonding-time-with-olden-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/2822213559092865287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/2822213559092865287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/08/bonding-time-with-olden-days.html' title='~ Bonding Time with the Olden Days ~'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SpvZokgaBMI/AAAAAAAAAao/uyO5zHEgm0A/s72-c/DSC01528.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-4508021550841395390</id><published>2009-08-28T22:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T10:18:40.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'># ShoutOut to the Queen of my Heart #</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;First and foremost, yours truly apologized sincerely from the bottom of her heart for not updating her blog for God knows how long she's away from blogging. ;-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyway, life had been treating her good and bad at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥ After going through her pre-u in business ( something that she'll never thought she'll be taking because business will always be the last course on her list of education. But, business runs through her blood. (family) ), she's already doing her double major degree ( marketing and management ) and enjoying it even though tons of assignments and tests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥ Also, she gets to know more people, learning about new stuff. Not only that, she gained two new close friends like Maxim and Cassey. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥ Besides being a senior in the college, she's also promoted from being a secretary to vice president of the Thespians club in her college. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥ Be falling in and out and back to love story again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥ Realize she's no longer a teenager but a young adult that needs to carry on certain responsibilities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥ Started to appreciate things and people around her life more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥♥♥ Most importantly, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;shout out&lt;/span&gt; to the Queen of my heart ♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;From toddler till a young lady as I am now, you never failed to showed me your love and care in any possible way you can. Yet, because I am well protected, well taken care of, being blessed and loved by so many people, my parents, aunties, uncles, friends, vivacious clan, boyfriend and most importantly, the queen of my heart, Granny and Jesus Christ. I took things for granted. I never say enough already but more please. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Till recently, because my protective and loving family offered me a car and I didn't accept the offer because of my own &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stubbornness&lt;/span&gt;, hard headed, immature, childish way of thinking. As you know, being a granny, she loved all her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;grandchildren&lt;/span&gt; and great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;grandchildren&lt;/span&gt;. She's been worrying about me knowing the fact I didn't want the car and all these might caused me unhappy, stress etc. Thus, she fell sick because she's worried about my aunt's health condition, me, cousins etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When mom told me about it, I started to cry. I couldn't stand the pain of seeing her being sick. I felt guilty and all. So, I told myself, I'm not gonna make her cry in pain but in joy! I'm so sorry for what I did and thanks to you, granny, for loving me for me no matter what happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;###I LOVE YOU SO MUCH GRANNY!! X♥X♥###&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Spf8rdMHR0I/AAAAAAAAAZI/n5wEYdCJBw8/s1600-h/DSC00626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375042503789987650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Spf8rdMHR0I/AAAAAAAAAZI/n5wEYdCJBw8/s320/DSC00626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/love" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk285/konnarak_1608/love.jpg" border="0" alt="love U Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Spf8rJPPnDI/AAAAAAAAAZA/74ROlpVNCMQ/s1600-h/DSC01784.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375042498434407474" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Spf8rJPPnDI/AAAAAAAAAZA/74ROlpVNCMQ/s320/DSC01784.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-4508021550841395390?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/4508021550841395390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/08/shoutout-to-queen-of-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/4508021550841395390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/4508021550841395390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/08/shoutout-to-queen-of-my-heart.html' title='# ShoutOut to the Queen of my Heart #'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Spf8rdMHR0I/AAAAAAAAAZI/n5wEYdCJBw8/s72-c/DSC00626.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-4460907606603774828</id><published>2009-06-26T23:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T00:29:11.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ A tribute to Michael Jackson♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SkTuLaE-GLI/AAAAAAAAAYw/PvlqQlkUoPM/s1600-h/mj2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351664136969132210" style="WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SkTuLaE-GLI/AAAAAAAAAYw/PvlqQlkUoPM/s320/mj2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;As you all know, Michael Joseph Jackson, the 7th child of the Jackson family died after suffering a cardiac arrest, officials confirmed, sending shockwaves around the entertainment world as stunned stars and fans mourned the loss of the tortured music icon known as the "King of Pop."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I am not a big fan of his, but I grew up listening to his songs. Whether you like it or not, he is one of the most influential and iconic figures in the music industry. He is a legend and he's one of the greatest losses in the entertainment industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize something;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when you're near, no one remembers you,&lt;br /&gt;when you're far, no one forgets you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Please start painting your life with colours instead of black and white. Life is short. Live life to the maximum because you only live for once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SkTvw4jJ2PI/AAAAAAAAAY4/oxy_pMquxaQ/s1600-h/MJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351665880315582706" style="WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SkTvw4jJ2PI/AAAAAAAAAY4/oxy_pMquxaQ/s320/MJ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;♥ R.I.P Michael Joseph Jackson ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009) --&lt;-&lt;--&lt;@ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A dominant figure in popular music and the first African-American entertainer to amass a strong crossover following on MTV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Even though you're gone but your songs will be remained forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-4460907606603774828?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/4460907606603774828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/06/tribute-to-michael-jackson.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/4460907606603774828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/4460907606603774828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/06/tribute-to-michael-jackson.html' title='♥ A tribute to Michael Jackson♥'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SkTuLaE-GLI/AAAAAAAAAYw/PvlqQlkUoPM/s72-c/mj2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-3602847048050698691</id><published>2009-06-06T22:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T23:03:59.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ No More ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sip7HyGexTI/AAAAAAAAAYA/f70r9nVKZMo/s1600-h/DSC00367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344219281466770738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sip7HyGexTI/AAAAAAAAAYA/f70r9nVKZMo/s320/DSC00367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sip7H0nU4MI/AAAAAAAAAX4/FXXn27mny_Y/s1600-h/DSC00366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344219282141405378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sip7H0nU4MI/AAAAAAAAAX4/FXXn27mny_Y/s320/DSC00366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sip7HnuCiDI/AAAAAAAAAXw/iemGV9xlJLQ/s1600-h/DSC00365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344219278679902258" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sip7HnuCiDI/AAAAAAAAAXw/iemGV9xlJLQ/s320/DSC00365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;out of randomness and boredom; Tina sis and I went webcam-ing and then I went camwhore-ing with her!!! lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;____________......anyway...._______________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I was out with girlfriend Kim for brunch yesterday at One U. We had our brunch in Kluang Station. As we sat down, we’re eating, drinking and talking. Somehow, our conversation led to the ex boy of mine. I was completely shocked when I found out that we had so many mutual friends! I don’t know why I’m so affected with that fact and I cared so much about his presence and existence in my life NOW since he cheated on me back then! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, at night, I was out with girlfriend Jo and Elaine. They noticed I’m emo-ing and I didn’t want to tell it out. So, I decided to drive us all to Pyramid to shisha and I'm the only one shisha-ing and the girls drinking green tea and eating french fries. sigh*. I bet you'll be wondering why I wanna go shisha at Pyramid but not Bangsar since it’s nearer to my place? The fact is, I don’t wanna be anywhere near him. Not even in his neighbourhood area!!! Another reason why I'm choosing Pyramid? I wanted to drive- really far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I’m talking about shisha-ing, there is ONE reminder here. Yours truly tried at Pyramid and it wasn’t good compared to places like Hartamas, Bangsar or Ampang. The one at Cheras I’m yet to try. One thing I’m confirmed of is that Pyramid’s Naeb ain’t that good. It’s tasteless and expensive!!! RM25! What the f*ck right!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, yours truly had been a good girl staying at home the entire day. ;) Thank God, bestie Khen gave me his Biology report for language inspection (well, I was bored so at least I had something to do), sayang Gerard calling me and texting me and half the day was gone (now, he’s out with his buddies for a guys’ night out), girlfriend Lengye, Josephine and sister Tina chatting with me online. Oh, not forgetting lobster Kelvin and bestie Ivan calling me from Redang Island too (envy that fellow. He went Redang with 42people and all are friends!! Unbelievable) ;p You people brighten up my day! I feel so much better than few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I was cleaning up my room this afternoon and came across some stuff that reminded me of him. I tossed some away and kept some for memories. No matter what, he was someone I used to love and care so much too. Unfortunately, he had been unfaithful. Alright! That’s it. I’m not looking back and seek for the wrongdoings like how I promised sayang Gerard and girlfriend Lengye. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not missing you and I got life to do~ I love you-no more! Cuz' I'm in love with someone else. Someone that know how to appreciate me more, love me more, care me more and accept me for me. I know he loves me more than you do. You know what? It's not me, it's Y-o-U. I'm glad I said it out already! Woohoo~ ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s all for now. Till then peeps. ♥♥Xoxo!♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sip7IPzirxI/AAAAAAAAAYI/SjcySD3lueI/s1600-h/DSC00348.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344219289440399122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sip7IPzirxI/AAAAAAAAAYI/SjcySD3lueI/s320/DSC00348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-3602847048050698691?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/3602847048050698691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-more.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/3602847048050698691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/3602847048050698691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-more.html' title='~ No More ~'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sip7HyGexTI/AAAAAAAAAYA/f70r9nVKZMo/s72-c/DSC00367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-5811164306294789930</id><published>2009-06-05T10:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T11:35:19.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ i wanna...~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/rain" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 412px; HEIGHT: 594px" height="594" alt="n.the.pouring.rain Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk263/CND_Emi/raining.jpg" width="402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;IF YOU WANT THE RAINBOW, YOU GOTTA PUT UP WITH THE RAIN~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i wanna hold your hand when it rains till we both see the rainbow;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i wanna hold your hand while we're on the beach looking at the sea and never see its ending;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i wanna you to hold mine and tell me that you're one in a million;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i wanna you to hold mine and tell me that i complete you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i wanna see us smile even if it hurts or we're just being happy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;because, that's LOVE is all about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/love" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="LOVE Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i685.photobucket.com/albums/vv215/S-MAC123/-love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-5811164306294789930?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/5811164306294789930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-wanna.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/5811164306294789930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/5811164306294789930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-wanna.html' title='~ i wanna...~'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-7433896482863069035</id><published>2009-06-04T22:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T10:57:29.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Dilemma~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SifYkCQK7mI/AAAAAAAAAXo/o-a-zpthK88/s1600-h/hmm2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343477596489969250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SifYkCQK7mI/AAAAAAAAAXo/o-a-zpthK88/s320/hmm2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/love%20quote" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="scared 2 lose Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i547.photobucket.com/albums/hh460/kaleigh09/love%20sayings%204%20photobucket/scared2lose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;**this is my second post cuz’ of the bloody connection lagged last night and everything I typed GONE!**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;To be frank, I had been away from blogging for a week now. I tried to blogged about my daily life and all but I couldn’t. Out of the sudden, I had the urge to blog after a week of dealing with dilemma of mine and girlfriends’. I do not know where, how, and who to pour out to. Sometimes I just feel that no one understands me. Yeah, I sounded emo. Lol* So, I guess might as well I pour all my thought here instead since it’s my own little space to voice out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Moving on, as you can see from the quote above, I’m pretty sure you, my readers knew what my dilemma was about. I don’t know why one minute I wanna be the GIRL HE’S SCARED TO LOSE and the next minute, I wanna A GUY to prove to me that THEY’RE NOT ALL THE SAME. Okay, please do not get me wrong by assuming that if I’m the kinda person that change her mind every 3minutes, I change my boyfriend every now and then too alright? I just moved on a little faster because I hate crying, yearning and wishing that the person will come back to me again. If he/she can leave you once, he/she can leave you the second time isn’t it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I had been through the cycle of LOVE too many times now. From being in love to out of love, from romance to heartbreak, from falling down to the deep black hole and all the way back to the surface again. Sometimes, I’m just tired of seeking it, maintaining it and keeping the so-called ETERNAL flame burning. Yes, tired and it’s pointless for me to go for another ride with a guy if we end up like the previous sucky relationship. Why can’t just one guy prove that they’re not all the same?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;**Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/rain" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="RAIN! Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i527.photobucket.com/albums/cc359/socerchicka/dangg%20thats%20hott/raining.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Till then, Xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;P.S. I wish that someone will prove it. sigh.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-7433896482863069035?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/7433896482863069035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/06/dilemma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/7433896482863069035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/7433896482863069035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/06/dilemma.html' title='~Dilemma~'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SifYkCQK7mI/AAAAAAAAAXo/o-a-zpthK88/s72-c/hmm2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-4796401894887277665</id><published>2009-05-29T11:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T12:45:25.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another random twist~ ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hey peeps! Alright, I knew I said I’ll keep you, readers, updated with the clubbing scene from the previous post. I’m too lazy to update about that and I can’t really recalled much because I’m a bit high and tipsy too. Anyway, last night was the most random night trip ever with my girlfriends (Elaine and Jo). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The reason why we’re out last night is because our dearest girlfriend Jo is not in a good mood. So, she wanted to break loose and go WooHoo! At first, I was planning to go clubbing. Well, you can drink and dance at the same time. Unfortunately, she wanted some quiet place to just chill and relax. I thought of going KTV session for her to release it all out. While I’m driving and the girls enjoying the ride, something hits me! Lookout Point at Ampang Hill!!!! Lookout Point is called Pusat Pelancongan dan Menara Tinjau in Bahasa Malaysia. It is also known as "Cheras Little Genting".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I called Ivan up and he led us there. Thus, these four random fellows went to Gasoline to chill and hangout. We’re yumcha-ing, eating, crapping and laughed like nobody’s business. It’s superb! From there,you get to see the night view of the entire KL city from KLCC, KL tower to some other remarkable landmarks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m only able to take two scenery photos because there are not many lights there. So, everything was a little blurry. The rest are the photos I got from other websites for you, my readers to get the full pictures of Little Genting. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sh9Zf1tRWVI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/ouqXq90HhGM/s1600-h/DSC00342.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341086086612474194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sh9Zf1tRWVI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/ouqXq90HhGM/s320/DSC00342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sh9Zfg3_g2I/AAAAAAAAAWI/NZaolshcHTg/s1600-h/DSC00341.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341086081020298082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sh9Zfg3_g2I/AAAAAAAAAWI/NZaolshcHTg/s320/DSC00341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I took these from the observation tower ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sh9eNs0VlUI/AAAAAAAAAWY/DCyEucXI2iM/s1600-h/menara+tinjau.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341091272546686274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sh9eNs0VlUI/AAAAAAAAAWY/DCyEucXI2iM/s320/menara+tinjau.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The observation tower / Menara Tinjau. You can see the KL city view from up there! Four of us sitting up there talking while enjoying the breathtaking view. SUPERB!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sh9g7hvADVI/AAAAAAAAAXI/VU5W-nweeMc/s1600-h/another+menara.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341094258868751698" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sh9g7hvADVI/AAAAAAAAAXI/VU5W-nweeMc/s320/another+menara.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Another observation area. Awesome huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sh9httu0NDI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/We-Sy75uweU/s1600-h/800px-KL_LookOutPoint_Scene_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341095121082659890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sh9httu0NDI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/We-Sy75uweU/s320/800px-KL_LookOutPoint_Scene_5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Late evening view~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sh9huASEpdI/AAAAAAAAAXY/_fC0o1e2y8A/s1600-h/800px-KL_LookOutPoint_Scene_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341095126062376402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sh9huASEpdI/AAAAAAAAAXY/_fC0o1e2y8A/s320/800px-KL_LookOutPoint_Scene_6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Night view!!! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sh9fUXmHheI/AAAAAAAAAXA/McYtVpObso4/s1600-h/700px-KL_LookOutPoint_Scene_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341092486620612066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sh9fUXmHheI/AAAAAAAAAXA/McYtVpObso4/s320/700px-KL_LookOutPoint_Scene_12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tada! Taken by a professional photographer. KL city night view!!!!!!!!!! Imagine seeing that for REAL.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sh9fUL8jWsI/AAAAAAAAAW4/w1zz3_0TPLo/s1600-h/700px-KL_LookOutPoint_Scene_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341092483493485250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sh9fUL8jWsI/AAAAAAAAAW4/w1zz3_0TPLo/s320/700px-KL_LookOutPoint_Scene_10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Night View from Gasoline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sh9fT2HSddI/AAAAAAAAAWw/UyYFaINFd5I/s1600-h/700px-KL_LookOutPoint_Scene_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341092477632935378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sh9fT2HSddI/AAAAAAAAAWw/UyYFaINFd5I/s320/700px-KL_LookOutPoint_Scene_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Another angle during late evening view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sh9fTpHW2VI/AAAAAAAAAWo/p5_l2ZlM1l0/s1600-h/500px-KL_LookOutPoint_Scene_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341092474143562066" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sh9fTpHW2VI/AAAAAAAAAWo/p5_l2ZlM1l0/s320/500px-KL_LookOutPoint_Scene_8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Awesome lights, interior design and the building structures too. Creative~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Till then peeps!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;♥XoXo♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-4796401894887277665?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/4796401894887277665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/05/another-random-twist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/4796401894887277665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/4796401894887277665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/05/another-random-twist.html' title='Another random twist~ ;)'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sh9Zf1tRWVI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/ouqXq90HhGM/s72-c/DSC00342.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-4231464327195250501</id><published>2009-05-25T19:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T20:52:25.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my 19th birthday ♥- [ part 2 ]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShqDPQwCKWI/AAAAAAAAAUg/yeyzudPl4Ws/s1600-h/DSC00299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339724606418856290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShqDPQwCKWI/AAAAAAAAAUg/yeyzudPl4Ws/s320/DSC00299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Green tea cake bought by Vivacious Clan.Slurrp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShqDPfVmm5I/AAAAAAAAAUo/ZZRdZXS3kcA/s1600-h/DSC00300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339724610334530450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShqDPfVmm5I/AAAAAAAAAUo/ZZRdZXS3kcA/s320/DSC00300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I know it's written Stone Age there rather than Christine. Coz' I did Ice Age on Pek Teng's cake last year~! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShqDPNG1mrI/AAAAAAAAAUY/XIhQgNHasPk/s1600-h/DSC00297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339724605440760498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShqDPNG1mrI/AAAAAAAAAUY/XIhQgNHasPk/s320/DSC00297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Chau Seang singing~ Wooo..Emo lawh those songs he sang. Mono pulak tu! LoL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShqDP-t1n-I/AAAAAAAAAU4/ESdxsa6XNhM/s1600-h/DSC00302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339724618757677026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShqDP-t1n-I/AAAAAAAAAU4/ESdxsa6XNhM/s320/DSC00302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My two beloved girlfriends! Lengye and Pek Teng~ Vivacious Clan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShqDPv8IBMI/AAAAAAAAAUw/iX__XCjh6N4/s1600-h/DSC00301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339724614791070914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShqDPv8IBMI/AAAAAAAAAUw/iX__XCjh6N4/s320/DSC00301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Don't ask me why she did that~ I had no idea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShqFKSHO_UI/AAAAAAAAAVY/uu-LhV0EJO8/s1600-h/DSC00309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339726719908511042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShqFKSHO_UI/AAAAAAAAAVY/uu-LhV0EJO8/s320/DSC00309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Vivacious Clan united~ All for One, One for All.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShqFKD4gKuI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/PWAEITMWBOU/s1600-h/DSC00307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339726716088625890" style="WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShqFKD4gKuI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/PWAEITMWBOU/s320/DSC00307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Darling Lengye and Me~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShqFKAjHw0I/AAAAAAAAAVI/awD0pFrRXPE/s1600-h/DSC00304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339726715193639746" style="WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShqFKAjHw0I/AAAAAAAAAVI/awD0pFrRXPE/s320/DSC00304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The birthday girl with her birthday cake~ ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShqFJ7xPVsI/AAAAAAAAAVA/J2oWFhShgow/s1600-h/DSC00303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339726713910679234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShqFJ7xPVsI/AAAAAAAAAVA/J2oWFhShgow/s320/DSC00303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Chau Seang with my birthday cake~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShqG7_r04vI/AAAAAAAAAVo/VxQs9gcD31k/s1600-h/DSC00310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339728673466802930" style="WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShqG7_r04vI/AAAAAAAAAVo/VxQs9gcD31k/s320/DSC00310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Since we both loved the cake so much, we both took the picture together then! LoL* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShqG8Gyw0kI/AAAAAAAAAVw/hQJ_e82NKPg/s1600-h/DSC00333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339728675374944834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShqG8Gyw0kI/AAAAAAAAAVw/hQJ_e82NKPg/s320/DSC00333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Girlfriend Rose and I hanging out at Sunway Pyramid as early as 930am. Lol* Right after our lecture ended. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;First and foremost, I would like to thank all of you for your wishes and your blessings for my birthday. Here goes my final year in teen~ LoL* Mwahhhh~ --&lt;-&lt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm seriously touched with all your effort, sincerity, and your love for me~ Thanks a billion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;especially to my high school lame groupie for a day out to the KTV ( neway, one u) and also Little Taiwan makan-ing session, to vivacious clan and chau seang for the green tea cake and KTV session ( neway, SS15, Subang) and my beloved cousins and besties / sisters for a girls night out in Helo Bali club. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Full detail about the clubbing scene for the upcoming post alright? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Till then...Take care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;XoXo ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-4231464327195250501?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/4231464327195250501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-19th-birthday-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/4231464327195250501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/4231464327195250501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-19th-birthday-part-2.html' title='my 19th birthday ♥- [ part 2 ]'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShqDPQwCKWI/AAAAAAAAAUg/yeyzudPl4Ws/s72-c/DSC00299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-1337822214470820918</id><published>2009-05-20T21:41:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:21:01.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my 19th birthday ♥- [ part 1 ]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;As usual, I got up 630 in the morning to get ready for my BSB class. It took about half an hour for me to get ready and all. So, I made my move around 7something. Guess what? While I’m driving, I saw rainbow!! ;) No kidding. I can see rainbow early in the morning. It’s like a new day, a new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQRG1zcSHI/AAAAAAAAASA/qFIzhJcBC2w/s1600-h/DSC00263.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337910267560609906" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQRG1zcSHI/AAAAAAAAASA/qFIzhJcBC2w/s320/DSC00263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I had a blast today! First and foremost, I would like to thanks these people million, trillion and zillion times! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you, my wacky Kelvin bro. Hey, I’m a little upset with your post! How can you consider me as your friend? I thought we’re family! You wrote in your blog saying that you can’t celebrate my friend’s birthday. Hmph~ ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQRG8XG4FI/AAAAAAAAASI/ReDl0MVxs14/s1600-h/DSC00285.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337910269320814674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQRG8XG4FI/AAAAAAAAASI/ReDl0MVxs14/s320/DSC00285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, to MR Cool Jun Ping. He’s been a really gentleman today. He brought in our foods and drinks from the buffet session downstairs. LoL* I felt bad about that cos I was like treating him like a waiter. ;p Sorry ya? Mwahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQRHPxcWTI/AAAAAAAAASQ/mH5dbJd58y0/s1600-h/DSC00283.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337910274531547442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQRHPxcWTI/AAAAAAAAASQ/mH5dbJd58y0/s320/DSC00283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, to the crazy girlfriend of mine, Kimberly. Thanks for the crazy actions and all! Also, being the joker for the day. Thanks for the little game at the arcade too~ Mwahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQRH2I2-uI/AAAAAAAAASY/Sc9Zd_Cmzqg/s1600-h/DSC00267.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337910284830309090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQRH2I2-uI/AAAAAAAAASY/Sc9Zd_Cmzqg/s320/DSC00267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, dearie Wai Lun. I’m seriously touched with what you had done for the day. Even though I gave you a big hug after end of the day, I still don’t think is enough. ;) Mwahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQRIKH7IvI/AAAAAAAAASg/kZRjfXZa5SU/s1600-h/DSC00284.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337910290195096306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQRIKH7IvI/AAAAAAAAASg/kZRjfXZa5SU/s320/DSC00284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, we have the V.I.P room! The biggest room at Neway Ktv, One Utama (well, I think. ;p). Freaking awesome! We have our own private toilet too! For just 5 of us, we actually have a room that can occupy three times the actual amount! How cool was that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQWht1nOyI/AAAAAAAAASo/XhLiJBGVrjs/s1600-h/DSC00268.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337916226836839202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQWht1nOyI/AAAAAAAAASo/XhLiJBGVrjs/s320/DSC00268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQWhgHsrZI/AAAAAAAAASw/nlGxIy7FbH0/s1600-h/DSC00269.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337916223154597266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQWhgHsrZI/AAAAAAAAASw/nlGxIy7FbH0/s320/DSC00269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQWh7k3rKI/AAAAAAAAAS4/fUdynK-c_mQ/s1600-h/DSC00270.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337916230524710050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQWh7k3rKI/AAAAAAAAAS4/fUdynK-c_mQ/s320/DSC00270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQYG0zaWxI/AAAAAAAAATQ/bkdMjvMXL54/s1600-h/DSC00275.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337917963873442578" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQYG0zaWxI/AAAAAAAAATQ/bkdMjvMXL54/s320/DSC00275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Now, here are some pictures we took and some videos! Ughh..I love you guys~ SERIOUSLY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQYHHPE0KI/AAAAAAAAATY/S4nKCpOwDc4/s1600-h/DSC00281.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337917968821309602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQYHHPE0KI/AAAAAAAAATY/S4nKCpOwDc4/s320/DSC00281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;In the darkness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQd6W9d36I/AAAAAAAAATg/YXQWbfBh88o/s1600-h/DSC00271.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337924346773888930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQd6W9d36I/AAAAAAAAATg/YXQWbfBh88o/s320/DSC00271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Food!! Yummy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQd6s95TcI/AAAAAAAAATo/hc8ejzvPA2s/s1600-h/DSC00274.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337924352681266626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQd6s95TcI/AAAAAAAAATo/hc8ejzvPA2s/s320/DSC00274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kimberly girlfriend and yours truly~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQd6vx_tlI/AAAAAAAAATw/KwAKmp7A0Og/s1600-h/DSC00282.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337924353436661330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQd6vx_tlI/AAAAAAAAATw/KwAKmp7A0Og/s320/DSC00282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The guys doing their own thang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQd6-hcS5I/AAAAAAAAAT4/-BSjHBFRgWM/s1600-h/DSC00286.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337924357393763218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQd6-hcS5I/AAAAAAAAAT4/-BSjHBFRgWM/s320/DSC00286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kim staring at Kelvin when he did something lame! Sigh..I’m immune.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQd7LGdS1I/AAAAAAAAAUA/xPhMnlGdSXw/s1600-h/DSC00265.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337924360770243410" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQd7LGdS1I/AAAAAAAAAUA/xPhMnlGdSXw/s320/DSC00265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-The three musketeers- Thanks alot!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQhHy-w1LI/AAAAAAAAAUI/jfdFMtjSRl4/s1600-h/DSC00290.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337927876168701106" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQhHy-w1LI/AAAAAAAAAUI/jfdFMtjSRl4/s320/DSC00290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dearie Wai Lun ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQhIBhiz1I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/1HxTnvSAX3E/s1600-h/hungry+wei.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337927880072679250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQhIBhiz1I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/1HxTnvSAX3E/s320/hungry+wei.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Look at Kim’s hungry look! Reminds me of Quarantine movie lawhh! Lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a45ef4f0a82b8d2f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da45ef4f0a82b8d2f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331907347%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D429F6F72619B1B6217425D2C148FAAB63E7CA81E.52ACD21343DC84EF8B7BA6CDDA77771E2591F84%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da45ef4f0a82b8d2f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtsdGLuTTjx3TRNPC1zmJ6w01Wo8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da45ef4f0a82b8d2f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331907347%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D429F6F72619B1B6217425D2C148FAAB63E7CA81E.52ACD21343DC84EF8B7BA6CDDA77771E2591F84%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da45ef4f0a82b8d2f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtsdGLuTTjx3TRNPC1zmJ6w01Wo8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Part 1 ( Fyi, it was a surprise for me! ) I went to the ladies for awhile and they actually picked a happy birthday song to me~ According to Wacky Kelvin, it was Dearie Wai Lun’s idea. ;) Aww..sweettt. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-be3fa55df27d2e22" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbe3fa55df27d2e22%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331907347%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D75ED534D3B34E51553B7825AB6C5C400D6FC1B86.7C9C2385958BF5BEA4D2F65F557BFC1142C3237E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbe3fa55df27d2e22%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXp1mPS13GdV7Kdc2zTnagqee588&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbe3fa55df27d2e22%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331907347%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D75ED534D3B34E51553B7825AB6C5C400D6FC1B86.7C9C2385958BF5BEA4D2F65F557BFC1142C3237E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbe3fa55df27d2e22%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXp1mPS13GdV7Kdc2zTnagqee588&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Part 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ab7a09b7d1e926b7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dab7a09b7d1e926b7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331907347%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D28A8DFC37E3FF2EDBBF78950233672F91E15F779.39502AE68A6FB39672A2BB004B8FD95269766D75%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dab7a09b7d1e926b7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DpfCgx5tix9DfEVLzMqYWasGKT3o&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dab7a09b7d1e926b7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331907347%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D28A8DFC37E3FF2EDBBF78950233672F91E15F779.39502AE68A6FB39672A2BB004B8FD95269766D75%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dab7a09b7d1e926b7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DpfCgx5tix9DfEVLzMqYWasGKT3o&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Part 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Overall, I’m seriously very touched for whatever happened today because all of them made an effort to be here with me celebrating my 19th birthday. ;) But at the same time, while Kim and I are on our way back, we saw an accident. It’s a run-and-hit accident. The motorist was unconscious and lying there helplessly with his motorcycle on top of him. I didn’t realize it is a motorcycle and there is someone lying there on the middle of the road from far until I stopped right in front of him! Both of us are completely shocked! I wanted to pull over and run to the poor fellow to help but since there are some guys pulled over and went to help him, I think he’s going be alright. Whoever did that to the guy will get his/her punishment sooner or later. I hope the motorist is fine now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;From this experience I had this evening, I’m pretty sure life is too short. We can never predict what’s gonna happen next. Thus folks, you do better start to appreciate your family, friends and loved one from NOW ON. If you haven’t let them know how much you care and love them, ACT NOW! I love you~ Till then, XoXo.&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/8311763986181024370-1337822214470820918?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/1337822214470820918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/05/as-usual-i-got-up-630-in-morning-to-get.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/1337822214470820918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/1337822214470820918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/05/as-usual-i-got-up-630-in-morning-to-get.html' title='my 19th birthday ♥- [ part 1 ]'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/ShQRG1zcSHI/AAAAAAAAASA/qFIzhJcBC2w/s72-c/DSC00263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-4584542327969362830</id><published>2009-05-18T21:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:03:21.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ Law of Attraction ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ahhh..another random Monday blue of mine. I was a little moody today. First thing in the morning, I got annoyed with those endless calls and text messaging that girlfriend Rose received. It’s goddamn early!! It’s 930 in the morning and can’t you give us some peace of mind?! Ugh~ I can’t even had my breakfast in peace! Right after Rose is done with the calls and messaging, she started pouring it out on me instead. I’m like..Oh please..I beg you not to spread the negative aura from your friend to you and now to me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I wasn’t in a mood anymore. Right after I sent her back to college for her lecture session, I myself went to Sunway Pyramid to wait for Ivan bro. Since he finished his class at noon and I was there an hour earlier, I went to settle up my broadband and mobile phone bills, bought Angels and Demons movie tickets and went to Popular bookstore awhile to checked out some books. While I’m browsing here and there to look for some good books, a book entitled The Secret caught my eyes. I knew it’s been out for quite some time but I don’t really have the time to sit back and read it. Thus, I did it today though I only read up to 20s pages but there is this one line that had a great impact on my thought. “YOUR THOUGHTS BECOME THINGS”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Secret is actually a book written by a guy that led the ordinary life just like you, me and others. Through his journey in life, he’s not an exception for not going through the ups and downs. He encountered the same thing like we do but instead of being depressed, gave up and all, he actually gone for research and discovered the law of attraction. It’s about how you control your mind and start living for real. Your thoughts become things are what he mentioned on one of the pages in his book. Not only that, he actually travelled to a lot of places to find experts from many different field to prove law of attraction does exist in every one of us. In addition, he actually showed us example to proof his theory was right by tracking back the past and all the back to present again. Guess what? It really does exist! Well, at least to me and those who believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, girlfriends all having dilemmas. Some dealing with peer pressure, relationships with the parents and boys, studies etc. Though I’m the counsellor here, I myself am having a little bit of issue as well. (Ain’t gonna go deep into those issues all. Generally, you know who you are.) Even though I read it partially, I got the whole idea of what the author trying to say. The purpose of him writing this book is to reach out to people like us and give us a wakeup call~ Many of us don’t know about the existence of the law of attraction. It’s all in our mind. Law of attraction applied into movie like Angels and Demons that I watched with Ivan today. We can never survive without religion and science. Religion is to keep us being holy, respectful, believe in God and know how to differentiate what’s right or wrong and what should we do and what we shouldn’t do. On the other hand, science becomes a part of our daily life. As you can see it for yourself, we rely on science 24/7 from turning on the lights during the dark to communicate with another person from different country by using different kinds of gadgets. Sms-ing, 3g, webcam..just to name a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me folks, do Law of Attraction made sense to you now? To me, it’s definitely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then..XoXo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-4584542327969362830?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/4584542327969362830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/05/law-of-attraction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/4584542327969362830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/4584542327969362830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/05/law-of-attraction.html' title='~ Law of Attraction ~'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-2231631907717052066</id><published>2009-05-16T22:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T08:30:22.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superb! ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;What a night! It’s an awesome night even though my partner in crime/the other party animal (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://angelinaverena.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;AVC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;) was away from the city. This girl went holidaying with her family at Cherating. How nice! Ughhhh..I love beaches too! Anyway, back to the awesome night I was talking earlier. Since I was the only party animal partying last night for the very first time during a ladies night out, I didn’t expect so much fun in return! Okay, maybe I am having fun but the feeling of partying with the other party animal ain’t the same. What really amazed me was that Elaine and Jo are kinda high last night after few shots of lime vodka. (It’s highly recommended by me!) As for me..well..needless to say about a party animal right? ;) In addition, sayang Gerard was there too. He’s with his friend, bro and bro’s girlfriend. Overall, my opinion on Mist Club was only so-so. It’s just average. Why? It's because the clubbers there don't do their thang the right way~ Also, they don't dare to show it all out. I myself think I'm doing too much by seeing them like that. On the other hand, sayang Gerard is complaining about it all night long via text messaging when I’m back home while the fellow went to School and Absolute pub at Bangsar after clubbing at Mist. The complaints didn’t stop there. It goes on until we’re on the phone the next day. An hour later, when we went out for a drink in the afternoon, he was complaining about it again. Sigh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Alright, there goes my Friday night hitting to the club with my girlfriends. As for my chilling Saturday, like what I mentioned earlier, I was out with sayang Gerard for a drink. Guess what? I finally got to chilled at Oldtown Kerinchi (Bangsar South)! Yay! Although they closed their open area on the top floor but we still found a nice spot to chilled, talked, listened to the music and the raindrops. (It’s raining at that moment. ;D) Fyi, there is a pool on the top floor as in the open area. Do you believe it or not? There is a pool on the top floor and I’m talking about Oldtown now. It’s not some bar or pub or club or some fancy restaurant / cafe. Don’t you think it’s awesome? You can just sit there by the pool, chilling, talking, or just relax and enjoy the atmosphere. There are lights everywhere at night and I can tell you one thing. Superb! I haven’t got a chance to go up there yet but somehow I came across this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kongfaiwar.blogspot.com/2008/10/old-town-origins-of-white-coffee.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;blogger that went to Oldtown Kerinchi and took some pictures. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not only that, the place actually gave you the right aura and right atmosphere to talk and chill. This is life. I was at the right place with a right person to talk to. Isn’t it great? (If you people get what I mean) Do bring your pals, family, girlfriend /boyfriend over and check it out yourself. ;) I'm glad we went there today rather than heading to the beach for couple of hours. Okay! This crazy idea isn't mine but his. It just popped up from him while we're on the phone discussing what to do for the day. I'm pretty sure based on my description, somehow you people feeling tempted to go right? ;p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I guess that’s about it this time. The author of this blog will try to update soon. Till then people..Xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-2231631907717052066?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/2231631907717052066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/05/superb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/2231631907717052066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/2231631907717052066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/05/superb.html' title='Superb! ;)'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-1939573268288809751</id><published>2009-05-13T15:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T17:41:27.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ What is L-O-V-E ? ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/love" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img alt="love Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i0006.photobucket.com/albums/0006/findstuff22/Best%20Images/Love/love-sick1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i in love with you? i wonder.....;;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Is it really love again or lust or romance that I had on you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;What is LoVe? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;It is a four-letter word that you feel like you're completely turned upside down from physically and all the way down to mentally. You don't think right and you don't act right..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;You think you're losing your mind because he/she is always on your mind 24/7 regardless whatsoever you're doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;There is no other place in this world you will rather want to be than being there with him/her - embracing her in your arms / feeling secure when you're in his arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's amazing seeing yourself to be total high, happy, and you feel way better than getting an A for your test etc etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Unfortunately, at the same time, it's a hell lot of confusion that we need to go through too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Definitely you know when a guy / girl gives you a major butterflies, you're being head over heels, your heart melts when you see him/her, your legs got weak and you can't stand still..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;....But how do you know if you yourself are truly, madly, and deeply in love??...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/love%20pictures" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="love Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s64/heyitslyssaxox/pictures/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;well, I don't know how I feel about you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-1939573268288809751?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/1939573268288809751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-is-l-o-v-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/1939573268288809751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/1939573268288809751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-is-l-o-v-e.html' title='~ What is L-O-V-E ? ~'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s64/heyitslyssaxox/pictures/th_love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-7889463263960081922</id><published>2009-05-13T14:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T15:35:04.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ All the way back to the surface ~ ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hey Hey people! Phew~ Finally yours truly found a peaceful time to actually sit back, relax and start blogging again...;p Yes yes..I’m aware of my absence for about few weeks already. Lots of changes in me again! Woohoo~ ;p In addition, I had finally cleared up all my problems! Hooray for me. One thing for sure that I ain’t gonna screw it the second time. Now, there is so much updating I wanna do but due to the lacking of space and time, Imma update the latest and happening one. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SgptYZcXDgI/AAAAAAAAARo/exo6tbqOFEo/s1600-h/DSC00205.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335196974487899650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SgptYZcXDgI/AAAAAAAAARo/exo6tbqOFEo/s320/DSC00205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i changed my hairstyle and my hair colour again! XD Alright~ So long brunette colour and hello reddish black. Different from before huh? Don't you think? ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SgptYqjmSlI/AAAAAAAAARw/duhnCoKmO9w/s1600-h/DSC00240.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335196979081661010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SgptYqjmSlI/AAAAAAAAARw/duhnCoKmO9w/s320/DSC00240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; Another different angle..LoL ;p I know you can't see the colour but under sunlight and bright lights, it's obvious but you can't really differentiate whether it's red or purple! Fyi, cousin Lih dyed the same colour too~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SgptY-aeNOI/AAAAAAAAAR4/KQMBC_-qeUU/s1600-h/DSC00802.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335196984412091618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SgptY-aeNOI/AAAAAAAAAR4/KQMBC_-qeUU/s320/DSC00802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; Finally, I tried shisha with my partner in crime, bestie aka sister Angelina. It's not that difficult for me though cause I tried smoking before. OK! I finally admitted it. ;p Most importantly, Imma non-smoker now. ;) One thing I learned about shisha was that you need the skill of inhaling and exhaling. If it's your first time trying it without smoking experience before, you will cough after first puff. No worries, practice made perfect. ;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;In addition, since Angie influenced me back to drinking and also the first that introduced me to the clubbing scene ( P.S. Her boy, Shaun was the one started calling me party animal and others (my friends and family) following up too~ The nickname Party Animal, is now permanent! Ok, I won't deny it myself already.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, guess what? I was the one that taught her shisha. Foo! Now, she's getting better...Way to go sister! ;) To all my readers, friends, family, acquaintances, haters etc etc..if you need a partner or anything you wanna know about shisha from a-z, feel free to leave me a message or comment okay? Maybe if you're shisha lover..we can share our opinion. ;) Lol* I know I'm a bit too much already. Alright, I shall update soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/xoxo" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="XOXO Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o255/boojoci/XOXO.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-7889463263960081922?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/7889463263960081922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-hey-people-phew-finally-yours-truly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/7889463263960081922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/7889463263960081922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-hey-people-phew-finally-yours-truly.html' title='~ All the way back to the surface ~ ;)'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SgptYZcXDgI/AAAAAAAAARo/exo6tbqOFEo/s72-c/DSC00205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-7910578444986217964</id><published>2009-04-30T17:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T00:03:20.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ Down the drain she goes ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I guess girlfriend Pek Teng’s prediction on my upcoming post was right after all. “LoL”. I failed my BsB paper. This time, the grade is even worse than previously. When I gave a call to the Head of my course’s secretary and she told me about it, I gone completely blank! I was speechless...How on earth I did so badly this time??! I thought I had done better as I really gave my best shot...!!! I was pondering about what went wrong and how can this happened? Yet, no answer and left a BIG question mark on my mind. Well, maybe- just MAYBE, numbers and I really aren’t meant for one another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are few persons here I would like to apologize to ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, to my dearest parents. As a daughter, I knew that in your eyes, I’m your hope, your life, your soul, and your precious gift from Above. Yet, I had disappointed you in many ways. For I couldn’t be the daughter you always wish I can turn out to be because this is me and that’s not me. Still, you both always loved me. No matter what I say or do, I’ll always love you both too because I’m your flesh and your blood running through within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, to my lovely cousins. I’m so so so so so SORRY to let you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, to my girlfriend Pek Teng. I feel guilty toward her the most! She put all her preparation time for test, assignments, and homework aside to tutor me from A-Z. As a student/ friend, I feel LOUSY, USELESS and MISERABLE! I disappointed her again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had made up my mind. My parents and cousins will not find out about this because I don’t have the heart to let them down. Thus, for the coming semester, I’ll fork out my fees by myself. Be it money from my pay from the part-time job I’m about to find or.....I don’t know~ I’ll find my way. All I wanna say is I’m really sorry from the bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I’m pondering about switching courses. Yes. I know well nuff’ that I’ll be wasting my time and money. Hey! Maybe I’m on the wrong track all along? This course never stated on my career list. Even if it does, it will definitely without a doubt be my last option. Ever since I was a kid, all the way back to kindergarten era, I made numbers my no.1 enemy and I always feel connected with words and languages! I knew exactly where my interest and passion lies on but my family is the barrier. Please do not tell me something like, “You should fight for it!" I tried everything that you can possibly think of people! Things don’t always go our way. The journey of life doesn’t guarantee us with smooth ride all the time. We’ll come to the bumpy ride now and then. Although I always look at the glass half full (positive thinking), there will be times when I look at the glass half empty (negative thinking) instead. Right now, the feelings of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;sadness and frustration are over the top. ~ Why when I need all of you the most, I can't reach out to you?~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/emo" target="_blank" o="'4"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i410.photobucket.com/albums/pp190/FindStuff2/Icons/Emo/emo-1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Xtine*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-7910578444986217964?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/7910578444986217964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/04/down-drain-she-goes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/7910578444986217964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/7910578444986217964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/04/down-drain-she-goes.html' title='~ Down the drain she goes ~'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-6678182065566460678</id><published>2009-04-25T16:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T00:17:34.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..::*XoXo*::..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/heart icons/taylor__stfu/Icons/33.gif?o=45" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i289.photobucket.com/albums/ll224/taylor__stfu/Icons/33.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;++ Thanks a million to these people ++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Vivacious Clan members, girlfriend Lengye and Pek Teng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bestie aka my Dearest sister, Angelina Verena Chanis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bestie Choon Khen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Girlfriend Natalie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Lovely Brother, Bryant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bestie Elaine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;...Last but not least...Sayang Gerard! Of course! My parents and cousin Lih* =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thanks for checking up on me now and then. I'm seriously touched! P.S. I'm recovering. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;XoXo*&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/heart%20icons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e367/Tai92/Love/icons.jpg" border="0" alt="heart icon Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-6678182065566460678?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/6678182065566460678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/04/xoxo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/6678182065566460678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/6678182065566460678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/04/xoxo.html' title='..::*XoXo*::..'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i289.photobucket.com/albums/ll224/taylor__stfu/Icons/th_33.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-2664684692139937532</id><published>2009-04-23T18:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T19:32:56.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~P.S. i'm just a little unwell.~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yesterday was a busy day. Early in the morning, I was out with mom to the market then came home for breakfast and off we went to bank. Then, I was out again to meet up with my family doctor at the hospital to check up again for my back pain case that happened few months ago. Next, I went to The Gardens Italiannies for lunch with my half-sister Angelina. Damn! The interior design in the restaurant was marvellous. I felt like I was back to England during the late 18th century. LoL* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Right after our lunch, we headed to Mont Kiara to meet up with Bryna at her workplace. Fyi, she was working at Clark Hatch fitness centre. After almost a year of not meeting up with this girl, we can’t stop talking and gossiping. Also, she signed Angie and I for a one week free trial at the gym. Yay! Free gym for a week! XD Anyway, their membership fee ain’t that expensive compared to those gyms I went previously. The equipments and facilities they provided are as new and almost the same with the rest as well. I shall try for the trial week and then only decide if I’m gonna sign up for this one. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I’m about to break a news here. So far, there is only sister Angelina, girlfriend Josephine and sayang Gerard knew about this. Once I’m home, it’s dinner time cause I need to send my cousin boy to tuition. I wasn’t really hungry so I ate a small portion. Even during lunch time, I shared a plate of carbonara with Angie. The portion of the spaghetti is enough for two persons. As soon as I got home after sending my cousin boy to tuition, I had stomach upset till I can’t lepak with Angie at Hartamas Square. =( At first, I thought I was having “wind” or something but when the clock is ticking half past 9, I can no longer take the pain. So, I drove myself to the nearest clinic but it’s closed. I knew I’m not capable to drive and search for another clinic in my neighbourhood anymore. So, without giving a second thought, I went to the pharmacy next to the closed clinic instead. I got myself painkiller pill.&lt;br /&gt;Few minutes later, I vomited. There goes my lunch and dinner. Sigh* Mom insisted me to go to bed and take a rest. And so I did. Sayang Gerard called me half past ten. He was preparing for his exam today but was worried about my condition. When I said hi, he said I sounded really dead. LoL* What you expect for an ill person to sounds like? Sounds like a dead person or a lovely voice? Funny lawl this fella. As the clock struck midnight, I’m starving because my stomach was empty! Mom made me a cup of hot Milo. Awww..really warmed up my stomach. =) Just right after I’m done, I ran to the bathroom and vomited again!! =( Ughh...I couldn’t sleep the entire night due the pain and cramping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up this morning, my parents took me to the clinic again. During the consultation session with the doctor, I told him my condition and he was pressing my stomach all over. And it’s aching. Next, he asked me to go for urine test. The outcome: I had kidney infection. He gave me some pills for anti inflammation, relax the bladder, salt water to clear the blockage in my kidney and the swollen organs, cure my pain, stop vomiting etc. I need to go back to him again in one week time to follow up my condition. If I experience any unbearable pain within this week, I need to see him immediately or off to the hospital. Not only that, I was banned with oily, fried foods. I’m only allowed to eat “clear” foods. In addition, I need to cut down my consumption on coffee and tea during this first two three months! My starbucks!!!!! Ughhh!!! Dad was anxious. He had been calling me twice today while he’s in office. Mom, on the other hand, was extra conscious on the foods I’m consuming. Sayang Gerard had been texting me in between his classes. Sister Angie text me just to check on me too. Girlfriend Jo wanted to catch up with me ASAP. Lol* Love is in the air! Thanks! XoXo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of you, do not worry about me. I will take good care of myself. I’m just a little unwell. =) I shall update you people soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;XoXo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Christine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-2664684692139937532?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/2664684692139937532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/04/ps-im-just-little-unwell.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/2664684692139937532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/2664684692139937532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/04/ps-im-just-little-unwell.html' title='~P.S. i&apos;m just a little unwell.~'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-3570705107463866492</id><published>2009-04-21T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:28:17.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PosiTive? Wanted it soooo badly...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Another day is goneeeee..!! Seriously, I don’t know if I should be happy because I got to spent another day of my semester break or nervous because of my result. Ughhh!! I don’t wanna think about it until the day itself. Right now, I just wanna de-stress and have fun till that very day. Yet, I’m worried about it. *Sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I spent my day at One U today. Then, my half-sister, Angelina Verena joined me. She finished her class at noon but I’m there an hour early. So, what I did was loathing around the mall and MPH. I spent most of my waiting time there with a magazine on my hand. Ugh! I saw a lot of good books. Honestly, tempted to buy!!!! Okay, please don’t misjudge me as a book worm because I’m not. Sister Angelina reached there around half past twelve. And so, this wacky sister of mine wanted to get a pair of shoes. From Vincci ( our 1st stop ) to Nose, Nose to Vincci and to another and another. At last, she got herself an iPanema. Loveeee it too!! She asked me to get a pair for myself but I was like..Nawww..I want to get myself a pair of wedges. *LoL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After shoes hunting, we went to Simply Penang for our lunch. I had nasi lemak and ABC while Angelina had char kuey teow with cendol. I’m so sorry if my pinyin was wrong coz’ I’m so banana! LoL* Mom complained about it all the time. Thank god because nanny taught me Chinese dialect, Cantonese. If not, I’m seriously banana. I can’t talk well in Mandarin, Hakka and even Cantonese. I can only speak the basic. Even when I was watching Chinese movie in cinema, (P.S. I was forced by friends and mom) I read the subtitle rather than listening to what the actor/actress talking about. Sigh* I know I’m pathetic. So what? I don’t care. Maybe because of this, guys and girls back in high school always bitch and tease me. Well, at least I knew I came from an unique family background. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the story. Right after the lunch, there is still one more hour to go for our movie time. Then, we decided to walk around. This brilliant sister of mine is seriously testing my patience! I’m a self confessed shopaholic. Once I’m at the mall, in a shop, I can’t stand the temptation of not buying anything and just walk out from the shop like that. We went into Voir. She went straight to shoes and checked those heels, flats, pumps, wedges etc. Kasut freak! I, on the other hand, went straight to checked out the shirts, dresses, jeans...etc. There is this blouse I saw and it’s so me!! It’s only rm83.90 for heaven sake! I just wanted to try it. If it’s nice on me, I don’t mind buying it but instead of heading off to the fitting room, I got dragged by my sister out of the shop! Ridiculous isn’t it? Hopefully the blouse hasn’t found its owner yet. If it does, treat the blouse in the right way woman! Sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we went to Forever 21. Nothing caught me. So there is no dragging case here. After that, I was too tired and too lazy to check out the shops and I can’t resist the temptation anymore. I suggested to rest at the sitting corner provided by the One U management on the ground floor. While we sitting there, we did our silent judgement on the passer-by, making funny faces and sounds. Lol*I tell you! We’re mocking the animal sounds. She did the pigeon and I did the goat. LoL*Damn! I missed our high school time at the very moment. Care free and don’t give a shit about the world. As I grew up, I felt responsibilities and burdens now and then such as responsibility for my studies, myself, my future etc. Moving on, as the clock ticking at half past three, we went to the cinema. We bought the popcorn and ice lemon teas into hall 8. According to cousin Lih’s friend’s Hayden, this horror movie, coming soon is scary. The outcome after watching it, I don’t think it is scarier than other horror movies. To me, it is almost the same. *evil laugh* People that sat in the same row with us are funny. On my side, there is this one group of malay girls. They freaked out most of the time but only few scenes they yelled a little. The malay girl sitting next to me can’t stop saying Oh my god, Oh my god, Oh my god..Lol* On Angelina’s side, there are these two pairs of Indian couples. One of the girls can’t stop making noises. She was like..ah! yerr! And..you know! While her boyfriend (sitting next to Angelina) cracking jokes throughout the movie. He actually commented that this is a comedy movie not a horror movie. Maybe I was sitting with the wrong audiences, that’s why I don’t feel scare. Lol* But seriously, it’s not that horrifying. Well, I guess that’s about it. Shall update soon. Mwahhhhhhhh ---&lt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;XoXo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Christine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-3570705107463866492?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/3570705107463866492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/04/positive-wanted-it-soooo-badly.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/3570705107463866492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/3570705107463866492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/04/positive-wanted-it-soooo-badly.html' title='PosiTive? Wanted it soooo badly...'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-5617361016243796811</id><published>2009-04-18T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T22:36:29.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ Life as in NoW</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;** This post had been edited for a couple of times. Anyway, that wasn’t something you should concern about. **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I would like to apologize to all my readers, haters, friends, acquaintances’ etc for not updating anything at all for these past few months. The author is mia again. Fyi, mia stands for Missing In Action. I was taught by ivan because yours truly can’t even guess it at the first place. I got knocked on my head for that. Damn you ivan! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I’m pretty sure all of you expecting to hear more about my life now. Ever since the major turnover and the recent achy thingy, I wasn’t the usual me anymore. Friends especially vivacious clan, girlfriend Elaine, sister Angelina etc noticed the changes in me. Some said it was a new look and I looked great but some said it was the person that I myself always tried not to be. But deep down I knew, it wasn’t a bad thing after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that was like few months ago. Recently, I just found out that one of my acquaintances broke up with her boyfriend of 4 years. Okay! I’m not some bitch that you think I’ll go around gossiping and judging them. It’s just that, to me, they’re match made in heaven like Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie! Bear in mind, yours truly isn’t someone you think that live out of a fairy tale story. I don’t believe in such nonsense like forever love and all. I’m living in reality and nothing lasts forever. I believe you could swear or curse the fates but when it comes to the end, you have to let go. Though they both are healing with the time and space given, I’m sure they’re devastated too. 4 years of being together and making it through the rain and rainbow ain’t an easy task. When their family, friends and acquaintances’ first knew about it, some got furious, some got upset, some went completely blank like yours truly etc. I never imagine them without one another. I always envy them for their love and affection for each other. Seriously, you need to see to believe. And so, last night, I was up till the wee hours at night staring blankly at the ceiling, thinking, and questioning all sort of unsolved issue related to love while texting with darling Gerard Johnny (There! See you name now sayang?)till I slept off! =p We’re discussing about it. From the love issue, to Mars and Venus and it goes on and on. To be precise, it’s a never ending discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, since I can’t take my mind out of the issue, there is this new movie in cinema right on that I just watched recently. “He’s Just Not That Into You”. I tell you people, girlfriend Lengye is totally obsessed with this movie! You should really watch it! The battle of sexes is joined, signs that you should be alert, read it precisely and don’t ever misinterpret the meanings of the signs send from the opposite sex. Seriously, the movie really gives you a thought about the difference of women and men, complication of love, sex versus love etc. Even girlfriend Rosemary gave it a thought after watching it. Oh! By the way, there is this one part about this guy talking about an issue regarding sex and he mentioned my name! That’s hilarious. LoL* Alright, please don’t tease me after watching the movie okay? That’s for the time being. I’ll update as soon as I can. *mwahhhh. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;XoXo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Christine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;P.S. Do drop comment about what you think about the movie, about love issue or about the opposite sex alright? Looking forward to it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-5617361016243796811?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/5617361016243796811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/04/life-as-in-now.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/5617361016243796811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/5617361016243796811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/04/life-as-in-now.html' title='~ Life as in NoW'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-1998728827726667255</id><published>2009-03-20T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T17:58:09.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[ iM Through With iT ]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;To that someone I once love and care so much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can't believe it when I first saw it;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can't believe you're being such a good liar;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can't believe you make it through that fast;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Though I knew this very day will come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can't believe I fell for the words;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can't believe I'm not in grief;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can't believe I'm still staying strong;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can't believe I still hold tighter to my faith;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can't believe I let you slip through this;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can't believe you're not in the emergency room;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can't believe I'm through with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;To that someone I love and care but with doubt now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can't believe when someone told me you changed;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Because that is something I don't want a change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can't believe whatever I'm trying to avoid is here now;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can't believe that you're someone that I barely know now;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can't believe those harsh words came out from you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Because you're making me feeling hurt twice or three times even worse! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can't believe you don't know me that well;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can't believe I'm still surviving even though those words are killing me;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can't believe I'm still not falling down;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can't believe I'm through with it;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Because I can no longer take it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-1998728827726667255?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/1998728827726667255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-through-with-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/1998728827726667255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/1998728827726667255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-through-with-it.html' title='[ iM Through With iT ]'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-4716511335852794515</id><published>2009-03-09T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T23:07:17.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ make it through the rain ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Before I started off with a new post of mine, I did the usual thing. I read about others' blog and when I came to &lt;a href="http://angelinaverena.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;my someone that I heart a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s blog, I saw her reply post to my previous post [ turning away ]. After going through the whole reply post of hers, I got inspired with a sentence that she wrote. " &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;know that being able to rely and have faith in yourself is one of the greatest strength a person can possess.&lt;/span&gt; " Hell yeah! She's so right bout this. So, I thought of one song that I used to love so much when I feel like breaking down, crying my heart out and thinking I can't go any further...I listen to this, THROUGH THE RAIN by Mariah Carey. MY favorite part of the lyric :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I can make it through the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I can stand up once again on my own &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And I know that I'm strong enough to mend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And every time I feel afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I hold tighter to my faith &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And I live one more day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and I make it through the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And if you keep falling down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;don't you dare give in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You will arise safe and sound, so keep pressing on steadfastly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;My encouragement song. LoL* Alright alright! Enough already. Anyway, nothing much to update about. I'll keep you, my avid readers, about my pieces of life update as soon as I can. Till then..X0X0~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-4716511335852794515?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/4716511335852794515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/03/make-it-through-rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/4716511335852794515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/4716511335852794515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/03/make-it-through-rain.html' title='~ make it through the rain ~'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-8989995712847349175</id><published>2009-03-06T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T00:19:24.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ Turning away ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SbE8cMtQTrI/AAAAAAAAALg/gVT2c3Q-Yfg/s1600-h/sad-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310091890791567026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SbE8cMtQTrI/AAAAAAAAALg/gVT2c3Q-Yfg/s320/sad-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I had been questioning myself recently. I had been pondering about this over again and again yet I couldn't find the answer. The question is, " How you consider a person as your true friend? " I know I got a lot of friends. In fact, more till I actually lose count but how many from the list stated FRIENDS that you know you can count on to during the time of emergency or sorrow? There is something I noticed recently, if you're about to throw a huge party over the weekend, I'm pretty sure almost everyone from that list will be attending but if you're facing difficulties or upset about life and you really need someone to be there, you hardly find one. I'm sorry if I do upset anyone of you here while you're reading this but I can't help it. I may be a person that don't really open up much , I may be strong from inside out but somehow I'm still a human with feelings, and I may be telling you if you ever need anyone to talk to, to help you or depend on, I'm there for you because I'm expecting you to be doing the same thing back to me someday. Each time, whenever friends needed help, be it emergency, be it a talk things out session, I always try my best to be there. I'm not here to brag how great a friend I am but to express the loneliness I felt and the aura that pull me aside to the dark corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Not only that, it is like whenever they had their problems and all, they will come to me. Whenever there is nothing wrong in their life, I feel like I'm lock in the closet. I know I'm not perfect and so do the rest. There are times when I needed someone to be there, times when I needed help, and times when I'm so desperate till I keep coming to an end, I can't find even one. In one of the incident when I needed help the most [ FYI, I did mentioned this in blog previously ],I was scrolling down my contact list to call. There are so many numbers but in the midst of urgency, I can't even find one to call. In the end, it was my own family member that came for rescue. For those that doubt about my story, I can assure you at the point of time, I was with one of my bestie, Elaine. The same thing occurred to her. No one in her contact list that she think she can count on during that time. I was very very disappointed. I tried calling few of my friends that I think I can count on. Unfortunately, none of them picked up the call. This is not what I am upset about. It is about their ignorance of not even bother to call or text after the missed call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dear readers, how you consider a person as a friend? OK OK! Screw the word TRUE that I first stated. How about you consider a person as a friend? Do you think friend do exist? It is not like I don't have best friends and all, I do but I just can't help it. I'm pretty sure they won't be there for me 24/7 and I'm not there for them completely 24/7 too but how many times in your life that you will be in the midst of emergency and sorrow? If you're having this kind of life all the time, no doubt you're pathetic and people will be turning away from you. What I'm trying to say here is that, when you're sharing your happiness, everyone will be there. When you want to share your sadness, it is hard to turn to someone. When others not having a good time, they turn to you and you give it all out but when it is your turn of not having a good time, you blurt it all out and after your "miserable talk", they continue with their story ( whether it is good or bad ) as though you never open up your mouth at all. Dear readers, ever come to this stage of turning away from it? I'm sure you do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-8989995712847349175?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/8989995712847349175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/03/turning-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/8989995712847349175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/8989995712847349175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/03/turning-away.html' title='~ Turning away ~'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SbE8cMtQTrI/AAAAAAAAALg/gVT2c3Q-Yfg/s72-c/sad-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-9110837418248110236</id><published>2009-03-03T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T00:30:41.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ random post ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sa1OPgAFrfI/AAAAAAAAAKw/o4vdH9iGT2M/s1600-h/W980_2_product_quality_image_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308985563934993906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 325px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sa1OPgAFrfI/AAAAAAAAAKw/o4vdH9iGT2M/s400/W980_2_product_quality_image_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;First thing first, I ended up my class today around 1230pm and I was spending my half an hour time with girlfriend Rosemary while waiting for my dear friend, Brandon. Once, Rose went into her class, I bumped to darling Alicia ( Pek Teng ) at the staircase. So, we sat at concourse area and talked for awhile when her dad finally here. Next, I headed off to cafeteria where Brandon was waiting for me. I joined him and not long after that, Geraldine, Kelvin, Alynna, Han Choong, Kai Xun, Saiful, Lengye, Weng Hong etc etc joined us too. Yupe! It's like half of the AH2 group gathered together once again. Awww..missed these bunch of people. Then, everyone started doing their stuff. Weng Hong, Lengye and Alynna started working out for their preparation for tomorrow's Clubs and Societies Day. I bet they're brain-storming trying to lure more freshman in the college to join their Auto Fiesta club. Uh huh! As though they're short of member! They're one of the most active club in college for goodness sake. Anyway, Alynna stopped halfway and started tutoring Brandon for tomorrow's Econs test. Saiful joined their revision session while Kai Xun, Kelvin, Han Choong, Geraldine and I crapping all along. LOL* The random part is here. When I'm talking with them, my ringtone ( Breaking Dishes by Rihanna ) was playing, I took out my phone and answered. After I put down the phone, I got SMS pulak~ So, I took out my phone AGAIN to reply the message. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Out of the sudden, Han Choong shouted! He said," Fuck weyh! ( He was saying that as he took my phone away and checked it out ) Damn cun your phone. One of the kind! Look at this bitch. Cun cun cun cun! I love it." **Please excuse him for vulgarity. Guys tend to use alot of F* words when they got too excited! You got what I mean. [ wink ] *** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Being the owner of the phone, I was very the honoured. Thus, I posted a picture of my brand new phone, W980 that I bought just two weeks ago. FYI readers, yours truly is a gadget freak! I don't really look at the design and all. I'm more to the functions. [ wink ] LOL*Like I said, it is a random post. Well, basically, I'm a little bored and at the same time, I'm flying for Han Choong's compliment for my Nana Uni. [ P.S. I actually gave a name for my w980 ] Supposedly, I wanna name my first dog [ I'm a dog lover. ] Nana but I knew that will be a long way to go because papa is still searching for a perfect house in a perfect location. =(  Instead of waiting, why not give a name to my latest gadget? =) While Uni stands for unique. Han Choong and I shared something in common. It is indeed one of a kind. Wanna know why? Check this link out then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonyericsson.com/cws/products/mobilephones/overview/w980?lc=en&amp;amp;cc=my#a"&gt;http://www.sonyericsson.com/cws/products/mobilephones/overview/w980?lc=en&amp;amp;cc=my#a&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm pretty sure you will get to know Nana inside out. OH! Not only that, you can check out Nana's family members too. It will definitely link you to other phones. Moving on, I went back around 3pm with Brandon. We took the train back and back to my place. Before I'm driving to One U to meet my lovely cousin, Yin that just came back from Germany, I dropped off Brandon back home while I'm on way. The rain is like cats and dogs while I'm driving. &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;_XoXo_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;~ christine~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-9110837418248110236?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/9110837418248110236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/03/random-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/9110837418248110236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/9110837418248110236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/03/random-post.html' title='~ random post ~'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/Sa1OPgAFrfI/AAAAAAAAAKw/o4vdH9iGT2M/s72-c/W980_2_product_quality_image_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-8795315153677721598</id><published>2009-03-02T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T23:24:21.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ the new me ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;As usual, monday class ended 930am in the morning. LOL* Not bad for the monday blue huh? Anyway, moving on, I got a call from sister Tina 15minutes before class ended. So, we decided to go out to have our breakfast after one whole week of not seeing each other. ( Seriously, just one week of separation, I missed my "innocent" sister for goodness sake! ) Thus, I went to picked her up from her hostel at Bangsar since this little sister of mine studying in HELP, I need to go through some "battles" with other drivers since you know how busy it is at Pusat Bandar Damansara area. ( P.S. Immigration centre all located there ) Next, we went off to One U. At first, we wanted to &lt;em&gt;makan&lt;/em&gt; but most of the restaurants are still closing. Then, we went around, roaming here and there until I stopped right in front of Dragonfly shop. I was pondering and hesistated of wanting to go in or not. Finally, I went in and within 10minutes, I'm out of the shop and with my nose pierced!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                                                                  PAST / THEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308618664554521058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SawAjJTH4eI/AAAAAAAAAKo/jwqqyvYZulk/s400/DSC07213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                                                              PRESENT / NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308618658965553730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SawAi0enAkI/AAAAAAAAAKg/YmTisfAEJMM/s400/DSC00021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Surprise?! I bet you do! I can't believe I'm actually doing it either. Before this, I'm always restricted myself for not doing this and that as I wanted to be the goody two shoes kinda girl. ( P.S. I know, I know..I don't look like one but somehow, I'm trying to be a real goody two shoes girl. ) Now, like I said, I'm no longer the Christine Chong in past, I'm the Christine We. Friends saw changes. I saw changes too. Now, I'm living my life to fullest. I'll try to say Yes and curiousity of trying new things is ain't that bad. In the evening on the same day itself as in today, I actually went gym with darling Angelina. She said I used to laughed for the idea of going to gym and all. Voila! Look who is going to gym now! I'm trying out sauna and spa too! Of course, for the sake of my skin. =) &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/8311763986181024370-8795315153677721598?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/8795315153677721598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/8795315153677721598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/8795315153677721598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-me.html' title='~ the new me ~'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRWCIUDAI7k/SawAjJTH4eI/AAAAAAAAAKo/jwqqyvYZulk/s72-c/DSC07213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-71011465403695831</id><published>2009-02-28T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T17:47:24.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ people changed when things changed ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What a sunny day~ B-) It is 2.44pm in the afternoon when the author of this blog sat down in the living room started blogging with her toshiba laptop and sipping her favorite jasmine green tea while listening to Ne-Yo song's: Mad. =) Half a day gone just like that. I was having my brunch with girlfriend Elaine before sending Mom to salon. As usual, two girlfriends sitting there and the chatterbox started! Basically, we're sharing each other recent dilemmas, gossipping, updating one another about others latest status etc etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Next,one after another, from casual to more emotional part, Elaine started flashing back to the past. All the way back to our high school days, to college and all the way back to the present. Then, I was thinking, " Wow! I actually made it through all these?? ". 2009 will be 3 months old in about 8 to 9 hours time. I can still remembered my Christmas, my New Year, my Chinese New Year, my Valentine moments so clearly as though it happened only yesterday. Elaine said a lot of us changed tremendously during this period of time. From her statement, I realize people changed when things changed. Even I, myself changed a lot since I'm done with high school. I changed my circle of friends, I left the old me, the naive me, the never dare to stand up for herself attitude, the girl that never dare to show the real her to the world and the girl that people used to call her names because she's a little different than others. Names like the black chicken, dark alien, and so forth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Back then, no matter what, I still fake a smile in front of them and laughed with them as though I'm alright with their fucking racist joke. They think they should only mingle with their own race, their own kind, their own skin tone. Don't they know how suffering is it for people who are mixed and belong to both sides? I'm proud for two different races, two different religion and two different cultures..oh! To be precise, there are more than just two involving in my family (Though I'm not so sure about my family tree, but, I respect each and everyone of them). If anyone going to do that to the me now, I gonna shot right back at them. So what if I'm different? So what if I'm the ugly duckling? So what if I'm the black sheep and you're the Snow White? That doesn't mean the blood running through your body and mine is different! It is still red in colour! I used to pretend to be someone I'm not back in high school in order to fit into the crowd. I'm proud of myself of being able to survived all the way to my graduation day! Phew~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;People always said high school life is the best! As for me, high school life taught me to be strong, to be proud of who i am inside out, to be able to stand on my ground, to outshine and to be the best of the best. My ranking for my high school life: Good. Scale from 1-10. I'll give 6. My ranking for college life: Awesome! I'll give 9 or maybe 10! L0L* Now, being the new me. I'm not the girl you used to think I am, I'm not the kinda girl who give up just like that, I swear like nobody's business when I'm mad, frustrated and I'm bitchy sometimes. I no longer give a shit about people that used to hurt me back then and people I know that my life will never gonna revolve around them. I do what I think is right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lately, I been through some obstacles too. I bet close friends knew what's going on and some of them seen changes in me again. All I can say, I promised to love myself more and take care of myself better. It is all about me, myself and i~ Before this, I used to put others before me. I hardly got time for myself. Now, I just wanna love myself. Love myself inside out. =) No matter what, I thank you guys and girls for your support, advise and being there for this girl, Christine. She's alright now. Though she don't tell her story from A to Z, please excuse her for her being a little ego, for trying to be strong and try hold on all by herself, to be independent and not letting others to worry. Anyway! XoXo. Love you people for loving me for me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**P.S. People from my past, the Christine Chong you used to know back in high school or primary school no longer exist. In the present as in now, this girl is Christine We. Take it or leave it~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-71011465403695831?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/71011465403695831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/02/people-changed-when-things-changed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/71011465403695831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/71011465403695831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/02/people-changed-when-things-changed.html' title='~ people changed when things changed ~'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-2157979437983435575</id><published>2009-02-27T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T22:04:51.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ another day is gone ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Another &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;day is gone. It is Friday night and I'm typing all these with my laptop on the coffee table in my living room. Arghh~ Just a week ago, on Friday, I'm with darling Angie heading off to Heritage Row, put our dancing shoes on and all the way down to the dance floor. This time, I checked out Loft club. Before that, we went drinking at Mojo bar. Mind you readers, I got a free drink. I'm not alcoholic and I don't go there for drinking. We just wanna check out the crowd. Since it's early, well, we chilled out and sat there for half an hour. Next, we're on our feet and checking out the clubs. ( P.S. I bumped to Spencer Martin !! Arghh..Why the hell he's there when I'm there too? Fuck weyh~ Anyhoos, he's there for some event. End of story. ) Then, we went into the club and it's quite empty since the night is still young. I think that night is kinda dead for Heritage Row. It's 1130pm for god sake! People start filling up and traffic is moving slowly when clock struck 12am. As for the two sisters, they are drinking again in the club while waiting the dance floor to be lively. OK! I just drank lime vodka. =) Shhh...I don't usually drink but with darling Angie alone, I don't care. =) At the end of the night, we had a great girls night out! Imagined two crazy clubber sisters went clubbing side by side without a group. Awesome huh? We got home around 3am by the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sigh* This afternoon, I just finished off Stats paper. Hmmm..I'm keeping my fingers crossed. I don't wanna know the outcome so soon. L0L. Stress giler weyh..! Not only I tension, I'm pretty sure others are tension as well. Sister Tina and bestie Elaine are busy preparing for exam, cracking their heads for the assignment they gonna due soon, darling Angelina taking care of her mommy that just gone through an operation ( thank God that she's recovering now. ) etc etc etc. Hopefully, everything is gonna be alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-2157979437983435575?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/2157979437983435575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-day-is-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/2157979437983435575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/2157979437983435575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-day-is-gone.html' title='~ another day is gone ~'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-5553758189545691620</id><published>2009-02-26T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T21:31:01.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ Life is a maze and love is a riddle ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;NoTe: &lt;em&gt;First thing first, excuse me from vulgarity here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;This evening, right after I'm back from One U with elaine, I went online since it's raining frequently here, I can't go jog again. Sigh. Anyway, as I went online, Lengye was talking to me online and she sent me a link to this song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YHKDCqnH_7M"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YHKDCqnH_7M&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;And so, I'm in *heart* with the song..!! There is one part that goes, " &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Life is a maze and love is a riddle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ". Awww..at that very moment, I pondered for a minute. Don't you think that statement is so true..??&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Life is a maze&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; because we need to find the way out and while we're on the way trying to find a way out, we turn to the left, to the right and keep going on and on..Yes, it might not over for quite sometimes but at least, we learn something from it. Each time when we come to a dead end ( a problem ), we will be frustrated, mad and turn insane! Recently, people around me came to the dead end. I don't know why I'm so fucking annoyed with how they handled their problems and all. Firstly, they came upon me for advise and encouragement. Alright, fair enough being a friend, a family member, a follower of Jesus Christ and part of me being a kind soul, I approached them. I did what I can to make them feel better and I don't expect they will follow whatsoever I said before. I may be wrong but I may be right as well. What I expect is at least a smile from them. A smile that show I'm gonna be alright, I will be fine again, I'm not gonna let myself down without a great struggle. Unfortunately, all I see is a frown on his/her face. Next, I took all the blame. I hate myself for not able to help them out.  I hate myself for being useless. Then, I realize, it is not my fault and it is not up to me to control how they want to get out from the maze, what kind of strategy they gonna use to get out, when they wanna get out, where they gonna end up after coming out from the maze, why they wanna let things to be like that and so forth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Like I said before, we're created by God to finish up his masterpiece. It is up to us to fill in the missing pieces. Yours truly is doing the same thing too. Filling up my pieces of life till I'm out of the maze and back to Lord's home. Life can never be as sweet as sugar. We need to blend some spices into our life to make it perfect. Thus, no one can help you if you yourself not gonna pull yourself from the darkness back to the light. I'm so sorry if I ever offended anyone of your feeling here. Seriously, I'm fucking pissed off of how some people deal with their problem. True enough everyone of us handle things in our own way but no matter how fucked up things are, it is pointless to commit suicide, to cry out every fucking day, to blame God for not being fair, to think there is no way out of the maze, to think the world is against you, to think why the hell you're the one that came across with this kind of shit and the list goes on....Come on people! Get a life! Since you can fucking absorb all the negative aura, why can't you be fucking smart enough to absorb the positive aura??!! Instead of thinking the glass is half empty, why can't you think the glass is half full..??? It's all in your mind. It's all about how you make the world a happier place to live or a miserable place to suffer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love is a riddle &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or more likely a question with billion of possible answers but no one can put it into words. Famous people like Mother Teresa and Angelina Jolie just to name a few are the proof of the existence of L-0-V-E. Of course, no one on Earth can do what the creator of Earth can do. At least, there is still some people with mercy. Offer their hands to charity, to starvation, to people desperately calling out SOS etc etc..If there is a question stating, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;define what is love?.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I, myself can't even fill in the blank accurately. I guess my answer will be, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love is about caring, loving, and taking care of yourself for not letting anyone / anything that will hurt you physically or mentally. Only then, you can love others and you will find love in return&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Hmmm...what about your answer? What will it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-5553758189545691620?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/5553758189545691620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-is-maze-and-love-is-riddle.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/5553758189545691620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/5553758189545691620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-is-maze-and-love-is-riddle.html' title='~ Life is a maze and love is a riddle ~'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-2570348711656399236</id><published>2009-02-25T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T00:55:07.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ pieces of my life ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;To the readers of this blog, yours truly finally updated something after a long period of time of missing out of nowhere. LoL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;First thing first, life been treating me good. Well, to be precise, it is not up to life or faith or God to decide how life should be. It is up to us on how to finish up the puzzles that left by God. It is up to us to finish up the puzzles in a good way or a bad way. We can turn our life upside down just the way we like it. I'm pretty sure this blog is dead for almost a month now but the author of this blog learned a lot during this one month time. I been through hardship with my love, my friends, my family and myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;At that very moment, I feel like it is the end of the world. I feel like dying and I can't find the meaning of life. Next, I realize this is not that girl. This is not Christine. This is definitely not her. Where is the girl with the never give up spirit? Where is the girl that stay strong not matter what? So, I started to search for myself again. To stand up and face whatever is right in front of me. Breaking down, crying your heart out, throwing tantrum etc etc etc....Yes! At first, it's alright to do it and it's ok. You need to let it all out but how long you gonna be like that? Forever and ever? There is so many things out there for us to see, to feel, to learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Come to think of it, what you're facing now might not be as hard as what others around the globe might be facing. Some might be facing issue with natural disaster, deadly disease, bankruptcy, insufficient water, food, shelter and the list goes on...What you gonna do if you know you will be dying tomorrow? Or what if the world gonna end by tomorrow? What is the 1st thing on your mind? Think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;All I wanna say is that live your life to fullest. Life is more or less like cooking. You gonna add sugar and spice. You can't live without one. Same goes to the good and the bad character in a drama series or movie. Life will be boring if there is always happy ending. Don't you think? It is up to you to judge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;_christine_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;  ~xoxo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-2570348711656399236?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/2570348711656399236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/02/pieces-of-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/2570348711656399236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/2570348711656399236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/02/pieces-of-my-life.html' title='~ pieces of my life ~'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-2513569908661570172</id><published>2009-01-29T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T12:59:27.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ untitled??? ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;It's been few days I spent my cina new year in mommy's hometown. Though I'm away from my beloved friends, I'm still updated with the current dilemmas they're facing. The only patient is cured and discharged from my Heartbreaking Hospital is darling Angelina~! All thanks to Sifu larh...L0L.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Since my job never takes a holiday, ( so-called counsellor, so-called Doctor, so-called pary animal. Bah..Whatever you people named me! ) I'm there 24/7. One thing I realize, it's a small world after all. Everything seems related, seems to link somehow. Everyone with every problem he/she facing...But no matter what, please....for me, for yourself, for your parents...BE STRONG~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i been there,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;i seen it, i feel it too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;i knew what i can do for all of you now is to be there;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;to lend you my shoulder to cry on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;to lend you my ears to listen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;to lend you my arms to hold you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;to lend you my eyes to shed tears with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;yet, you yourself need to be strong and stand up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;you can run but you can't hide from the fact that you fear to face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;I know I can't say much and I can't do much. This is why my title for this post is untitled. I don't know what to say or what to do...!! Seeing all of you facing problems and I can't do anything. That kills me! I know when I'm facing problems...I didn't tell you guys, but I know I'm strong enough to pull that through..I'm sure you guys know that no matter what, I'm always there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-2513569908661570172?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/2513569908661570172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/01/untitled.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/2513569908661570172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/2513569908661570172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/01/untitled.html' title='~ untitled??? ~'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-645599881520255399</id><published>2009-01-25T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T00:57:59.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ back on track ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Heehee...L0L..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;It's been awhile since the last post. Oh! Not to mention about all those emo posts that I posted and dark clouds been following me for the past...errmm...few weeks I guess? Anyway, I had enough of hiding in the corner, being a wall flower, shutting the door right on people's face, showing my emo face, faking the smile I showed to the world and so forth. Whatever happened, I need to be strong. For myself loving myself, for him going through a hard time, for my friends that need me to be there for them! wink* Once again, your counsellor is back on track! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Honestly, when I'm going through the shits and all, I realize I grew up again. The way I look at things, the way I judge something, the way I think about things etc is so different. It is like seeing things in a very different dimension. It is like a whole new world for me which I thought it's good especially I'm nominated as the counsellor among friends. Ha! At least something different than party animal and dancing queen given by friends and family. L0L*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Also, at the same time, I learnt to forgive and tried to forget but I kept everything on my mind as reference for the future. Still, certain things are hard to forget. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Alright, supposedly I wanted to wish everyone a very Happy Moo Moo Year and also letting my friends know that I'm fine and I'm back on track. No worries about me~ I knew what to do next, I knew what is ahead of me, I knew I need to be strong to go through the flow. I'm not the kind of girl that give up just like that~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#660000;"&gt;                               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#660000;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#660000;"&gt;                             *+*+*+ Happy Moo Moo Year everyone+*+*+*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#660000;"&gt;                                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-645599881520255399?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/645599881520255399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-on-track.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/645599881520255399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/645599881520255399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-on-track.html' title='~ back on track ~'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPxfTnxelN4/TrKurPq71NI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gdL0D1fSgkw/s220/Instagram.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8311763986181024370.post-7818724576680029421</id><published>2009-01-14T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T22:58:22.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ S.O.S ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/sad%20quotes" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="sad Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii149/silentsacrefice/quotes/479025-20080430194334.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;I wish I can turn my back on the world and run away from all those unhappiness things,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;I wish I can turn back time and do it all over again so that there is no mistakes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;I wish I can put a smile on my face and show it to the world without faking it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;I wish I can help but I know I can't,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;I wish I can be there but I know it's impossible,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;I wish, I wish, I wish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;But all I can do is to walk in the rain;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;cause no one knows I'm crying....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8311763986181024370-7818724576680029421?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/7818724576680029421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/01/sos.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/7818724576680029421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/7818724576680029421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/01/sos.html' title='~ S.O.S ~'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' 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I read your comment. Also to my bestie, the member of Vivacious clan, L.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;OK! It is only the second week of the first month of the new year and I myself already turned my world and my life upside down. Bad things kept happening. One after another. Sigh...My year started off badly already. Anyway, this post is not about me telling the world how pathetic I am because I'm not that kinda girl that showed the weaker side of me and being an attention seeking bitch~ To be honest, I'm more an ego person. Someone with pride and ego and never wanna give up easily and show that I am weak. LOL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;I'm a little frustrated. OK - I'm kinda pissed off. So, I came to a conclusion that I don't want to bottled up my feelings anymore and I'm gonna let it all out~~ A note to L. I'm sorry that I didn't tell you what's wrong and what's going on. There is a reason why I didn't tell it out. First of all, I had enough of those negative feedbacks. Be it face expression or words..It is really killing me! Life is hard for me now. It is even harder for my special someone suffering alone and he's going through the phase all by himself. It is not something to be proud of and I gotta admit only fool will come up with those decision. Yupe! This is what a conscious mindset. This is what we gonna think if we're not tense and we're carefree. Why not put yourself into a difficult situation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Lets say when you're facing some difficulties, everyone around you step on you, laugh at you, judge your action and etc etc. How will you feel? When all is said and done, why don't try to think up something to help the person in need rather than judging how foolish the person is..?? If you, yourself dare to judge people like that, why don't you judge yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;You should try to patch things up with them rather than being part of audiences and giving comments,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;You should be there for those in need rather than indulge yourself with your own happiness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;You should share the grief rather than showing how great life is treating you now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;You should stop all those killing words if you're not helping at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;Who are you to judge someone when you yourself are not helping and keep on talking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;Move away if you're not helping and stop talking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;Yet, thanks to those words, I'm still keeping myself strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;Though there are times when I feel like giving up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;When the mind said is enough but the heart keeps telling me don't give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;I almost let it slipped through my fingers because at first I'm thinking like how a rational person is thinking. Then, I realize, what if I'm the one going through the phase? What if everyone else including my family, my friends and my close one is not there for me? What if the world is against me? The only place I can think of and want to be will be the opposite of Heaven. Thus, I made up my mind that I'm going to fast until Chinese New Year and stay close to God for the courage and strength. Amen~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&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/8311763986181024370-1754011900570263478?l=xtine-we.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/feeds/1754011900570263478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-turned-my-world-upside-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/1754011900570263478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8311763986181024370/posts/default/1754011900570263478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtine-we.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-turned-my-world-upside-down.html' title='~ I turned my world upside down ~'/><author><name>Christine We</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437347425238065427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com
