<?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-782871285711889719</id><updated>2012-02-10T12:37:35.645+08:00</updated><category term='Link-A-Story // 我是作者'/><category term='Random'/><category term='Song'/><category term='我的今天'/><category term='Quotes'/><category term='Tag'/><category term='Games'/><category term='Melody Of Heart'/><category term='咖啡屋'/><category term='Family'/><category term='MMU'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Review'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Recollection'/><category term='A3-7-8'/><category term='Miscellaneous'/><category term='Book'/><category term='Graphic'/><category term='Blog'/><category term='Movie'/><category term='Nuffnang'/><category term='留心语'/><category term='School'/><title type='text'>Recollection</title><subtitle type='html'>Reminiscence V7 - Just you and me</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>258</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-34774827623701918</id><published>2012-02-10T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T12:37:35.667+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><title type='text'>Gone</title><content type='html'>You took away everything from me today. Like everything..&lt;br /&gt;Why are you so cruel to me? I should be hating you, but how?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-34774827623701918?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/34774827623701918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=34774827623701918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/34774827623701918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/34774827623701918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2012/02/gone.html' title='Gone'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-2099268431519027446</id><published>2012-02-08T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T18:32:08.398+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><title type='text'>Promises</title><content type='html'>To you, they were mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Did you think about what do they meant to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you forgot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;I watched you sleeping quietly in my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;You don't know this now but there's some things that need to be said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;And it's all that I can hear, It's more than I can bare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;What if I fall and hurt myself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Would you know how to fix me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;What if I went and lost myself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Would you know where to find me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;If I forgot who I am,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Would you please remind me oh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Cause without you things go hazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you forgot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;You sang to me over and over again that day. I remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Then what..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-2099268431519027446?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/2099268431519027446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=2099268431519027446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/2099268431519027446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/2099268431519027446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2012/02/promises.html' title='Promises'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-1199495616341971524</id><published>2011-11-21T00:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T01:31:34.426+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>Shower</title><content type='html'>Okay, I am keeping my promise now. Stop bugging me ahem, you know who are are.This is a really random topic I choose to blog. I thought about writing this when I was taking a shower today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever wonder if everyone takes shower the same or indifferently? I mean, you always talk about going shower, but do you actually talk about how do you do your shower? There's so many things to do in a shower especially for a woman. Ahh ahh, I know where you mind is going, I'm not talking about what YOU can do, just in a general idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, what everyone do in daily shower is shampoo your hair, body, wash your face, shave, and etc etc. So what comes first. I personally do it this waay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I wet my hair and body.&lt;br /&gt;2. Shampoo my hair. Rinse off.&lt;br /&gt;3. Conditioner my hair. Rinse off.&lt;br /&gt;4. Shampoo my body. Rinse off.&lt;br /&gt;5. Wash my face.&lt;br /&gt;6. If there's a need to shave my legs i do it after all of this. YES I DO SHAVE MY LEGS. YOU DON'T?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you :D? I'm me like I always am, I do everything with a reason. I can't stand my hair shampoo run through my body AFTER my body is&amp;nbsp;squeaky&amp;nbsp;clean. So always, hair before body.What do you use? :) I think everyone smell like what they use. I'm using milk body wash for now, with orange flavor. So yes. I smell great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Today's shower 20112011&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was terribly sleepy when I go to shower today. Hot water is soooo comforting especially I'm itching all over with chicken poxes. As I shower, I notice there's some stain on my bathroom floor, so I started to clean my bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From one end to another, the sink, the toilet. Then I thought, I might as well add some cleaner to the toilet and let it rinse off cleaner. Yea, I pick the cleaner bottle up and I notice the corner of my bathroom have some sort of tiny black thingy.. As lazy as I am, I decided that using my leg to try and see what is it, uses less effort. So, right leg out, step and.. OUCH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, not the black stuff, I stepped on. It was some dirt, but something poking out from the tiny bathroom wall under the door. A piece of the broken tile stab on my foot, blood gushing out, and I have a punctured wound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bathroom was covered in blood literally. Blood + water, not the most pleasing scene.. I sat on my bathroom floor for so long trying to stop the bleeding, and yes, I managed. And finally getting myself back into the room and clean my wound. I'm so proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7B-XiB9nJyM/Tsk1EQRIkJI/AAAAAAAAAyM/Q9CgswJpHp8/s1600/211120112139+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7B-XiB9nJyM/Tsk1EQRIkJI/AAAAAAAAAyM/Q9CgswJpHp8/s320/211120112139+copy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The broken tile. After I clean it.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7S9KB1kl5Us/TskyUbV8b7I/AAAAAAAAAx0/hzddzEp-STw/s1600/211120112141.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7S9KB1kl5Us/TskyUbV8b7I/AAAAAAAAAx0/hzddzEp-STw/s320/211120112141.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My blood. This is after I "stop" the bleeding in the bathroom. The remaining blood after I got back to my room.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, so a very&amp;nbsp;unforgettable&amp;nbsp;20112011 for me eh? I was planning to show you my wound, but I have no idea how to take a picture of my foot and make it look graceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a side note, I added a picture taken to show you how it was like when I take a shower. Do not blink :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FwBia0DXykg/TskyXLyTDAI/AAAAAAAAAyE/F7tG7JuMXDY/s1600/211120112140.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FwBia0DXykg/TskyXLyTDAI/AAAAAAAAAyE/F7tG7JuMXDY/s320/211120112140.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Duckling.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0o63HwXqWe4/Tsk31UVvPyI/AAAAAAAAAyU/ktNJt91G00Q/s1600/201120112138.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0o63HwXqWe4/Tsk31UVvPyI/AAAAAAAAAyU/ktNJt91G00Q/s320/201120112138.jpg" width="242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kei : aaa &amp;lt;3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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/782871285711889719-1199495616341971524?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/1199495616341971524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=1199495616341971524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/1199495616341971524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/1199495616341971524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2011/11/shower.html' title='Shower'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7B-XiB9nJyM/Tsk1EQRIkJI/AAAAAAAAAyM/Q9CgswJpHp8/s72-c/211120112139+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-5582589960426529246</id><published>2011-11-20T15:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T15:16:15.043+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>Another start - 20112011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hi readers, I'm back. Didn't I get a right a time to start blogging again? it's 20112011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So it had been a while how's everyone doing? I'm surprise to see traffic is still flowing into my dead blog. I'm touched &amp;lt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Anyway, life has been good I guess. I don't have anything to say as of now, but I am going to come up with something better by tonight! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I hope I don't eat my word again this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;By the way, I am currently suffering with a once a life time desease at the age of 23+, chicken pox. A total blast with a 2 weeks off from work! (sarcasm).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Come back in a bit to read something else.&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/782871285711889719-5582589960426529246?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/5582589960426529246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=5582589960426529246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/5582589960426529246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/5582589960426529246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2011/11/another-start-20112011.html' title='Another start - 20112011'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-9165596645612206275</id><published>2011-06-29T02:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T02:57:37.436+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>a post</title><content type='html'>I never keep my promise didn't I? I thought I was going to keep this blog alive. Last post was months ago. So.. basically I'm here cause I can't sleep and I'm waiting for message I'm suppose to be waiting. What happen recently?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like my life is over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok.. that was dramatic. Sorry. my bad, life is not over. I'm just joking. What can be more dramatic than this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm now watching feedjit with nick, wondering what is showing if he log into my blog with phone. That's how bored I am now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It had been over 212 days and counting. It had been that long. Today.. no yesterday was special. It's the day. Somehow I remember it. When will the door be opened for me again? Where's the light? Where is it. If this is how it is for a long time to come, then I want a break. I'm tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-9165596645612206275?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/9165596645612206275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=9165596645612206275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/9165596645612206275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/9165596645612206275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2011/06/post.html' title='a post'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-3254230516430661796</id><published>2011-03-26T10:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T10:38:56.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead</title><content type='html'>Just making this alive again.&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe I didn't post a single post over 2011?&lt;br /&gt;This mark the first in the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll start to post random things again. Nothing personnel. Really just because I need to do something. 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value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ajQL2yTR1Xk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ajQL2yTR1Xk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;When, I saw you for the first time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I knew you were the one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You didn't say a word to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But love, was in the air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then you held my hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pulled me into your world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From then on my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Has changed for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now I'll never feel lonely again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Coz you are in my life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How can I explain to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The way I feel inside when I think of you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thank you for everything that you showed me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't you ever forget that I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love, I know that someday real soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You'll be right next to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Holding me so tight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I will always be yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Although we can't be together now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember I am here for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I know you're there for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whenever I want to be with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just close my eyes and pretend you're near&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see you, I touch you, I feel you, like real&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing can ever change what I feel inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How long must I be far away from you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know dear, but I know we are One...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&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/782871285711889719-2864535908039363468?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-1193566991970486951</id><published>2010-11-29T18:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T18:19:23.226+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Today, I lost all of it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;At this point, where do I go from here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-1193566991970486951?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-2913764380601062571</id><published>2010-11-22T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T15:43:42.632+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;17 Nov 2010, 7.45 pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I miss you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You're in a better place right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm sure you're watching over all of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I love you granny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/TOoe3f84CCI/AAAAAAAAAvA/e2_-s-CMdzw/s1600/20076_307430896145_595441145_3972671_467656_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/TOoe3f84CCI/AAAAAAAAAvA/e2_-s-CMdzw/s320/20076_307430896145_595441145_3972671_467656_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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/&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Recently with all the smartphone trend running around, I can't resist to get one myself. Usually, before I spend my hard earn cash on something, I had to think for quite a bit before making decision. So after spending time browsing around and sticking my face on every advertisement I can see along with some all nighter thinking, I conclude the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;1. I want a smartphone.&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="font-size: x-large;"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I want a smartphone.&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="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;I want a smartphone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Out of luck, I am currently using Nokia 5230. After trying out, being a virgin-user of smartphone, I immediately realize, I CAN'T USE TOUCH SCREEN PROPERLY. Omg right? It's probably my fingers don't do well with them. Without the button I don't know what I'm typing unless I look at the screen. So I tend to mess up my text so much. I got fed up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/TNqwQ2xa2MI/AAAAAAAAAu0/lxDpD1dsex0/s1600/pro+in+sms.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/TNqwQ2xa2MI/AAAAAAAAAu0/lxDpD1dsex0/s320/pro+in+sms.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I was a SMS-PRO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/TNqxxd6dLFI/AAAAAAAAAu4/Tzw5j-UYw7U/s1600/sms-failure.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/TNqxxd6dLFI/AAAAAAAAAu4/Tzw5j-UYw7U/s320/sms-failure.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Now I can't type without looking at the screen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Truth is... I wish I can stick a keyboard onto the phone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It's true weh.. besides sms, play game also become harder. Playing Tetris with touch screen is like wtf, fml. I got to admit, some of the function, with touch screen seems easier, like flipping through images in the album or when I look for songs. And yes, I play tetris. Damn it. Not many smartphone comes with keyboard.. and those with keyboard look pretty damn ugly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As we all know, human ask for more and more. I'm no exception. From complaining about my the touch screen I started to complain about pretty much everything of my phone specs @.@ camera, memory etc etc...But I have no money. So I conclude the following are the criteria my dream phone :D..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;1. Affordable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;2. Smartphone with keyboard + touch screen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;3. Really awesome specs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If I get one of such phone, I can foreseen myself showing off my phone, and type with my eyes close again, and play tetris as much as I want and actually surviving it without cramping my finger. (No joke, my fingers cramp weh). But then life isn't always so great. Where to find a smartphone with cheap deal, awesome spec and a keyboardddd + look nice, not like some big calculator in pocket. *sulk*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So technically it's like a dream come true to me when I see recent Nuffnang Community Update. The Celcom present :D...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/TNq4UyXN6KI/AAAAAAAAAu8/BdK5_wOOFcI/s1600/celcom-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/TNq4UyXN6KI/AAAAAAAAAu8/BdK5_wOOFcI/s400/celcom-1.jpg" width="400" /&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;*Teehee* *Grins* See see see see see see. *Jump in happiness* Why why why. My dream phone is here. It's not impossible!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Blackberry Torch 9800 features:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Maximized multimedia - 8Gb Memory (expandable to 32Gb) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;"&gt;microSD card, zoom effect by a pinch of your fingers and enhanced music player to view full album art and track listings. &lt;b&gt;( I can keep loads of stuff without having to delete them every week )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-MY;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif; line-height: 24px; "&gt;5MP camera &lt;b&gt;( suitable for cam whoring )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;Integrated social feed &lt;b&gt;( FACEBOOK EVERYWHERE )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;Faster and richer browser &lt;b&gt;( Browse on your finger tip :D )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GOT KEYPAD AND TOUCH SCREEN. I can be text pro again + It's not ugly. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;Those are not all la.. I'm sure there's more. Looking at the specs make me hyper. Not just this... look at the possible price Celcom offer :DDDDD...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: .75in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-list: l0 level2 lfo1; tab-stops: -1.25in; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;      &lt;/b&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Enjoy the Celcom BlackBerry Torch at CRAZY prices from as low as &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;RM 8&lt;/span&gt; when you sign up on the day with Celcom Exec or Celcom Biz plans!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0.75in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;-&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; 10 customers to sign up get it at &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;RM 8&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0.75in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;-&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Next 100 customers get it at &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;RM 488&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0.75in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;"&gt;-&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Following 100 customers get it at &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;RM 888&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0.75in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-indent: -0.25in; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;                                                                         -Quoted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;RM 8 .. even mcD cheapest lunch set also can't match!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;There's some package available.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="MsoNormalTable" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-collapse: collapse; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; margin-left: 23.4pt; width: 582px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 29.25pt; mso-yfti-firstrow: yes; mso-yfti-irow: 0;"&gt;   &lt;td style="background: #D3DFEE; border: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; height: 29.25pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 94.5pt;" valign="top" width="126"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Monthly Commitment &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="background: #D3DFEE; border-left: none; border: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; height: 29.25pt; mso-border-left-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 264.1pt;" valign="top" width="352"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Celcom Exec Packages&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="background: #D3DFEE; border-left: none; border: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; height: 29.25pt; mso-border-left-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 77.9pt;" valign="top" width="104"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Device Price&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;(12mth contract)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 29.25pt; mso-yfti-irow: 1;"&gt;   &lt;td style="background: #A7BFDE; border-top: none; border: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; height: 29.25pt; mso-border-top-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 94.5pt;" valign="top" width="126"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;RM118&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="background: #A7BFDE; border-bottom: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-left: none; border-right: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-top: none; height: 29.25pt; mso-border-left-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; mso-border-top-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 264.1pt;" valign="top" width="352"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;CE50   +Blackberry Lite (Broadband Entry RM38 (FUP 1 GB) + Blackberry Internet   Service RM30) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="background: #A7BFDE; border-bottom: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-left: none; border-right: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-top: none; height: 29.25pt; mso-border-left-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; mso-border-top-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 77.9pt;" valign="top" width="104"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;RM1688&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 26.9pt; mso-yfti-irow: 2;"&gt;   &lt;td style="background: #D3DFEE; border-top: none; border: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; height: 26.9pt; mso-border-top-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 94.5pt;" valign="top" width="126"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;RM148&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="background: #D3DFEE; border-bottom: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-left: none; border-right: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-top: none; height: 26.9pt; mso-border-left-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; mso-border-top-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 264.1pt;" valign="top" width="352"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;CE50   +Blackberry Pro (Broadband Basic RM98 (FUP 3 GB)+ Blackberry Internet Service   RM30) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="background: #D3DFEE; border-bottom: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-left: none; border-right: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-top: none; height: 26.9pt; mso-border-left-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; mso-border-top-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 77.9pt;" valign="top" width="104"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;RM1588&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: .9pt; mso-yfti-irow: 3; mso-yfti-lastrow: yes;"&gt;   &lt;td style="background: #A7BFDE; border-top: none; border: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; height: .9pt; mso-border-top-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 94.5pt;" valign="top" width="126"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;RM250&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="background: #A7BFDE; border-bottom: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-left: none; border-right: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-top: none; height: .9pt; mso-border-left-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; mso-border-top-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 264.1pt;" valign="top" width="352"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;CE250 +   Blackberry Internet Service &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="background: #A7BFDE; border-bottom: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-left: none; border-right: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-top: none; height: .9pt; mso-border-left-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; mso-border-top-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 77.9pt;" valign="top" width="104"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;RM1388&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="MsoNormalTable" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-collapse: collapse; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; margin-left: 23.4pt; width: 582px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 37.25pt; mso-yfti-firstrow: yes; mso-yfti-irow: 0;"&gt;   &lt;td style="background: #D3DFEE; border: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; height: 37.25pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 94.5pt;" valign="top" width="126"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Monthly Commitment &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="background: #D3DFEE; border-left: none; border: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; height: 37.25pt; mso-border-left-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 189.0pt;" valign="top" width="252"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Celcom Biz Packages&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="background: #D3DFEE; border-left: none; border: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; height: 37.25pt; mso-border-left-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 76.5pt;" valign="top" width="102"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Device Price &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;(12 mth contract)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="background: #D3DFEE; border-left: none; border: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; height: 37.25pt; mso-border-left-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 76.5pt;" valign="top" width="102"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Device Price &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;(24 mth contract)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 40.4pt; mso-yfti-irow: 1;"&gt;   &lt;td style="background: #A7BFDE; border-top: none; border: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; height: 40.4pt; mso-border-top-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 94.5pt;" valign="top" width="126"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;RM118&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="background: #A7BFDE; border-bottom: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-left: none; border-right: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-top: none; height: 40.4pt; mso-border-left-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; mso-border-top-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 189.0pt;" valign="top" width="252"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;P48 + BIS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Professional Lite (RM68) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;+ SMS Pack (RM2))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="background: #A7BFDE; border-bottom: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-left: none; border-right: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-top: none; height: 40.4pt; mso-border-left-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; mso-border-top-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 76.5pt;" valign="top" width="102"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;RM1688&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="background: #A7BFDE; border-bottom: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-left: none; border-right: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-top: none; height: 40.4pt; mso-border-left-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; mso-border-top-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 76.5pt;" valign="top" width="102"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;RM1488&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 42.65pt; mso-yfti-irow: 2;"&gt;   &lt;td style="background: #D3DFEE; border-top: none; border: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; height: 42.65pt; mso-border-top-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 94.5pt;" valign="top" width="126"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;RM148&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="background: #D3DFEE; border-bottom: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-left: none; border-right: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-top: none; height: 42.65pt; mso-border-left-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; mso-border-top-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 189.0pt;" valign="top" width="252"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;P48 + BIS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Professional (RM98) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;+ SMS Pack (RM2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="background: #D3DFEE; border-bottom: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-left: none; border-right: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-top: none; height: 42.65pt; mso-border-left-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; mso-border-top-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 76.5pt;" valign="top" width="102"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;RM1588&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="background: #D3DFEE; border-bottom: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-left: none; border-right: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-top: none; height: 42.65pt; mso-border-left-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; mso-border-top-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 76.5pt;" valign="top" width="102"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;RM1388&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 26.9pt; mso-yfti-irow: 3;"&gt;   &lt;td style="background: #A7BFDE; border-top: none; border: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; height: 26.9pt; mso-border-top-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 94.5pt;" valign="top" width="126"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;RM188&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="background: #A7BFDE; border-bottom: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-left: none; border-right: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-top: none; height: 26.9pt; mso-border-left-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; mso-border-top-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 189.0pt;" valign="top" width="252"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;P148 + BB &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;License (RM38) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;+ SMS Pack (RM2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="background: #A7BFDE; border-bottom: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-left: none; border-right: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-top: none; height: 26.9pt; mso-border-left-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; mso-border-top-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 76.5pt;" valign="top" width="102"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;RM1488&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="background: #A7BFDE; border-bottom: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-left: none; border-right: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-top: none; height: 26.9pt; mso-border-left-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; mso-border-top-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 76.5pt;" valign="top" width="102"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;RM1288&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 15.65pt; mso-yfti-irow: 4; mso-yfti-lastrow: yes;"&gt;   &lt;td style="background: #D3DFEE; border-top: none; border: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; height: 15.65pt; mso-border-top-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 94.5pt;" valign="top" width="126"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;RM248&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="background: #D3DFEE; border-bottom: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-left: none; border-right: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-top: none; height: 15.65pt; mso-border-left-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; mso-border-top-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 189.0pt;" valign="top" width="252"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Celcom BIZ 150* + BB Professional (RM98)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="background: #D3DFEE; border-bottom: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-left: none; border-right: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-top: none; height: 15.65pt; mso-border-left-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; mso-border-top-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 76.5pt;" valign="top" width="102"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;RM1388&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="background: #D3DFEE; border-bottom: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-left: none; border-right: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; border-top: none; height: 15.65pt; mso-border-left-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; mso-border-top-alt: solid #7BA0CD 1.0pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; width: 76.5pt;" valign="top" width="102"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;RM1188&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;Can check out more here : &lt;a href="http://www.celcom.com.my/celcomexec/blackberry/bbtorch9800.php!"&gt;http://www.celcom.com.my/celcomexec/blackberry/bbtorch9800.php!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The launching event detail is as follows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; tab-stops: -1.25in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Date: This Friday 29, October 2010&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;  &lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Venue: Bukit Bintang Entrance, Pavilion KL (in front of Esprit / La Bodega)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY" style="color: #1f497d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Time: 3pm – 10pm (Registration starts at 3pm so be there as early as possible!) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY" style="color: #1f497d;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Who wanna go camp with me? :D..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&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/782871285711889719-4999993237214410557?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/4999993237214410557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=4999993237214410557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/4999993237214410557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/4999993237214410557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/11/touch-and-type.html' title='Touch and Type'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/TNqwQ2xa2MI/AAAAAAAAAu0/lxDpD1dsex0/s72-c/pro+in+sms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-2309105744880162382</id><published>2010-11-02T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T19:59:26.468+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>really lame post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It's funny how I always have a lot to say.. but whenever I start up a post, I ended up sitting for hours deciding where to begin. And today, it's one of those day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Recently, I met a really interesting person in I work. Technically, &amp;nbsp;for the very same reason it creeps me out. You would if you find a person knowing so much about you as if he can read mind. I get so uncomfortable at a point I think. Can't really say much here. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I can't be much lamer than this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-2309105744880162382?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/2309105744880162382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=2309105744880162382&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/2309105744880162382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/2309105744880162382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/11/really-lame-post.html' title='really lame post'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-8273713344749666235</id><published>2010-10-26T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T01:44:19.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sometime, doing your best is just not enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I don't know where else I can turn to anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I feel empty. I feel lonely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-8273713344749666235?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/8273713344749666235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=8273713344749666235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/8273713344749666235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/8273713344749666235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/10/sometime-doing-your-best-is-just-not.html' title=''/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-646878174296405208</id><published>2010-10-22T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T12:21:46.873+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Just a day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I like how I get some free time every now and then to post something up. At least a little about my day? I woke up early today and drive + traffic, for about an hour to my client. Tired. I am not complaining though. Each trip is some earning. I become so use to driving, listening to song playing from the radio and sing along with it. I think my day end almost exactly the same day it started. Except my destination is home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Frankly speaking, I don't really know what I am trying to achieve for this post. I wanna hook up with something random again :D...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;tada:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lovegivesmehope.com/"&gt;http://lovegivesmehope.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I been looking on this site a lot during my free time. Some of the post really makes you go "aawwww". Try have a loooook. Every little something they posted just shows how much loves has give those peoples hope. I feel the same. Each of my day get brighter when every now and then he tell me "I love you". I get butterflies. :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Anyway. Lunch. Time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;See you guys around.&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/782871285711889719-646878174296405208?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/646878174296405208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=646878174296405208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/646878174296405208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/646878174296405208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/10/just-day.html' title='Just a day.'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-7292348715151636272</id><published>2010-10-01T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T13:18:01.867+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Muses</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm been trying to come up with a post a lot. Only end up with countless draft in my blog list. (This could be the next in the list.) This really comes to hey-I-don't-know-what-to-blog-about period. I thought I could have more to share since work start and all that, another phase in life, suppose to be adventurous?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Nope. Too bad. Wrong assumption. (That's why never assume anything.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Lately, I'm doing a lot of thinking. Because a lot of decision have to be made. Career, life, personal and a lot more. There's always ups and downs. Why now, no wonder life's like a&amp;nbsp;roller coaster. We don't always know what is next is it? Months ago, I thought, maybe I grow up a little. Having to adapt myself to a real working routine, dealing with peoples and stuff I never have to think about before, looking for a place to stay, miss out all the student fun - all this indicate that I grow up a little.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Well, strictly speaking, everyone grow up as time pass, but then not all mind grow along with time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Growing up means you can handle more. When you were a baby you can't hold a tiny marbles, now you can go to shopping for 12 hours with (insert numbers here) shopping bags! Handling more means that you need to know how to put down the thing you shoulder up. I can hold a tiny marble all days but not the shopping bags, if you know what I mean. Because if you don't know how to put things down, you will just ended getting overloaded. So when I go on and think further, I come up to the conclusion that adults are a fool ):..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;They are too full of themselves. Growing up to have the strength to handle more makes them forget their limit. Kids know that their tiny hand can not hold too much shopping bags, that's why you never see them try to take any. But adult, they just don't. That's why you see them try to bring in basket and&amp;nbsp;trolley&amp;nbsp;and whatever to hold more, to end up having a sore hand over the next few days. Awesome? Yes. Awesome with the brain power but stupid to try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As you grow up, you think you will grow to be a little stronger too. Maybe it's true, but at times, you just get defeated worse, because the stronger heroes have stronger enemy. But I got to say, even though adults know that it is stupid, they still do, such determination is a good thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I thought I grew up. But the fact is that I am still the same old me from two years ago. Or maybe five. Not sure. My point is, I never change that much. Standing at where I am now giving a thought of my current position I can pretty much guess where is this leading me to. It will lead me back to *ahem*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Don't feel like sharing. Hah. Well. Not really. Just kidding. It will lead me to being a fool, running, escaping and ... :) But, I don't care. See, that's why I say I am still the same.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;First real post from work. Oh haha. I finished the post! Not ending up in draft. *Mission accomplished*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&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/782871285711889719-7292348715151636272?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/7292348715151636272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=7292348715151636272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/7292348715151636272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/7292348715151636272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/10/muses.html' title='Muses'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-8121321005445755939</id><published>2010-09-19T04:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T04:45:14.404+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I lose a battle today, to myself, to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I thought that I would win this, with pride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;But instead all I left with is shame and tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I didn't step aside, he just take step in better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-8121321005445755939?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/8121321005445755939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=8121321005445755939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/8121321005445755939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/8121321005445755939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-lose-battle-today-to-myself-to-him.html' title=''/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-1293181812716241684</id><published>2010-09-18T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T01:06:45.508+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><title type='text'>Returns</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm bringing this back to life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Today, I feel it all over me again...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-1293181812716241684?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-3858107663227848259</id><published>2010-09-07T17:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T17:17:55.303+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg, my blog is dead.&lt;br /&gt;*remember to update this week*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-3858107663227848259?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/3858107663227848259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=3858107663227848259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/3858107663227848259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/3858107663227848259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/09/omg-my-blog-is-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-4149016128209383906</id><published>2010-08-04T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T11:21:26.582+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>Graduated</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Recollection is practically dead. I tried to update my blog a few time.. but it always ended up as an incomplete draft post. The truth is.. I'm just lazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Nowadays my daily weekday routine is really just a routine.. The going to work and coming back routine. Sucks so much. As for why I suddenly decided to post something now (determined to complete this post).. There's a few good reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;1. I'm at work now... with no task.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;2. Need to remember something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So what to remember? The post title says it all. I graduated! 1st of August 2010 in 11th MMU Convocation. There goes my school life. Happy? Not quite. Graduating means a life time of work.. which I started. Growing up sucks. I miss school already.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Hopefully in the near future, I can manage to find a little incentive from my lazy me to upload some picture from convo. I'll do it.. just a matter of time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-4149016128209383906?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/4149016128209383906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=4149016128209383906&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/4149016128209383906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/4149016128209383906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/08/graduated.html' title='Graduated'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-4164756757729761588</id><published>2010-07-03T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T20:26:53.589+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>New Phase</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This is it, monday work. &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm now in this new room rented, alone in a house.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This is kinda creepy. Makes me think about a lot of things about work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh my god...work.. work.. work.. Don't want ;-;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-4164756757729761588?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/4164756757729761588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=4164756757729761588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/4164756757729761588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/4164756757729761588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-phase.html' title='New Phase'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-8984539391263041501</id><published>2010-06-30T17:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T17:03:49.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>Home and back to KL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The 3 weeks in home probably is the last time I'll be staying this long at home for a very long time. I miss home so much, more than I can imagine. Friends and family, never fail to do the let-you-miss-us job. So after 3 weeks being at home, I'm now back in KL. It's unavoidable I guess. Work is starting and all that.. there's no U-turn in life right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Can you believe that I am actually going to start work now? It's a new phase of life. So hard to imagine how it would be. I love my holiday. I am not excited about work at all, maybe simply because I'm lazy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Nothing too dramatic happen in Segamat, except there was a lot of gathering going around, met with a lot of old friends and such.. Other than that I spent a lot of time at home keeping my dearest grandma company. I enjoy my holiday. My friends is there, and more important, he's there most of the time over my break. :)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Get well soon granny. I miss you already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;p/s: world cup fever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-8984539391263041501?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/8984539391263041501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=8984539391263041501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/8984539391263041501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/8984539391263041501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/06/home-and-back-to-kl.html' title='Home and back to KL'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-4464836445738276440</id><published>2010-06-29T14:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T14:10:48.268+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Recollection</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Happy 3rd birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Being lazy. Doesn't feel like doing a long post at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;But yes, Recollection is celebrating her 3rd birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-4464836445738276440?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/4464836445738276440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=4464836445738276440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/4464836445738276440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/4464836445738276440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday-recollection.html' title='Happy Birthday Recollection'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-806527308877106809</id><published>2010-06-16T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T21:49:51.465+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><title type='text'>100616</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;My blog has always been a place I'll come looking for when I am bothered by something. Today, I have this new post page loaded on my browser for almost 17 hours. There isn't a word I can think of, suitable to describe my feeling now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I am feeling a rush of strong emotions today. The moment I heard my grandma say something, mostly doesn't make sense, makes me feel sad. I cried. I'm not too sure if I am crying for myself or I'm crying for her. I think that if I feel so bad, she must be feeling worse right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It feels like I am in a world of my own, on my own. Everything I use to care and everything I care now seems to be falling apart. I remember someone telling me that when you're feeling bad and didn't know what to do and who to blame, it's ok to blame God, because he can take it. Great news right? Besides blaming myself I can blame God for once.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I don't like the me like this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm a horrible person.&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/782871285711889719-806527308877106809?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/806527308877106809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=806527308877106809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/806527308877106809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/806527308877106809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-blog-has-always-been-place-ill-come.html' title='100616'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-387723847038972717</id><published>2010-06-16T02:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T02:11:31.842+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Reality is so cruel, always to me, it is.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I have become less important by seconds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It feels like one day I'm turning into nothingness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The thought itself is scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;To the world, a person is only a minute part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You won't have anything to lose, because you have nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Don't cry. You'll be ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-387723847038972717?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/387723847038972717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=387723847038972717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/387723847038972717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/387723847038972717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/06/reality-is-so-cruel-always-to-me-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-6430029343150308676</id><published>2010-06-13T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T22:57:32.013+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm back at home in Segamat. I miss this place a lot. A lot seems to have changed. The things, the building, the road.. it has grow to become a place I don't know so well anymore. The home I come back to, has become less similar too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Many things had changed. I wonder how.. I wonder when. I feel so helpless, it's scary.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Anyway, Joyce is back :D!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-6430029343150308676?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/6430029343150308676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=6430029343150308676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/6430029343150308676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/6430029343150308676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/06/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-3018037593275510171</id><published>2010-06-07T01:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T01:51:47.207+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>Say Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;周杰伦 - 说了再见&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;天涼了 雨下了 你走了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;清楚了 我愛的 遺失了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;落葉飄在湖面上睡著了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;想要放 放不掉 淚在飄&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;你看看 你看看不到&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;我假裝過去不重要 卻發現自己辦不到&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;說了再見 才發現再也見不到&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;我不能就這樣失去你的微笑&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;口紅待在桌角 而你我找不到&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;若角色對調你說好不好&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;說了再見 才發現再也見不到&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;能不能 就這樣 忍著痛 淚不掉&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;說好陪我到老 永恒往哪里找&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;再次擁抱一分一秒都好&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;天涼了 雨下了 你走了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;清楚了 我愛的 遺失了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;落葉飄在湖面上睡著了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;想要放 放不掉 淚在飄&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;你看看 你看看不到&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;我假裝過去不重要 卻發現自己辦不到&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;說了再見 才發現再也見不到&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;我不能就這樣失去你的微笑&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;口紅待在桌角 而你我找不到&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;若角色對調你說好不好&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;你的笑 你的好 腦海里 一直在繞&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;我的手 忘不了 你手的溫度&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;心碎了一地 撿不回從前的心跳&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;身陷過去我無力逃跑&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;說再見 才發現再也見不到&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;能不能 就這樣 忍著痛 淚不掉&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;說好陪我到老 永恒往哪里找&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;再次擁抱一分一秒都好&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-3018037593275510171?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/3018037593275510171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=3018037593275510171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/3018037593275510171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/3018037593275510171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/06/say-goodbye.html' title='Say Goodbye'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-8503729841549351219</id><published>2010-06-05T17:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T21:46:34.862+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><title type='text'>Bad day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I grow up learning that there is a lot of things I dislike doing. Today I found something new. I dislike hoping. I grow up with people teaching me that at &amp;nbsp;some point in life, we are not to lose faith. We are to believe in hope, we are to believe in dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As time passed, I eventually find out that people believe in things like hope and dreams only when they have them. Someone told me never to expect, never to hope, because then I won't be that disappointed. I don't understand. It is only natural to expect something from a person you believe in, right? I could be wrong.. I don't know. I agree though, with expectation, you are exposing yourself to disappointment. But without it.. what is there to live for? Thus, I dislike hoping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I have a really bad day. It's not like something big happened.. Just a little of this and that.. they are enough to make me have a horrible day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This is a really random post, random things to talk about, sprouting from the very random me. By the way.. what is this feeling creeping on me. Let me go. &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;&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/782871285711889719-8503729841549351219?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/8503729841549351219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=8503729841549351219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/8503729841549351219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/8503729841549351219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-grow-up-learning-that-there-is-lot-of.html' title='Bad day'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-6072998188737528409</id><published>2010-06-04T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T20:35:58.412+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MMU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Life after uni is still hectic. Looking for a job, looking for a place to move in, looking for a way for a better future. I just went to an interview in IBM .. xD..&amp;nbsp;Result is out. My final result is out. I can graduate. I should be happy righhhttt? But I am not as happy as I thought I would be.. Even doing my best I couldn't reach my goal. Damn disappointed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;But anyway, I am graduating. &amp;nbsp;Kinda speechless. Mixed feeling now. Kinda happy that I can graduate.. but at the same time.. feel kinda gloom about this whenever I think about work.&amp;nbsp;Friendssss, congratulation :D.. let's meet up during graduation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;By the way, reindeer is graduating too. Congratulation Squirtle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-6072998188737528409?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/6072998188737528409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=6072998188737528409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/6072998188737528409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/6072998188737528409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/06/graduation.html' title='Graduation'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-8975493192938755867</id><published>2010-06-04T00:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T00:49:41.736+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I feel so lonely tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-8975493192938755867?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/8975493192938755867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=8975493192938755867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/8975493192938755867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/8975493192938755867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-feel-so-lonely-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-6490759324540270880</id><published>2010-05-28T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T12:00:11.863+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A3-7-8'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MMU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>Remember this</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Getting ready to move out. Time flies. The three years in MMU seems to passed like a blink. I remember the me who first got lost in MMU looking for admin building to do my&amp;nbsp;registration and finance to pay my fees.. It was like yesterday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;By the end of this month, 31st of May, by the time I step out of this house, life in MMU seems to really comes to an end. I started out as a noob in MMU. The time I miss the most out of the three years would be those time I spent in hostel. I remember the happy me that found out that I will have some friend I know coming to study here. Lian, sushi and ling.&amp;nbsp;I remember the first moral studies class so well. That was how it really started, the bond with friends today that keep me company walking through my life in university. Xue Hui, Wein Pei, Ke Xin and Kam. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;All the time spent doing crazy stuff with my housies. Girls, remember our night in mcd? Remember playing monopoly? All the truth and dare session? Remember camping 24/7 during final exam? That is all sooooooo &amp;lt;3!&amp;nbsp;All the crazy night staying up for assignment! lol.. there's so much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Right, besides housies, there's a lot of nerdy-friends I know from FIT too. xD&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Personally, I think I grow up a lot in this three years. I admit in this three years.. I've gone through a lot. The hardest experience to come through.. the most heartbreaking moment...I laughed the hardest and I cried the hardest.&amp;nbsp;There are a lot of things I wish I could erase and make this 3 years fills with only happy memories. But it's impossible right? I am still learning. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The life after mmu is a big question mark to me. I hope that when an answer come.. it's one of those I can be ok with. Today, I already starts missing this place..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;All the best and keep in touch friends :D! Many many thanks for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-6490759324540270880?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/6490759324540270880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=6490759324540270880&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/6490759324540270880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/6490759324540270880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/05/remember-this.html' title='Remember this'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-1240449169803293189</id><published>2010-05-15T23:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T23:55:38.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>The End.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;4.30 pm of 15th May 2010&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"Please stop writing now. It is your responsibility to ensure that your answer script is submitted to the&amp;nbsp;invigilator. Answer script being brought out of this exam hall will not be accepted under any circumstances.&amp;nbsp;Please remain at your seat and until you're allow to leave."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This marked the last paper as a student in MMU. (Hopefully).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We just had a gathering with fellows FIT final year student. It's funny how I never mix with most of them much until now - the final sem. Sad. But at the same time glad, because I still get a chance. I had a really great time today. Thanks to all. Good luck and all the besst. Keep in touch peoples! I'm sure I gonna miss everyone. I actually think I will miss mmu.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Will upload the pictures when I get them :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Detail post about gathering will be next!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;ps:// happy birthday ah tai. hope you like everything we planned for you, so &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-1240449169803293189?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/1240449169803293189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=1240449169803293189&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/1240449169803293189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/1240449169803293189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/05/end.html' title='The End.'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-8179546650467508065</id><published>2010-05-14T04:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T04:49:01.657+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Final's Final.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Just to make a note - studying for BHM now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Final subject in my final sem's &amp;nbsp;final exam. I'm sure the future me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;will miss this moment somehow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#FFFFFF" border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#FFFFFF" valign="top"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Student ID :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;1071116948&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;ONG SIOU KEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trimester :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Session :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;2009/2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#FFFFFF" valign="top"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Degree :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;Bachelor of Computer Science (Honours)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Faculty :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;FIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Branch :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;MMU - CYBERJAYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#FFFFFF" border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#FFFFFF" valign="top"&gt;&lt;td width="12%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Subject ID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="28%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Subject Description&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center" width="10%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Exam Hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center" valign="top" width="8%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Status&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="8%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="17%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Venue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="8%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Seat No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="10%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#FFFFFF" valign="top"&gt;&lt;td width="12%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;TCV3501&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;COMPUTER VISION AND IMAGE UNDERSTANDING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center" width="8%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center" width="8%"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="8%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;07/05/2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="17%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;MULTIPURPOSE HALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="8%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;242&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="10%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;9.00 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#FFFFFF" valign="top"&gt;&lt;td width="12%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;TCS3311&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;COMPILER DESIGN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center" width="8%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center" width="8%"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="8%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;11/05/2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="17%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;GRANDHALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="8%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;914&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="10%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;9.00 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#FFFFFF" valign="top"&gt;&lt;td width="12%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;TDP3471&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;DISTRIBUTED AND PARALLEL COMPUTING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center" width="8%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center" width="8%"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="8%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;12/05/2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="17%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;GRANDHALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="8%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;730&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="10%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;9.00 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#FFFFFF" valign="top"&gt;&lt;td width="12%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;TAS3491&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;ADVANCED SOFTWARE ENGINEERING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center" width="8%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center" width="8%"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="8%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;13/05/2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="17%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;FOM(CR1002)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="8%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="10%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;9.00 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#FFFFFF" valign="top"&gt;&lt;td width="12%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;BHM2041&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;BASIC ECONOMICS, ACCOUNTING AND MANAGEMENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center" width="8%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center" width="8%"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="8%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;15/05/2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="17%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;GRANDHALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="8%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;287&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="10%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;2.30 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-8179546650467508065?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/8179546650467508065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=8179546650467508065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/8179546650467508065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/8179546650467508065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/05/finals-final.html' title='Final&apos;s Final.'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-6708530102243759600</id><published>2010-05-09T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T21:05:31.734+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>Hazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="lyrics"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Hazy&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Rosi Golan &amp;amp; William Fitzsimmons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="title"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="title"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sovLhfqx5NQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sovLhfqx5NQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="title"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I watched you sleep in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;quietly in my bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you don't know  this now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but there's some things that&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;need to be said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's all that i  can hear&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's more than i can bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what if i fall and hurt  myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;would you know how to fix me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what if i went and lost  myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;would you know where to find me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if i forgot who i am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;would you  please remind me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ohhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cause without you things go hazy&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It's a promise right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-6708530102243759600?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/6708530102243759600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=6708530102243759600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/6708530102243759600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/6708530102243759600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/05/hazy.html' title='Hazy'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-8815733204576345380</id><published>2010-05-09T20:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T20:57:11.168+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><title type='text'>after-nap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This is&amp;nbsp;probably&amp;nbsp;one of the hardest time to past by for all the ups and downs I ever encountered. It makes me feel like God is trying to make me feel inhuman.. in a good way. He expects me to deal with a lot of things whenever final exam is near my butt. That's how I see it at least. Every time, every single time during when final exam is approaching, there is something I need to think about. How am I suppose to study like that? Can someone tell me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I woke up from a nap today. The moment I open my eyes, and I look around, I realize how much I hate to be awaken to a reality. Although one would say, if you are having a bad dream, you might just feel so good waking up and realize it's a bad dream. But at times, for me at least.. waking up from bad dream makes me feel like the reality isn't so much off from the dream. That is so sad. It feels like a *knock knock*,that says "that's how your life is".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I understand well now. Living up to someone expectation is hard.. living up to my own expectation is even harder. There is so much I wish I can do, but one can never do enough. I vaguely remember I told a friend of mine.. "you must need to know how to find the sweet when the bitter is trying to bite off your ass" - Try chocolate xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The fact that my blog is somewhere I come to look up to when I feel emo, is even sadder. pms can kill. I feel so lonely at times like this. Don't you think I am too needy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Even though I'm crying deep down I want to put up a smile just fine. :')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-8815733204576345380?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/8815733204576345380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=8815733204576345380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/8815733204576345380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/8815733204576345380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/05/after-nap.html' title='after-nap'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-1891538759334311735</id><published>2010-05-02T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T12:21:05.942+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><title type='text'>University</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;It's coming to an end, it really is. I am now preparing for the final - final exam in my life. I don't want this to end so soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Now I think about it.. why the me from 3 years ago is looking forward to this moment? Stupid me from the past, you have no idea how stupid that is. Thinking back.. I can still clearly remember the first final exam I have in MMU. Wtf can you believe this is the final one? I don't want this to end, but I don't want to fail in final exam either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I cannot see where the me in the future one month will be..The future is scary.. It seems like the moment I step out of this..I'll be losing a lot of things..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Is distance gonna make peoples fall apart? Is not talking to you gonna make you forget a little about me? Because I'm not there to remind you I'm here..?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Fuck life. Give me back my time. Give me back my time! Doraemon...where the hell are you?&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/782871285711889719-1891538759334311735?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/1891538759334311735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=1891538759334311735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/1891538759334311735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/1891538759334311735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/05/university.html' title='University'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-5592177407666066309</id><published>2010-05-01T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T14:30:11.712+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>More Than Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NVFmumZcgFc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NVFmumZcgFc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Saying I love you&lt;br /&gt;Is not the words I want to hear from you&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I want you&lt;br /&gt;Not to say, but if you only knew&lt;br /&gt;How easy it would be to show me how you feel&lt;br /&gt;More than words is all you have to do to make it real&lt;br /&gt;Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me&lt;br /&gt;Cos I'd already know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if my heart was torn in two&lt;br /&gt;More than words to show you feel&lt;br /&gt;That your love for me is real&lt;br /&gt;What would you say if I took those words away&lt;br /&gt;Then you couldn't make things new&lt;br /&gt;Just by saying I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've tried to talk to you and make you understand&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And just reach out your hands and touch me&lt;br /&gt;Hold me close don't ever let me go&lt;br /&gt;More than words is all I ever needed you to show&lt;br /&gt;Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me&lt;br /&gt;Cos I'd already know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if my heart was torn in two&lt;br /&gt;More than words to show you feel&lt;br /&gt;That your love for me is real&lt;br /&gt;What would you say if I took those words away&lt;br /&gt;Then you couldn't make things new&lt;br /&gt;Just by saying I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than words&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/782871285711889719-5592177407666066309?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/5592177407666066309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=5592177407666066309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/5592177407666066309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/5592177407666066309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/05/more-than-words.html' title='More Than Words'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-6607004065061707061</id><published>2010-04-30T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:46:31.093+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's painful falling so hard, not expecting it at all.&lt;br /&gt;The insecurity, the&amp;nbsp;loneliness.. is so intimidating.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-6607004065061707061?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-4401149697086272084</id><published>2010-04-28T08:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T08:29:55.867+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><title type='text'>This morning</title><content type='html'>I'm scare.&lt;br /&gt;I definitely feel so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up in the morning feeling like that&lt;br /&gt;is the worse way to start a day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-4401149697086272084?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/4401149697086272084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-2441882919656727337</id><published>2010-04-24T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T12:59:03.183+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>How Did I Fall In Love With You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;How Did I Fall In Love With You&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Backstreet Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Remember when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We never needed each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The best of  friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like sister and brother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We understood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We’d never  be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Those days are gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now I want you so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The night is  long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I need your touch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don’t know what to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Never meant to feel  this way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don’t wanna be alone tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What can I do to make you  mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Falling so hard, so fast this time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What did I say, what did you  do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How did I fall in love with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ooh... yeah, oh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hear your  voice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I start to tremble&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brings back the child&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That I  resemble&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cannot pretend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That we can still be friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don’t wanna  be alone tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What can I do to make you mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Falling so hard, so  fast this time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What did I say, what did you do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How did I fall in love with  you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna say this right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And it has to be tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just need you  to know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don’t wanna live this lie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don’t wanna say goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With you  I wanna spend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The rest of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What can I do to make you  mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Falling so hard, so fast this time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What did I say, what did you  do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How did I fall in love with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What can I do to make you  mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Falling so hard, so fast this time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything’s changed, we never  knew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How did I fall in love with you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&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/782871285711889719-2441882919656727337?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/2441882919656727337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=2441882919656727337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/2441882919656727337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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明天我会变得一无所有。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;梦醒只需要一秒钟。&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;害怕，我回头看，羡慕以前的自己。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;向前看，看不到未来的自己。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;我不需要开心， 只是不想难过。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;冷冷的晚上， 还觉得有点寂寞。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-4629020791190188695?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/4629020791190188695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=4629020791190188695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/4629020791190188695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/4629020791190188695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='就一秒钟'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-3977733326783991549</id><published>2010-04-16T13:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T13:52:37.287+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>a talk with popeye</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;(3:02 AM) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Popeye 美国鼠&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;my 8-pack  turtle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&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;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S8f4H_ZijRI/AAAAAAAAAuc/A5-VE9-Wh_4/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S8f4H_ZijRI/AAAAAAAAAuc/A5-VE9-Wh_4/s1600/untitled.bmp" /&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-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&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;/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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(3:09 AM) keikei: *save*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(3:10 AM) keikei: gonna use show it in blog&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(3:10 AM)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Popeye 美国鼠&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;jajaja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;do it do it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(3:11 AM) keikei: yes!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;next update i'll do it&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S8f4RQ-sjRI/AAAAAAAAAug/RWVDKnAtMXE/s1600/lala.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S8f4RQ-sjRI/AAAAAAAAAug/RWVDKnAtMXE/s1600/lala.bmp" /&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 class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The bear I draw on the same day. I said I'll show you :)&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-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;and this is my version of kuma-kuma&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S8f5XsVYaAI/AAAAAAAAAuk/5iN8FCknFjk/s1600/rain.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S8f5XsVYaAI/AAAAAAAAAuk/5iN8FCknFjk/s320/rain.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&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 class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&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;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-3977733326783991549?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/3977733326783991549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=3977733326783991549&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/3977733326783991549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/3977733326783991549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/04/talk-with-popeye.html' title='a talk with popeye'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S8f4H_ZijRI/AAAAAAAAAuc/A5-VE9-Wh_4/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-2917830947741564661</id><published>2010-04-16T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T13:15:14.711+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MMU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>FYP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;fuckyourproject.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;FYP is what we, MMU students, use referring to final year project. This project is like a big deal to every student in MMU. Seniors and juniors, and what.. lecturer too. It's something you can use as an excuse to get out of everything to be honest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"Meeeting?" &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"no, fyp".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"Project submission?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"no, delay pls, fyp"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"lunch, dinner, sleep?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"no, fyp"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"happy, miserable, sad, emo?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"put that away, cause I have fyp"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The only thing that doesn't go away but come more when you use fyp as an excuse is stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The project starts on November of 2009 and the final report submission is on 14th April 2010. Yes, finally, but not for my group. We are still implementing something. The real ends comes on 21st April 2010 - The day of my presentation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;But anyway.. I need to thank my partner a lots. Thannkkss ning. For doing so much, and sorry, for not being able to help more. I wish I'm more useful. Really, couldn't have make it this far without you. &amp;nbsp;We take this project up not expecting it to be so hard. really.. we thought we can handle it all right.. but things happen.. so -.-... Really unexpected la.. (&amp;lt;- lol la). Fyp fyp.. finishing fyp is like a hit of reality to me. The hit of reality for the fact that I am indeed a final year student. I'm praying hard to be able to graduate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Enough shit lately. I can't handle another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S8fsXnAxFxI/AAAAAAAAAuI/MXAAmWT1gdM/s1600/DSC01629.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S8fsXnAxFxI/AAAAAAAAAuI/MXAAmWT1gdM/s320/DSC01629.JPG" width="320" /&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-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&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-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The heavy rain on the evening of 13th April 2010.&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-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Picture taken in FIT when working on fyp with Ning, Hui and Ernest.&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-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Remind me of someone.&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-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S8fyDBLXwnI/AAAAAAAAAuM/opiMQdPjgnI/s1600/polarfyp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S8fyDBLXwnI/AAAAAAAAAuM/opiMQdPjgnI/s320/polarfyp.jpg" width="320" /&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-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&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-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/782871285711889719-2917830947741564661?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/2917830947741564661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=2917830947741564661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/2917830947741564661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/2917830947741564661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/04/fyp.html' title='FYP'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S8fsXnAxFxI/AAAAAAAAAuI/MXAAmWT1gdM/s72-c/DSC01629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-3219551925034474013</id><published>2010-04-07T03:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T03:08:17.963+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>Promise..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I really need something to do to distract myself from my thought. So I decided to draw something with Photoshop. It only takes about 10 mins though..&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-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&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-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S7uBbT4BtNI/AAAAAAAAAuE/eFvJsT1DQ4s/s1600-h/polar2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="186" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S7uBbT4BtNI/AAAAAAAAAuE/eFvJsT1DQ4s/s320/polar2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&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 class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I hate asking why. I hate wondering the "what if".&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-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm trying my best to understand it the way they want me to.&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-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm really trying. I really am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I promise.. the next polar I draw will be more cheerful. Promised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-3219551925034474013?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/3219551925034474013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=3219551925034474013&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/3219551925034474013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/3219551925034474013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/04/promise.html' title='Promise..'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S7uBbT4BtNI/AAAAAAAAAuE/eFvJsT1DQ4s/s72-c/polar2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-8582295325517414816</id><published>2010-04-01T04:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T21:16:45.006+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Happy 10 000</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm proud to announce that Recollection has reach 10,000 hits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S7OpHbM2cAI/AAAAAAAAAts/rS73L-NenFc/s1600-h/Clip_4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S7OpHbM2cAI/AAAAAAAAAts/rS73L-NenFc/s1600/Clip_4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Although this seems to be a pretty slow progress considering the fact that this blog has been around with this url since April '08. Buttt, I reset my counter for a few times too, so it's still an accomplishment right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sometime ago, just out of curiosity, I went to browse through the statcounter when I was talking to a friend. I just notice that Recollection have a lot of visitor from places I cannot imagine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Currently, this is Recollection's stat based on country look like. Too bad, I only added statcounter a short while ago, so it didn't have the full record of Recollection's traffic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S7OqX8dSdnI/AAAAAAAAAt0/NRLGMGoIKcE/s1600-h/Clip_5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S7OqX8dSdnI/AAAAAAAAAt0/NRLGMGoIKcE/s320/Clip_5.jpg" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Thanks for visiting, thanks for reading. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;On the side note, new template, new look for Recollection. I'm still keeping A Walk to Remember. I change the template because I need something to do. I'm pretty happy with this template. I guess I can coincidently say that the new template is to celebrate 10,000 hits.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Happy 10 k hits, Recollection.&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/782871285711889719-8582295325517414816?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/8582295325517414816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=8582295325517414816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/8582295325517414816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/8582295325517414816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-10-000.html' title='Happy 10 000'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S7OpHbM2cAI/AAAAAAAAAts/rS73L-NenFc/s72-c/Clip_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-7888545986781136644</id><published>2010-03-30T02:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T00:13:06.762+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It's been so long since I last update my blog properly. Much much regrettable.. but considering all that I must do and go up against lately I think it is forgivable. I miss you, Recollection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Life have been insane. With a lot of things going on I thought I won't be able to survive the stress and depression down pour upon. Actually I am still thinking the same. So let's talk about the last update. It's a song. A song that never fails to make me cry each time I listen to it.. well over the series. It's so touching. Reading through the English translation, I suddenly have the urge to post it up.. it feels like something I like someone to know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Today, I'm doing what I know I need to do for a long time now. How can I say this.. I know it'll be very unpleasant. I thought I am ready to take up the challenge. Having to know this so early I thought I'm ready. I don't know what went wrong..even with the readiness, I still feel horrible. When all of this comes to an end I'll be celebrating for sure.. Hopefully there's still something left of me that are capable of doing so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This is my life. I need to stop complaining to much about my life.. I need to learn to know that all this crap.. their suppose to make me more human than I already am. Easy said than done right? I want to believe that the sky still stay clear blue for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Speaking of which.. I realize I should never have promise in any of recollection's post about making a post for something.. because I always end up eating my words. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-7888545986781136644?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/7888545986781136644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=7888545986781136644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/7888545986781136644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/7888545986781136644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-life.html' title='My Life'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-3653106923287860520</id><published>2010-03-19T05:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T05:44:31.924+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>Sangatsu Kokonoka</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In the middle of changing season&lt;br /&gt;I casually feel how long the day is&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of restless busy days&lt;br /&gt;You and I paint our dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place our love on the winds of March&lt;br /&gt;A cherry blossom sprout will move on into spring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little specs of overflowing light&lt;br /&gt;Warm up the morning little by little&lt;br /&gt;By your side when you're embarrassed&lt;br /&gt;After a big yawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing at the entrance to a new world&lt;br /&gt;What I noticed was that I wasn't alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By closing my eyes&lt;br /&gt;The you who I see behind my eyelids&lt;br /&gt;Has somehow helped me become stronger, right?&lt;br /&gt;I want to be like that for you too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dusty whirlwind&lt;br /&gt;Tangled up the laundry, but&lt;br /&gt;The white moon in the morning sky&lt;br /&gt;Was so beautiful, I couldn’t look away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are things that don’t go the way I planned&lt;br /&gt;But if I look up to the sky, even they seem small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blue sky is cold and clear&lt;br /&gt;The fluffy clouds float by quietly&lt;br /&gt;If I can share with you the joy&lt;br /&gt;Of waiting for the flowers to bloom, I’ll be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on, I want you to be quietly smiling beside me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T2sTdOGIjf0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T2sTdOGIjf0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nagareru kisetsu no mannaka de&lt;br /&gt;Futo hi no nagasa wo kanjimasu&lt;br /&gt;Sewashiku sugiru hibi no naka ni&lt;br /&gt;Watashi to anata de yume wo egaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sangatsu no kaze ni omoi wo nosete&lt;br /&gt;Sakura no tsubomi wa haru e to tsuzukimasu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afuredasu hikari no tsubu ga&lt;br /&gt;Sukoshi zutsu asa wo atatamemasu&lt;br /&gt;Ookina akubi wo shita ato ni&lt;br /&gt;Sukoshi tereteru anata no yoko de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arata na sekai no iriguchi ni tachi&lt;br /&gt;Kizuita koto wa hitori ja naitte koto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hitomi wo tojireba anata ga&lt;br /&gt;Mabuta no ura ni iru koto de&lt;br /&gt;Dore hodo tsuyoku nareta deshou&lt;br /&gt;Anata ni totte watashi mo sou de aritai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hitomi wo tojireba anata ga&lt;br /&gt;Mabuta no ura ni iru koto de&lt;br /&gt;Dore hodo tsuyoku nareta deshou&lt;br /&gt;Anata ni totte watashi mo sou de aritai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If you look up at the sky after falling down, today the blue sky is stretching limitlessly and smile at me..I'm alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-3653106923287860520?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/3653106923287860520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=3653106923287860520&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/3653106923287860520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/3653106923287860520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/03/sangatsu-kokonoka.html' title='Sangatsu Kokonoka'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-5889884575155910869</id><published>2010-03-04T01:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T23:00:48.710+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I had a really busy week - assignments due date and training camp. Most people around me would wonder, why do I spend so much time on the training camp considering all the course works are so much and busy already. To be honest, the only reason why was because I want thought I haven't do enough being a uni student. Back then there's so much reason for me to stop doing this and that.. this time, probably the last time I want to do something no matter what is trying to get on my way. This sounds way serious than I initially planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides having a busy week, my emotions seems to put me down on a hard week. I've come so far putting what I need to put behind, running away from the misery I felt. However, for some reason, it's inevitable to queue it back into my mind. So, no matter how you run, we're just running in circle if something is not solve. You'll end up meeting the same question you're trying to run away in the end. I need a decision. Really really soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm asking for too much. Expecting for too much. This helps nothing. The insecurity is creeping on me. It feels like being in the center of the earth, crying out loud, but no one can hear you. This kind of feeling is so awful. Tell me I'm not lonely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-5889884575155910869?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/5889884575155910869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/5889884575155910869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-had-really-busy-week-assignments-due.html' title=''/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-7147388981582214500</id><published>2010-02-24T18:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T19:17:38.567+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>Webcam</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Finally, new webcam! I'm saving up for this for a while now. My old one have been a bitch to me since sometime ago.. being a bit too blur and it die on me from time to time depending on its own mood. So, today, I finally buy this cutteeeeeee webcam. It's soooo cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S4UKnvS1L_I/AAAAAAAAAtg/Set4XdcCXK4/s1600-h/DSC01311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S4UKnvS1L_I/AAAAAAAAAtg/Set4XdcCXK4/s320/DSC01311.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441767402573737970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's call Changeable Superman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S4T92rx3RoI/AAAAAAAAAtA/NsaUq2K10AY/s1600-h/DSC01309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S4T92rx3RoI/AAAAAAAAAtA/NsaUq2K10AY/s320/DSC01309.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441753365677033090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is how my old webcam look like. The rubber stand part.. it's sticky.. I don't even want to touch it if I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S4T98OpeUbI/AAAAAAAAAtI/kmgoa8tQhAw/s1600-h/DSC01310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S4T98OpeUbI/AAAAAAAAAtI/kmgoa8tQhAw/s320/DSC01310.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441753460936430002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The clip is broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt;New cam! The cute Changeable Superman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S4T92E0MyBI/AAAAAAAAAs4/UVkNtv89AHA/s1600-h/DSC01308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S4T92E0MyBI/AAAAAAAAAs4/UVkNtv89AHA/s320/DSC01308.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441753355217848338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's changeable because you can basically make it to sit like this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S4T91liUbVI/AAAAAAAAAsw/NPHANmMdE50/s1600-h/DSC01307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S4T91liUbVI/AAAAAAAAAsw/NPHANmMdE50/s320/DSC01307.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441753346821352786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Or stand like this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S4T91IOJeDI/AAAAAAAAAso/tJd_RHnKYUE/s1600-h/DSC01306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S4T91IOJeDI/AAAAAAAAAso/tJd_RHnKYUE/s320/DSC01306.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441753338952120370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Or make it hang on my laptop by adjusting the arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S4T90s4pmXI/AAAAAAAAAsg/uMbXB7xEUxE/s1600-h/DSC01305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S4T90s4pmXI/AAAAAAAAAsg/uMbXB7xEUxE/s320/DSC01305.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441753331614194034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was playing it with Ah V and Xue Hui in class after I bought it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cute blue man is a born gymnast. It's so flexible you can basically make it do any stunt you like~ I'm going to try making it do a split when I'm free. Also, you can adjust the light intensity to adjust the captured picture clearance. It also have a snap shot button. I'm pretty happy with it. Anyway.. I need a price to become the owner of Mr. Blue yea? It's RM 40. Considered reasonable. I've been saving up for this ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like to upload something about CNY. I promiseeeee I'll do that soon.&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, a picture of me using new webcam. Ta-daa. Happy Chinese New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S4UIdCVcnSI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/VFLcQN_ndbg/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S4UIdCVcnSI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/VFLcQN_ndbg/s320/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441765019683167522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-7147388981582214500?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/7147388981582214500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=7147388981582214500&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/7147388981582214500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/7147388981582214500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/02/webcam.html' title='Webcam'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S4UKnvS1L_I/AAAAAAAAAtg/Set4XdcCXK4/s72-c/DSC01311.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-5906100589318529617</id><published>2010-02-09T21:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T01:50:30.889+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>Hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm suppose to be doing my lab on socket programming now, but for some reason, I just can't concentrate no matter how hard I try. Today's definitely not my day. I fuck up my quiz, I'm going to mess up my initial plan for assignment.. I'm exceptionally emotional than I should, I'm tearing up for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about the time I had with Luvgood in Country Club playground before she left to the States. We were both playing on the swing. And we saw a rainbow. I remember I asked if we should do something weird.. She agreed. We try to walk towards the rainbow. Both of us wanting to believe that we'll find the end of the rainbow, and we'll see our treasure. It was so silly. I think both of us know we'll need to freak out if we manage it. Then.. we started to talk. Talk about a lot of things we imagine we would be doing in the future. We made promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell the truth, I hardly have a really good friend. Friend that I can talk to. Luvgood was one of the very few. I remember doing everything I can, helping her to find her way to her dream. I was so happy and yet so sad. I know that no matter how close we used to be, when we have our own path to go and pursue.. somehow it is unavoidable to be less close to each other. I remember telling her one day.. expressing this in the car, crying.. She told me we'll be friends forever. xD! So dorkiee. But reality and circumstances is unavoidable. These day no matter how hard we try it is, we don't have much time to talk to each other anymore. Timezone and so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jess left, I think I pretty much feel the same too. Only that the difference between the friendship I had with the two.. was the conversation I had with her is usually more metaphorical, more serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the times, I feel the loss. At time like this I realize whether I like it or not there is indeed a different. Different between now and then. There will be more different between then and future. I think it is mostly my fault to not have close friends of my own. Opening up to someone .. It takes a lot of my effort. I'm glad that I have people I can open up to, but at the same time, I think I'm more afraid of losing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm probably taking up so much at once. It's really depressing at the moment. For some reason, I feel so lonely too.&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/782871285711889719-5906100589318529617?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/5906100589318529617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=5906100589318529617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/5906100589318529617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/5906100589318529617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/02/hard.html' title='Hard'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-374585091065902833</id><published>2010-02-07T02:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T02:53:51.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>Talks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's 2 am in the morning. A little bit of breeze that bring the smell of rain. The street lights are visible. Cyberjaya has a nice night view. Very calming, very quiet - to an extend, the night seems lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At time like this, it reminded me of life back in hostel. I remember being up at night like this, sitting on my study table, looking out at the window. The view outside my hostel's window is so surreal. I've come pretty far. Those are memories of almost 2 years ago. The me who sat in front of the window watching the night would never guess I'll be watching the night here today, thinking about everything I have in mind now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, out of the blues, a friend came and nudge me on msn and asked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"What will you do when you regret about something?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After giving it a little thought I told him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Sleep."&lt;br /&gt;"Depends.."&lt;br /&gt;"When you regret about something you either feel sorry about it, guilty, sad..?"&lt;br /&gt;"See what can you do to make those feeling fade a little."&lt;br /&gt;"If there are things to be done to make things better then do it. Remember&lt;br /&gt;that it's better to regret about doing something than regret not doing something."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me in return,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Sleep will not solve problem. I will sure try to do something."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the short and weird conversation we had. I wonder why I said sleep though.. Sleep has grown over time to become my trademark. A friend of mine told me that she realize when something is bothering me I'll sleep a lot. She made a conclusion, sleeping sometime means we want to run away from reality. I agree. Whatever I told my friend there in the conversation it's one of those things we always refer to as "easy said than done". Yep. I'm glad he decided to try anyway, fixing what he was regretting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, someone told me, "I'll give my life a 90 points over 100 now. I don't have the 10. It's important, but why should I be sad over a 10 points when I have a 90 to be happy about."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my friend, I agree. If everyone has 100/100 over life, what are we chasing in life then? A little imperfection makes you have something to do with life. Even so, I thought.. when someone is actually giving a thought at this.. those are only word of comfort one giving himself. Deep down, I think he's being sad about the 10 he didn't have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-374585091065902833?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/374585091065902833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=374585091065902833&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/374585091065902833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/374585091065902833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/02/talks.html' title='Talks'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-5255731173920683194</id><published>2010-02-04T00:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T01:38:50.948+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Reminiscence V5 - A Walk To Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I had been using the last layout since may 2009. That's quite a long while ago. I thought since it's new year and all that, I decided to get a new look for Recollection. Like always, when I decided to change a layout or so.. I get to think if I want a new theme for Recollection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think whenever I talk about name of my blog, all the theme version so and so, I always had to talk about it from the beginning of how the blog started. I decided not to this time. Kindly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/05/reminiscence-iv-this-is-my-story.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;click on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; to learn more if you're interested. The theme I selected this time is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Reminiscence V5 - A Walk To Remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very reason why I decided to give it a change was because I stick with This is My Story for too long. Nothing more than that, since there's a layout why not a new theme :)? Each time I decided on my theme .. I relates it to my current life a lot. Usually something I wanted to remind myself of. When look back at all the post I blogged in the term of Reminiscence V4, I reflect back on a lot of ups and downs. Too many things happened..each blog post reminded me of something. Happy one, unhappy one. But I understand, and my blog title always remind me of that. Those are all my stories.  Happy or not, they are already carved into my book of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I choose A Walk To Remember because when I decided on This is My Story, my hope was for people to remember me, to be reminded of me. This time, I want to remember myself. Somehow at this very moment, I thought forgetting who I am is such a sad story. I'm trying to escape away from this crude life so desperately.. I'm scare that I'll forget who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very different layout comparing to those I use back then. Look at the nice quote up there, "Remember when we laugh, we cry, together, you and me." Sweeeeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, I've noticed some new followers to my blog. Thanks a lot and welcome to my life :D! Your comment is always welcome. Cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-5255731173920683194?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/5255731173920683194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=5255731173920683194&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/5255731173920683194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/5255731173920683194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/02/reminiscence-v5-walk-to-remember.html' title='Reminiscence V5 - A Walk To Remember'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-9081605990033816033</id><published>2010-01-30T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T00:07:31.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><title type='text'>Kiss the Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jCSe66pWNmc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jCSe66pWNmc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Peaceful and lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-9081605990033816033?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/9081605990033816033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=9081605990033816033&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/9081605990033816033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/9081605990033816033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/01/kiss-rain.html' title='Kiss the Rain'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-1686758408883229369</id><published>2010-01-25T02:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T03:18:05.110+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><title type='text'>Love and goodbyes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quotes are such wonderful thing. Since this will be the first post being tag as "Quote", I wanted to so much to post something I really love. But there's too much "I really love".. so in the end I decided to choose the first one in the text file I have. You'll be amazed at how much quotes I have collected. I'll share them here from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sometimes saying goodbye is just a painful way of saying I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a really special quote, in fact it's one you can come across pretty easily. Obviously, this is a sad one. Love is a really powerful word. A lot of things in the world can somehow relate to love itself in its own way. Some people think that when it's about love, it's only natural to think about the happiness and all the good thing about it. But those people forgot about the others that had been hurt by love. Love can be love, love can be hurtful too. Sometime people just don't have a choice but to let go of the one they love. It can be any reason, for the sake of the person itself, for their own, for others or maybe it's just the right thing to do. Mind you, what is right and what is wrong is totally personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letting go can be a part of loving someone. As much as you don't want it.. sometime there are things that is just unavoidable. It's sad, but the truth is always ugly. Hard to deal with, yes. But what can you do about it besides dealing with it? I can tell you firmly, nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason I love quote is sometime I think they describe feelings better than I do. Honestly, I think this is a good enough reason for this weird hobby. Well, if you insist, sometime they are just so touching and they give you a push of reality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-1686758408883229369?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/1686758408883229369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=1686758408883229369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/1686758408883229369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/1686758408883229369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-and-goodbyes.html' title='Love and goodbyes.'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-8854779213550805508</id><published>2010-01-16T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T01:57:14.741+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>Arrival of Polar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;16 January, I woke up in the morning, take a nap soon after, thinking that this is an ordinary day like always, until..... lunch time. Pei go ahead and check the post box and say "Ah Kei, this is for you~!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The note is from Pos Malaysia stating that I have a parcel to collect in the Terminal Bus Pos Malaysia in Cyberjaya. I can do it starting from today. So I thought I should go today :D, because I have a pretty good idea who sent this parcel. For the past month since I know that I should be expecting this parcel, I'm persuading *cough* to tell me what is the content. So I'm very excited knowing that the parcel I've been waiting for quite sometime now is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to the Post Office with Pei. Andddd here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S1HylNKIASI/AAAAAAAAAo8/Db7jKSaxKf4/s1600-h/parcel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S1HylNKIASI/AAAAAAAAAo8/Db7jKSaxKf4/s320/parcel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427385746959368482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The parcel. The content description says : Toys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;I read it twice to ensure that what I understand is right xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I open it carefully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S1HylsiQ0MI/AAAAAAAAApE/efRAyogW3D4/s1600-h/half+open.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S1HylsiQ0MI/AAAAAAAAApE/efRAyogW3D4/s320/half+open.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427385755382108354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A box.. not just any box.. A Build-A-Bear Workshop box!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Feeling more and more excited, I open the box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S1Hyl49rTtI/AAAAAAAAApM/BiYmKonAFfk/s1600-h/a+polar+is+looking+at+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S1Hyl49rTtI/AAAAAAAAApM/BiYmKonAFfk/s320/a+polar+is+looking+at+me.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427385758718316242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I saw this pair of adorable eyes looking back at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S1HymFtXzZI/AAAAAAAAApU/DPqO87NKprM/s1600-h/so+cute.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S1HymFtXzZI/AAAAAAAAApU/DPqO87NKprM/s320/so+cute.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427385762139590034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OMG, the cuteness. I love it soooo much. Very surprised, very touch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S1HymSUmZlI/AAAAAAAAApc/a7K-YMkaoqU/s1600-h/note.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S1HymSUmZlI/AAAAAAAAApc/a7K-YMkaoqU/s320/note.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427385765525349970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A note that says : Look, it's a polar bear. :) I hope this arrived on time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S1H0PFiI6QI/AAAAAAAAApk/mGb7mT5L2IU/s1600-h/birth+cert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S1H0PFiI6QI/AAAAAAAAApk/mGb7mT5L2IU/s320/birth+cert.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427387565978740994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The polar have a birth cert :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S1H0PZ8oGoI/AAAAAAAAAps/xuLSJ55eoX4/s1600-h/DSC01063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S1H0PZ8oGoI/AAAAAAAAAps/xuLSJ55eoX4/s320/DSC01063.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427387571458546306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cutest thing ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm feeling waaayy more than happy. I'm so touched, I cried. This parcel come from the United States from a really special friend. I want to take this opportunity to jot down a few word to him. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thank you for the thoughts, for the effort, for the present and for everything. There's so much more I wish I could tell you, so much more I wish I could give. I wish that word can tell how much this mean to me. I'll appreciate this a lot. Thanks a lot Rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to name this polar bear Polaris. Polaris is the name of the brightest star in the constellation of Ursa Minor. It is the current Northern Pole Star. I choose this name for two reasons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;First, it's because Ursa Minor itself means "Little Bear" in Latin. Polaris is a part of it, and my polar is a bear cub! The other more important reason is that I name it Polaris in the hope that the memory I have in the past, present and future between me and this special friend will remain in my heart, shining as bring as Polaris. Although the north pole star is due to change after a few century, but this doesn't mean that the star is not there. &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/782871285711889719-8854779213550805508?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/8854779213550805508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=8854779213550805508&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/8854779213550805508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/8854779213550805508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/01/arrival-of-polar.html' title='Arrival of Polar'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S1HylNKIASI/AAAAAAAAAo8/Db7jKSaxKf4/s72-c/parcel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-7905023117565665035</id><published>2010-01-15T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T00:49:54.988+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A3-7-8'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>Turtle on trip!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I went to Genting on the 14th and came back the next day. I'm pretty tired today.. So I have no intention on writing about the trip in detail until I feel like it. xD This short post is devoted to my little friend here, who came along with me on the trip to Genting. I bring along turtle because I want to :)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Through out the journey he sit in my backpack pocket like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S1HquIFNOcI/AAAAAAAAAns/iJq4Nv-w85E/s1600-h/bus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S1HquIFNOcI/AAAAAAAAAns/iJq4Nv-w85E/s320/bus.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427377104122362306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Comfy and safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S1HqurMX8gI/AAAAAAAAAn8/1EWQFZ1yfDU/s1600-h/sing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S1HqurMX8gI/AAAAAAAAAn8/1EWQFZ1yfDU/s320/sing.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427377113547665922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He's as excited as we are since the beginning of the trip :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S1HqvIyh97I/AAAAAAAAAoE/fWToomD0AZI/s1600-h/tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S1HqvIyh97I/AAAAAAAAAoE/fWToomD0AZI/s320/tree.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427377121492334514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Enjoying the wind and scenery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S1HqvZkOfMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/hWI-rvM5aXw/s1600-h/window.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S1HqvZkOfMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/hWI-rvM5aXw/s320/window.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427377125995740354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm sure he is afraid of height like I do. ): By the way, this is the window in our hotel room.. suppose to be a standard view room, but we end up seeing nothing but clouds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S1HquX3yobI/AAAAAAAAAn0/5OmkbQcme64/s1600-h/happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S1HquX3yobI/AAAAAAAAAn0/5OmkbQcme64/s320/happy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427377108361060786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Happy with keikei :D!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Basically, I went to this trip with Pei and Hui. Well, sort of.. We survived the 13 degrees celcius night all right.  There's so much I want to write about, but unfortunately.. I'm too tired for it.&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/782871285711889719-7905023117565665035?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/7905023117565665035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=7905023117565665035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/7905023117565665035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/7905023117565665035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/01/turtle-on-trips.html' title='Turtle on trip!'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S1HquIFNOcI/AAAAAAAAAns/iJq4Nv-w85E/s72-c/bus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-441235170964132838</id><published>2010-01-04T02:10:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T03:12:10.284+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graphic'/><title type='text'>Flying on unicorn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That's a really crappy title. Anyway, I haven't update anything to do with graphic for a while now. From the last time until now I did some wallpaper and such, but never have the initiative to upload it here. So here's a quick update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DfSK0dIoI/AAAAAAAAAmc/G-RsVBeeMpE/s1600-h/rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DfSK0dIoI/AAAAAAAAAmc/G-RsVBeeMpE/s320/rain.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422579454589084290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wallpaper for a friend. Again, I promised to do it a looonnnggg time ago before I finally come up with this. I actually like this wallpaper a lot. I used some of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://imsillyp.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cheh Gee's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; pictures. The sunflower and teddy bears. He's a really great photographer I think. I like all the pictures he captured. And he actually just started this hobby not too long ago. Good job and thanks Cheh Gee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DibtJdYrI/AAAAAAAAAmk/WvupxkCsHZw/s1600-h/girl+with+heart+(1).png" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DibtJdYrI/AAAAAAAAAmk/WvupxkCsHZw/s320/girl+with+heart+(1).png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422582916957692594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Edited this ro sprite just for fun. Initially wanted to use it for something. But I changed my mind. I used a body of a npc and hands of a high priest sprite, a bit of drawing myself.. to make the sprite to look like this. Not a clean job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0Di9VSrx2I/AAAAAAAAAms/38cqtbkAJkE/s1600-h/rain-xmas.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 102px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0Di9VSrx2I/AAAAAAAAAms/38cqtbkAJkE/s320/rain-xmas.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422583494669485922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A Christmas present for a friend :) Not much editing in this. Just use some original sprite and make the background myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DjYfeqgtI/AAAAAAAAAm0/MlVH2iL5SCo/s1600-h/unicorn+girl+(2).png" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 182px; height: 163px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DjYfeqgtI/AAAAAAAAAm0/MlVH2iL5SCo/s320/unicorn+girl+(2).png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422583961260557010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just did this hours ago. And this is where this blog title come from. It's also custom edit by me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I use the sprite I edited to make this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DlC0OlkGI/AAAAAAAAAm8/2bY4Y12Tc5k/s1600-h/nameless+ro+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 119px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DlC0OlkGI/AAAAAAAAAm8/2bY4Y12Tc5k/s320/nameless+ro+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422585787896402018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is for a facebook group with some online friends. Nameless RO is a ragnarok online server we used to play in. Well, it's dead. So rest in peace :D!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I remember someone asked me what is a sprite. What do I mean by custom edit. What I'm referring now is on Ragnarok Online (RO). Basically we get to find a lot of original sprites RO use in game for the game images, characters, effects etc etc. When we use the original one to help create something, that is, edit them into something you can't see in game, it's custom sprite then. I personally think that it's fun to do. Need some imagination, and a lot of patient. It helps me brushing up my photoshop skill and train me to be more patient. Okay, since I'm so free, I'll show you a step by step example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DnHadRibI/AAAAAAAAAnE/TSGZEuQNySM/s1600-h/sprite+edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 64px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DnHadRibI/AAAAAAAAAnE/TSGZEuQNySM/s320/sprite+edit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422588065901283762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All sprites used to get the final result are original from RO. Yes, yes, I'm so free right? It's my hobby to play around with this. Remind me of how we use to play dress up with barbie dolls or those paper back dolls, don't know if you know what I mean lol. Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-441235170964132838?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/441235170964132838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=441235170964132838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/441235170964132838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/441235170964132838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2010/01/flying-on-unicorn.html' title='Flying on unicorn'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DfSK0dIoI/AAAAAAAAAmc/G-RsVBeeMpE/s72-c/rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-8678707564701444687</id><published>2009-12-30T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T22:35:26.284+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><title type='text'>End of 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;New Year is approaching. Usually at times like this everyone will be thinking of new year resolution right? I haven't have any thought about it yet. But usually when I decided to jot them down somewhere, they don't differ much from previous those I did. So in conclusion, I'm not going to jot any down this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fast, so fast. 2010 is approaching. When someone ask,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What you want to do after you graduate?", &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my immediate answer would be,&lt;br /&gt;"Ya hor.. I'm graduating soon. Don't know what to do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Want to study?"&lt;br /&gt;"Not sure yet"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Want to work where?&lt;br /&gt;"Not sure yet"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you like better?"&lt;br /&gt;"Don't know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to my future, it's all I don't know and not sure yet. I really envy those people that can pointed out loud what they want to do. What are they looking forward to do and so on. That's really something to be proud out, because somehow I think decision like this is so hard to make. Even the present to me is so unpredictable, I don't know how to make decision for my future self. Today, I can't even answer a simple "How's life?" easily. Life is great. No, not so great. If it is why do I sit here feeling like this? Life is not good. No, not too. It is not to the extend until I need to label it as no good.. I guess life is just being life. The ups and downs never end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't describe how I'm feeling right now. At this moment, I think which ever decision is taken I'll be feeling the same anyway. I think I really just wish that I do no more damage. I cause no more pain.  &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/782871285711889719-8678707564701444687?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/8678707564701444687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=8678707564701444687&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/8678707564701444687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/8678707564701444687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/12/end-of-2009.html' title='End of 2009'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-3961264209999569596</id><published>2009-12-25T14:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T20:50:22.393+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>Birthday &amp; Christmas 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's Christmas today. Merry Christmas peoples!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this will most likely be a lengthy thank you post. Hah!  First of all, thanks to my fellow housiess. Thanks for the early celebration and cakes. I'm so touched. Even though everyone's having exam, you all still make an effort to celebrate with me. I was really surprise xD! You guys manage to come up with a plan behind my back with me lurking around all day. I didn't know you lie so well Xue Hui :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, thank you so much to the certain someone for the birthday song from so far away. Very much touched as well. It really does means a lot. Besides thank you, I didn't know what to say to express how happy I am. It's all more than words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, thank you for friends who call that night. Makes me :DDDDD! Thanks for all the text messages, msn and facebook messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much "da jie" and "er jie" for the bigg present - Dell Warranty to fix my laptop. Thanks daddy and mommy for calling. Thanks and thanks and thanks everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you soooo much for the Christmas wishes along the way too. And finally,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SzXdd0xoIhI/AAAAAAAAAmU/3gYbEqYe36s/s1600-h/DSC00621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SzXdd0xoIhI/AAAAAAAAAmU/3gYbEqYe36s/s320/DSC00621.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419481231062999570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish upon the candle light for .. *secrets*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Edit : For the record, out of 201 words there's 13 thanks occured in this post.&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/782871285711889719-3961264209999569596?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/3961264209999569596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=3961264209999569596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/3961264209999569596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/3961264209999569596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/12/birthday-christmas-2009.html' title='Birthday &amp; Christmas 2009'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SzXdd0xoIhI/AAAAAAAAAmU/3gYbEqYe36s/s72-c/DSC00621.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-4894311376891093177</id><published>2009-12-24T20:33:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T20:58:22.462+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I wanted so much to post a really nice birthday and Christmas post. But now.. I just simply don't feel like it. It's Christmas eve. I always imagine Christmas eve with a lot of happy peoples celebrating, with jingle bells and counting down Christmas. I don't see any of this today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I think I'm having an extreme mood swing. I can be really happy at times, thinking that nothing can go so wrong anymore.. and I can be really down.. when things and things come and suffocate me like they always do. There's something that no matter what happen, it can never be left forgotten right? Sometime out of no where I feel a sudden strike of sadness, it is so overwhelming, it hurts. But then sometime.. I thought I can't be anymore happier considering everything that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am lately, too afraid of sudden silence. It makes me feel uncomfortable. I feel lonely. Really silly really silly. I don't understand how I can manage to mess thing up so much.. Feel so guilty. I can somehow manage to let people down in many unbelievable way. Things always manage to turn out not too right in the end. What did I miss.. What is missing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not hoping much now. We can just cancel by wishlist there. I just hope that I don't do anything to hurt anyone I love anymore. Hope that they'll have a happy every day year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Christmas eve. Cheers. *ignore this post*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-4894311376891093177?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/4894311376891093177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=4894311376891093177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/4894311376891093177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/4894311376891093177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-wanted-so-much-to-post-really-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-5837307272575793765</id><published>2009-12-16T01:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T01:58:01.739+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Labels</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just feel like filling up my blog a little. :) You noticed that there's all these labels I used to label my posts? Let me explain a little about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By alphabetical order..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A3-7-8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house unit number. Every post labeled with this are post related to me and housiees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These posts are about Recollection. Usually I use them when I change template, anniversary of my blog etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name says it all too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's not much post about this.. game reviews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Graphic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything to do with graphics, photos, photoshop, arts, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Link-A-Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is dead, thanks to some peoples *cough* housemates *cough*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Melody Of Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually when I write everything that starts with "I think" and "I feel"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't be more obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies review or something related.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Recollection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually post labeled with this are post that I recount whatever happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Review&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reviewssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obvious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reply to tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;咖啡屋&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like Miscellaneous but for chinese posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;我的今天&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese version of Recollection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;留心语&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese version of Melody of Heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. since I'm a known quote freak, I'll be adding a label call &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. I think I'll start posting stuff and showing you peoples all the quotes I've collected over the past years. I love quote.. because..I think sometime they express what I want to express better than I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/782871285711889719-5837307272575793765?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/5837307272575793765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=5837307272575793765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/5837307272575793765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/5837307272575793765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/12/labels.html' title='Labels'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-7452750729569075953</id><published>2009-12-13T00:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T01:32:51.466+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>December Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I remember I had a post last December entitled December Morning. Just thought of writing one that talk about my December Night. It's cold tonight, calm wind, quiet night. Time really flies.. by the time I remember that it's December.. it was 3rd of December already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember how I use to look forward to the end of year when I was really young for a lot of reasons. December always means holiday.. holiday always means fun. I love Christmas. Not to mention, I use to love it because it's my birthday approaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up things changes in many way. My perception changes. Holiday doesn't seems to be a big deal to me anymore. Only thing I use to look forward over my holiday is because I can visit mom and dad. And now when I'm in uni, December is never a holiday, it's always final exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back then when I was really really young and stupid, I look forward to my birthday so much, I actually told everyone I met, "It's my birthday today ^_____^". Today, birthday to me can be just any other day. Sometimes birthday means exam too, thanks to MMU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas.. when I was younger all I knew about Christmas was Santa Clause. Something I never really pay much attention to.. except once or twice.. really wondering if my presents comes from Santa. As I grow up, I grow up to love Christmas.. always thought it is a sweet holiday, up to a point that I'm wishing to have a great one each year, so I can have happy Christmas memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, as birthday and Christmas both approaching, I don't know what I'm looking forward to lol.. I don't know what to expect.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-7452750729569075953?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/7452750729569075953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=7452750729569075953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/7452750729569075953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/7452750729569075953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/12/december-night.html' title='December Night'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-1768519906340845797</id><published>2009-12-07T22:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T00:22:13.376+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>No Way Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LLsqUc0a6-A&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LLsqUc0a6-A&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Everywhere I turn, I hurt someone&lt;br /&gt;But there's nothing I can say to change&lt;br /&gt;the things I've done&lt;br /&gt;Of all the things I hid from you&lt;br /&gt;I cannot hide the shame&lt;br /&gt;And I pray someone, something will come&lt;br /&gt;to take away the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no way out of this dark place&lt;br /&gt;No hope, no future&lt;br /&gt;I know I can't be free&lt;br /&gt;But I can't see another way&lt;br /&gt;I can't face another day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me where, did I go wrong&lt;br /&gt;Everyone I loved, they're all gone&lt;br /&gt;I'd do everything so differently&lt;br /&gt;but I can't turn back the time&lt;br /&gt;There's no shelter from the storm&lt;br /&gt;inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no way out of this dark place&lt;br /&gt;No hope, no future&lt;br /&gt;I know I can't be free&lt;br /&gt;But I can't see another way&lt;br /&gt;I can't face another day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe the words I hear&lt;br /&gt;It's like an answer to a prayer&lt;br /&gt;When I look around I see&lt;br /&gt;This place, this time, this friend of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its hard but you&lt;br /&gt;found somehow&lt;br /&gt;To look into your heart and&lt;br /&gt;to forgive me now&lt;br /&gt;You've given me the strength to see&lt;br /&gt;just where my journey ends&lt;br /&gt;You've given me the strength&lt;br /&gt;to carry on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the path from this dark place&lt;br /&gt;I see my future&lt;br /&gt;Your forgiveness has set me free&lt;br /&gt;On and I can see another way&lt;br /&gt;I can face another day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the path, I can see the path&lt;br /&gt;I see the future&lt;br /&gt;I see the path from this dark place&lt;br /&gt;I see the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the path, I can see the path&lt;br /&gt;I see the future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-1768519906340845797?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/1768519906340845797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=1768519906340845797&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/1768519906340845797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/1768519906340845797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-way-out.html' title='No Way Out'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-5590421783202159307</id><published>2009-12-06T20:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T20:30:43.687+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='留心语'/><title type='text'>默默的问号？</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;原来，有时候想哭也可以无泪哭。真的是欲哭无泪。&lt;br /&gt;原来，有时候不说又不能，说也万万不能。&lt;br /&gt;想得太多了吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朋友啊，我不知道，我还可以做些什么让你我都好过点。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;但我知道， 无论什么，我都不能问你对吗？所以，想说但不能说。&lt;br /&gt;今天的我有点喘不过气来。 心呼吸。。1 ， 2 ， 3。&lt;br /&gt;会没事的吧？&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/782871285711889719-5590421783202159307?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/5590421783202159307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=5590421783202159307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/5590421783202159307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/5590421783202159307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='默默的问号？'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-5847671179184254035</id><published>2009-11-26T03:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T04:51:40.141+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>Fight for it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I thought from this many years of falling down and standing up again, we ought to learn by now, life, just need to beat you down from time to time from whatever reason. Is not giving up actually enough to win a fight? A fight with something you can't even see. I thought it was merely us fighting with what had already won from the moment you step up on the arena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there were difficulties, people from left to right in my eyes, will always tell me the same thing. "It's going to be okay." I think I said this to countless people too. What make us so sure about this then? Are we being a hypocrite, telling someone to live their life when it was clouded by unfortunate event, but when it comes to us, we simply can't do it. No, I believe not.. we tend to choose to believe things is going to get better when they are not, because it will make us feel, if not all, a bit better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times too, when the battle with life is at your peak, you wouldn't know what to do anymore, and starts asking why. I am always afraid of when I start asking why. This is because, each time I do, I know each "why" meets with no answer. But, being as stubborn as always, I ask even when I clearly know there is nothing there to look for. So..why me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When something goes wrong.. I always ask myself - Was it because of I did something? Was it because I didn't play my part well. Am I at fault, that's why I need to fight against everything to pay for a mistake done, by paying with everything you have - emotions and sometimes, physically too? When I was younger, I thought one day as I grow up I'll be able to answer them better. But apparently not. It is never found in any wisdom and knowledge you can gain. So slowly, you wanna direct them to someone, someone that knows you, someone that listen to you, hoping that they can understand, and show you an answer. Sometimes, you get something.. but many time, they are as speechless as you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there were difficult times I sometimes pray. Praying for everything to go away. Everything that ever hurts you. God with his grace, will save you. Today, however, I learn something new. I shouldn't be praying for things to go away, because they won't. I should be looking for serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change things I can. But you know..I think when people are at hope to find these, it was because they have no place to turn to anymore. Accepting is hard..very hard. And it hurts more than anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At a point that when you starts asking yourself did you fight enough and you realize that you are in doubt to say yes. You wonder, if there's anything else you should do but you didn't to end up being here today.. This was when you wish you have a second chance to fix what already happened. But you and I know, second chances do not exist in this context, ever. &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/782871285711889719-5847671179184254035?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/5847671179184254035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=5847671179184254035&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/5847671179184254035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/5847671179184254035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/11/fight-for-it.html' title='Fight for it.'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-4205875924510933765</id><published>2009-11-20T19:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T19:57:55.993+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><title type='text'>Birthday Wish List</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Meant to post this for a while now :D! Birthday is like a month a way~ So I wanna make a wish list *wink wink*!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My own digital camera.&lt;br /&gt;2. Teddy plushie.&lt;br /&gt;3. I don't mind filling my wardrobe a bit more. :D&lt;br /&gt;4. Dan Brown's - The Lost Symbol&lt;br /&gt;5. A pair of sneakers.&lt;br /&gt;6. Mobile phone&lt;br /&gt;7. A trip.&lt;br /&gt;8. PSP.&lt;br /&gt;9. Pendiiingggg~~&lt;br /&gt;10. Pendiiinngggggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope, I hope I'll have a better birthday than last year. I'm pretty sure it won't be hard although I should be having final exam then. Since Christmas is around my birthday corner..I want a Merry Christmas too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Housiess, let's go Mines Wonderland ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-4205875924510933765?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/4205875924510933765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=4205875924510933765&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/4205875924510933765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/4205875924510933765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/11/birthday-wish-list.html' title='Birthday Wish List'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-7228885982406399862</id><published>2009-11-14T13:04:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T19:49:58.018+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Towards Apocalypse</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You know I hardly ever do a movie review. But I think I like to talk about this one. - 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch this last night. It is, in my downright honest opinion, a great film. I'm not awed or attracted by all the natural disaster and building falling down effect.. I'm just really impressed by the message this film meant to bring. I don't remember when is the last time I actually cried through out a 160 minutes long movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although there is something I feel lack of from the overall performance, but there's a few particular scene that works well enough to blind me from the lack I felt. This movie portray the truth of human. It shows how some people can be noble.. some can be selfish, it shows no matter how bad a person is.. he always love his children so on and so forth. The scenery of earth dying, peoples dying.. bring me back this feeling of being helpless.. and this type of sorrow you feel when you heard tsunami strike.. earthquakes.. all this natural disaster, on the land you knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2012 bring the prophecy of apocalypse back to something-everyone-talk-about just like years ago where one of the predicted date is coming near.. uh back in 1997? and 2003? Only different this time is that this film reminds people that there is this one prediction from the Mayan's calender, that had always been there, and the date is approaching. It's really just up to us whether to believe it or not. After watching this film I'm sure everyone will starts asking.. Is apocalypse real? Is it really approaching on the winter solstice of 2012? Is that what the Mayan's calender meant to warn really? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree so much now that apocalypse is the day when things created by people will turn against them. Why? Look at the movie.. the falling building, plane crashing, ship sinking.. railway, cars.. kill more than tsunami did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the prophecy about end-of-day has been fulfilled. It is said that when the last part before the final of the prophecy is fulfilled again.. then we can expect that it is most likely real. If you don't know what all this Mayan calender, Apocalypse and Rapture.. all about, go have some background reading. But I need warn you here.. it can plant a whole lot of doubt about if it's true.. if you're really coming to meet what 2012 movie shows in 2 years time..It can be a bit terrifying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing is that I've known about all these prediction for a long time.. but I just never thought about it until I watch 2012?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Spoiler alert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me if I want to be selected to get on that arc in the movie? No. Getting up there means that you have to take burden of building a new world.. I agree with Mr. President.. Young scientist.. genetically proven people.. should get on. I don't see I can do much good to the process of building not just the world, but to preserves humanity and cultures. And I think I'll be left being guilty to be saved.. but everyone else has to die. I think if possible I better not know that apocalypse will be here.. because I'm not a afraid of dying.. but I'm afraid of the fear I will face before I die. So.. sudden strike will do. But of course.. it's all too early to end in 2012, so I hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;On the other hand, I LOVE THIS SONG. It's one of the soundtrack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zY_pTTp2QBs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zY_pTTp2QBs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-7228885982406399862?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/7228885982406399862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=7228885982406399862&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/7228885982406399862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/7228885982406399862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/11/towards-apocalypse.html' title='Towards Apocalypse'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-509749090159321722</id><published>2009-11-12T16:53:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T17:46:10.315+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>Wake up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh wow, it's been a while again. Time passes really fast. There's a lot of things going on in my life now.. not to mention, the endless worry about fyp, exams and assignment. Regardless of what's coming ahead, it seems to me that my sub-consciousness still like to keep my conscious idle around until critical time a.k.a due date!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, on the side note, I've come across this little phrase when I was playing some quizzes in Facebook. It's not something significantly unique.. I just like how they put everything together. Here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I'm not a perfect girl. My hair doesn't always stay in place.&lt;br /&gt;And I spill things a lot. I'm pretty clumsy,&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes I have a broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;My friends and I sometimes fight and&lt;br /&gt;maybe some days nothing goes right,&lt;br /&gt;But when I think about it and take a step back,&lt;br /&gt;I remember how amazing life truly is.&lt;br /&gt;And that maybe, maybe this is the reason why&lt;br /&gt;I like being imperfect.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the phrase says it all. You're perfect because you are imperfect. I hope I don't confuse you who are reading this. Imperfection can sometimes be a bless. Being perfect, what is the point of living? You are alive because you have to work towards the perfection. Isn't it? I suppose I am this hopelessly hopeful girl.. Because I think I can never live a life without something to work for, without something to look forward to. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then ta-da. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SvvWCW6ClrI/AAAAAAAAAmM/orEwfVqhk2c/s1600-h/DSC00332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SvvWCW6ClrI/AAAAAAAAAmM/orEwfVqhk2c/s320/DSC00332.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403147513958143666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;:D!&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/782871285711889719-509749090159321722?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/509749090159321722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=509749090159321722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/509749090159321722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/509749090159321722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/11/wake-up.html' title='Wake up'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SvvWCW6ClrI/AAAAAAAAAmM/orEwfVqhk2c/s72-c/DSC00332.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-5217571344393244023</id><published>2009-11-07T01:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T02:07:53.618+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>Botanical Garden's Souveniers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So .. the last post is full of really happy and fun experience I had from the outing. This one.. I'll show you the painful experience I got from the fell. These are just some of them. There's more. And .. I got this from last Saturday. They are not going away anytime soon. They are not taken on the same day.. Looking at the bruises now.. Not too much different from the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SvRiwIE6PnI/AAAAAAAAAlc/c9m-wdOkLoU/s1600-h/DSC00443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SvRiwIE6PnI/AAAAAAAAAlc/c9m-wdOkLoU/s320/DSC00443.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401050432065388146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Looks painful no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SvRiwAC68wI/AAAAAAAAAlU/remULkVe3Jc/s1600-h/DSC00441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SvRiwAC68wI/AAAAAAAAAlU/remULkVe3Jc/s320/DSC00441.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401050429909562114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Swelling. The bruise here is visible now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SvRivqx0X2I/AAAAAAAAAlM/RbYCEpLc4Uc/s1600-h/DSC00440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SvRivqx0X2I/AAAAAAAAAlM/RbYCEpLc4Uc/s320/DSC00440.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401050424200683362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This blotch got bigger now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SvRiwoq9x2I/AAAAAAAAAlk/oCfShsx5VSA/s1600-h/DSC00464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SvRiwoq9x2I/AAAAAAAAAlk/oCfShsx5VSA/s320/DSC00464.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401050440814937954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ke Xin said this is pretty because it's purple. It's painful, Ke Xin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SvRi6dMDhaI/AAAAAAAAAl8/2f8Gd1Cmgag/s1600-h/DSC00469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SvRi6dMDhaI/AAAAAAAAAl8/2f8Gd1Cmgag/s320/DSC00469.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401050609531192738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And more on my knees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SvRi6EiZKRI/AAAAAAAAAl0/j7E9kZ8jtHA/s1600-h/DSC00468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SvRi6EiZKRI/AAAAAAAAAl0/j7E9kZ8jtHA/s320/DSC00468.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401050602913999122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Knee again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SvRjrd7LPCI/AAAAAAAAAmE/j86p2BuZ4bU/s1600-h/DSC00466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SvRjrd7LPCI/AAAAAAAAAmE/j86p2BuZ4bU/s320/DSC00466.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401051451542420514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;All over my right leg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hah..This is not all. It's like 1/2 of what I got. The most painful one I have now is on my ankle. It's swelling. But the bruise is not too visible yet. Everyone that witness my injuries asked the same question - "WHAT THE HELL? HOW THE FUCK YOU FELL?" Trust me. I don't know. The more me and my housemates talk about it.. the more all this bruises turning up this few days.. ( yes more and more is appearing ), the more we think these bruises doesn't make sense. The suppose to be injured part have nothing.. while the leg that supposed to be safe.. It's just one word -OUCH!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, great experience anyhow. Cheers. I'm sure they'll all be gone soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-5217571344393244023?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/5217571344393244023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=5217571344393244023&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/5217571344393244023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/5217571344393244023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/11/botanical-gardens-souveniers.html' title='Botanical Garden&apos;s Souveniers'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SvRiwIE6PnI/AAAAAAAAAlc/c9m-wdOkLoU/s72-c/DSC00443.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-5897824998554144047</id><published>2009-11-01T16:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T16:58:16.001+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='留心语'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我的今天'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>自作自受</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm so lazy to write in chinese. Lol.  Yesterday I went cycling with Alice and bunch along with Pei and Hui in Botanical garden in Shah Alam. Omg.. Good old days. Who would have guess one would cycle again after such a long time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;原来真的是有童年阴影的。起脚车。。 变的好不容易啊。跌到伤衡累累。所以痛痛痛痛！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Su1KBOEWsiI/AAAAAAAAAkU/0KF18nqYQk0/s1600-h/DSC00363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Su1KBOEWsiI/AAAAAAAAAkU/0KF18nqYQk0/s320/DSC00363.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399052913103778338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;看起来好像很行， 其实一点都不。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Su1KBXO-G5I/AAAAAAAAAkc/Qev-tWFzy9w/s1600-h/_SC00375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Su1KBXO-G5I/AAAAAAAAAkc/Qev-tWFzy9w/s320/_SC00375.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399052915564223378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;我们好不容易到了四季屋。 谢谢阿佩， 雪卉 和 杨姐 陪我那么久。耐心等我学会起脚车。四季屋现在是秋天。若是冬天有多好呢..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Su1KL0htbrI/AAAAAAAAAk0/dAZmjtI7YPA/s1600-h/_SC00404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Su1KL0htbrI/AAAAAAAAAk0/dAZmjtI7YPA/s320/_SC00404.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399053095226142386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;阿佩的四联拍很成功。很可爱吧？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Su1KLmwTFMI/AAAAAAAAAks/7jNEqhXjEvM/s1600-h/_SC00398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Su1KLmwTFMI/AAAAAAAAAks/7jNEqhXjEvM/s320/_SC00398.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399053091529233602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;卉，我和杨姐。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Su1KLc3FxqI/AAAAAAAAAkk/VJJYGWGc4-U/s1600-h/_SC00385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Su1KLc3FxqI/AAAAAAAAAkk/VJJYGWGc4-U/s320/_SC00385.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399053088873367202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;我们的脸出卖得我们吧？累倒要死。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Su1KWghI1mI/AAAAAAAAAlE/sFhleQ42NfI/s1600-h/_SC00423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Su1KWghI1mI/AAAAAAAAAlE/sFhleQ42NfI/s320/_SC00423.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399053278833596002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt;四人大和照。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Su1KWVzjC5I/AAAAAAAAAk8/cHlLoC7ZhDQ/s1600-h/_SC00417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Su1KWVzjC5I/AAAAAAAAAk8/cHlLoC7ZhDQ/s320/_SC00417.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399053275958021010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt;再来一个。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There's more picture uploaded in facebook. Although coming back painful, it's nonetheless a fun day :)&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/782871285711889719-5897824998554144047?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/5897824998554144047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=5897824998554144047&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/5897824998554144047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/5897824998554144047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='自作自受'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Su1KBOEWsiI/AAAAAAAAAkU/0KF18nqYQk0/s72-c/DSC00363.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-3701181540317014416</id><published>2009-10-30T11:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T11:44:39.556+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><title type='text'>Rant</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There's so much things going on in my mind at the moment. I feel so miserable.. why do I always have to find out things I should not. Won't I be happier not knowing? Sometime this really makes me wonder.. do you peoples hate me that much? Or I'm just someone so unreasonable to listen to what you got to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing everything. I'm getting angrier and angrier everyday because I just found out how unreliable I can be. It looks like I'm not the person I use to be anymore.. Or more accurately.. People just don't see me as who I use to be anymore. I must have sucks so much.. I'm crying and crying, because I become so unsure of what I'm suppose to do. I keep remembering.. I'm feeling this way because I'm a human. Something someone told me long time ago. I kinda wish of something I should not have done at all. This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate talking to my blog. But for god sake this is the only place I can find to write something. I can't find my diary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hurt.. and of all people.. This is unbelievable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-3701181540317014416?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/3701181540317014416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=3701181540317014416&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/3701181540317014416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/3701181540317014416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/10/rant.html' title='Rant'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-1808643780425679593</id><published>2009-10-30T03:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T03:51:54.521+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graphic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>Sleepless night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Went to sleep really early just now. Then out of no where .. I'm suddenly wide awake in the middle of the night. I'm not sure what happened lol. Lately, each time I sleep I dream about something different. Something I don't even know. All I know is that I'll end up waking up and thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one particular dream, I see peoples recounting to me an accident they got involved in. The accident that killed them. :/ And the one I dream about during nap today.. I am being chased around in a very old and big looking mansion by unknown. I was scared in that dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. I think I'm starting getting caught up within my own emotions again. This is bad. I'm getting moodier and moodier. I can feel that.. as if tears is starting to built up in me again. I don't know when does this thing starts to gain momentum to take over my everyday again. Is this because I know I'm going to starts leading the life like back then that I so despise? All this shit pilling up.. I must be stressing out. Shoo, go away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm really tired lol.. I need this to stop.. stop doing this to me. I don't know how much longer I can hold on. I know there will be people I can talk to.. I just wish I know what is there to tell.. I have no idea what is going on with myself. I have no where to turn to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;OMG EMO POST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On a side note, we have this Convent Class of '04 and U 6SC 1 of STS '06 group created in facebook. If you want to join us, drop me a message or something, I'll return an invite. I invited everyone I can remember to invite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Sunq_Dk9_ZI/AAAAAAAAAkM/-2X3X1jJYSU/s1600-h/convent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 138px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Sunq_Dk9_ZI/AAAAAAAAAkM/-2X3X1jJYSU/s320/convent.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398103997393272210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As for this.. this is for Convent Class of '04 group picture thing. I know this is bad. I made this in like 15 mins. I just don't want the thing to be empty with the question mark thing. So miserable to look at. I wish I can come up with something better later. If not, we'll have to stick with this until whenever I have something better. Or better yet, tell me if you have any idea about this. I'll do it.. even better, give me something to upload there. I'll come up with something tomorrow for the STS one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's it. I guess I'm going to try to sleep again then. Good night!&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/782871285711889719-1808643780425679593?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/1808643780425679593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=1808643780425679593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/1808643780425679593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/1808643780425679593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/10/sleepless-night.html' title='Sleepless night'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Sunq_Dk9_ZI/AAAAAAAAAkM/-2X3X1jJYSU/s72-c/convent.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-1761093066353600118</id><published>2009-10-28T23:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T00:20:04.137+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graphic'/><title type='text'>Desktop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuhkTnrUemI/AAAAAAAAAkE/H8-_iX3fzts/s1600-h/desktop!.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuhkTnrUemI/AAAAAAAAAkE/H8-_iX3fzts/s320/desktop!.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397674441634511458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadaaa, I change my doodles to desktop wallpaper! I thought I need a halloween mood and find that it would be nice to use the doodles as wallpaper. I added some background, and border to it.. Drew a space for my icons. Added some quote.. It says "Trick or Treat? - When there is no imagination there is no horror." Really simple editing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my empty desktop. Workspace is where I store all my work-related files. Including, on going photoshop work.. assignment, project and school related stuff. Then Playground.. They are all my games' shortcut. Desktop Mess, the name say it all - random stuff. The icon is ratatouille-themed. There's no special event on going to mark on the calendar except some birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it. My clean desktop :D!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-1761093066353600118?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/1761093066353600118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=1761093066353600118&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/1761093066353600118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/1761093066353600118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/10/desktop.html' title='Desktop'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuhkTnrUemI/AAAAAAAAAkE/H8-_iX3fzts/s72-c/desktop!.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-5007165743696466221</id><published>2009-10-27T23:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T08:39:56.629+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>It's a small world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's just the second day back in school.. and work load is starting to pile itself up in my desk. So much to do in this 8 weeks. Two subjects.. and not to mention, FYP too. This is going to be a tough semester. I need to do really well. I have to! I guess I have to work harder. Much much harder. Not sure if I will have enough time to complete all this task lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I have a really big surprise. A friend I knew online like two years ago, suddenly gave me an email and ask me to add him on msn. XD Thinking about this.. I use to spend loads of time in the forum with them. I wonder how is everyone doing now.. This is not really the point of the surprise.. The thing is that.. this guy actually know another friend of mine I knew online too. Both I knew in a very different ways.. I never would have guess that people like two of them will ever get connected.. unless I introduce them. But no.. what's more is that.. they actually happened to talk about me? Or something like that.. that makes them both know that they actually know me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4:43 PM) Kevin: hi lynn&lt;br /&gt;(4:44 PM) Kevin: lol lynn&lt;br /&gt;i just&lt;br /&gt;found out&lt;br /&gt;(4:45 PM) Kevin: you know a guy named adrian right&lt;br /&gt;(4:48 PM) Kevin: and he appeared after a long time tonight&lt;br /&gt;right&lt;br /&gt;(5:04 PM) Kevin: well you are away... but weird enough i met him too completely separately from you&lt;br /&gt;weird huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, It's weird Kevin ):&lt;br /&gt;Aww... such a small world. This really remind me of this ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's a world of laughters, a world of tears,&lt;br /&gt;It's a world of hope and a world of fear.&lt;br /&gt;There's so much that we share and it's time we aware,&lt;br /&gt;It's a small world after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a small world after all,&lt;br /&gt;It's a small world after all,&lt;br /&gt;It's a small world after all,&lt;br /&gt;It's a small small world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is just one moon and a golden sun,&lt;br /&gt;And a smile means friendship to everyone,&lt;br /&gt;Though the mountain divide,&lt;br /&gt;And the ocean are wide,&lt;br /&gt;It's a small world after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know song.. you need to dive back into your childhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-5007165743696466221?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/5007165743696466221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=5007165743696466221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/5007165743696466221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/5007165743696466221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-small-world.html' title='It&apos;s a small world.'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-3657702549166641695</id><published>2009-10-26T00:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T01:03:26.743+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graphic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>Halloween's Doodles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuSAn3d1tlI/AAAAAAAAAi0/i-PCVHCgcJM/s1600-h/Halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuSAn3d1tlI/AAAAAAAAAi0/i-PCVHCgcJM/s320/Halloween.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396579675889055314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Halloween's doodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I know this look weird.. Suppose to be everything that relates to Halloween. As for why so sudden, I just feel like doing this :) Doodling in photoshop or paper is fun. I always like doing this, just never post them up much. Ohhh.. and I just found all this. Just something else to add into this post. I drew all this with mouseeee k. Except the last one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuSB-SvwkZI/AAAAAAAAAjE/ZWJNf23d5t0/s1600-h/cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 204px; height: 103px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuSB-SvwkZI/AAAAAAAAAjE/ZWJNf23d5t0/s320/cow.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396581160680722834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A cow. Looks like a hybrid of dog and don't know what..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuSCFRNupEI/AAAAAAAAAjs/n9gDCKmIKtM/s1600-h/rabbit2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 92px; height: 128px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuSCFRNupEI/AAAAAAAAAjs/n9gDCKmIKtM/s320/rabbit2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396581280528639042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rabbit! Not sure if you all see this emotes before. It's one of the emotes on msn. I drew this on msn for Nick.. he still uses this as his display pic @.@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuSB_iptujI/AAAAAAAAAjk/6NNeNgeFURg/s1600-h/rabbit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 93px; height: 151px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuSB_iptujI/AAAAAAAAAjk/6NNeNgeFURg/s320/rabbit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396581182130207282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A happier rabbit. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuSB_FtspCI/AAAAAAAAAjc/HBXzbfwqTe0/s1600-h/mouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 141px; height: 116px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuSB_FtspCI/AAAAAAAAAjc/HBXzbfwqTe0/s320/mouse.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396581174362285090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A mouse leaping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuSB-07sbdI/AAAAAAAAAjU/JkvntBaOKUU/s1600-h/hai.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuSB-07sbdI/AAAAAAAAAjU/JkvntBaOKUU/s320/hai.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396581169857588690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Teeheee. Got to say..this one is tricky to draw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuSD5DIcrbI/AAAAAAAAAj8/m4m9S9cPYo0/s1600-h/joyce.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 169px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuSD5DIcrbI/AAAAAAAAAj8/m4m9S9cPYo0/s320/joyce.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396583269613219250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was for Joyce :D!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuSD4z_Zv7I/AAAAAAAAAj0/8hCcsLpR06w/s1600-h/girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 177px; height: 172px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuSD4z_Zv7I/AAAAAAAAAj0/8hCcsLpR06w/s320/girl.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396583265548746674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this.. just some random ms paint drawing. Looks almost the same like the previous two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuSB-m_CZbI/AAAAAAAAAjM/AwJnaTf3BtI/s1600-h/DSC01526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuSB-m_CZbI/AAAAAAAAAjM/AwJnaTf3BtI/s320/DSC01526.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396581166113514930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SANTA PORING. Pencil and colour pencils. Actually I drew this back with the intention to show someone I did a better job in copying RO cards.. her drawing was really.. not really good. And she thought it was awesome. But, in the end I didn't show her at all. Not sure why xD! I think she's happier not knowing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so bad lol. &lt;/div&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/782871285711889719-3657702549166641695?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/3657702549166641695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=3657702549166641695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/3657702549166641695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/3657702549166641695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloweens-doodles.html' title='Halloween&apos;s Doodles'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuSAn3d1tlI/AAAAAAAAAi0/i-PCVHCgcJM/s72-c/Halloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-872607406644270799</id><published>2009-10-25T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T23:22:14.110+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><title type='text'>School reopen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After months and months of not going to campus for classes, I am pretty excited about class starting again. I wonder how long will this excitement last before it turn into endless complain of too much assignment, quiz and test. I am a little worry too. What if I can't get use to campus life again? Starting with short sem is not exactly easy. Then there's fyp.. panic panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So class starts on monday.. But we're already having problem with the sudden change of schedule. I don't want Friday class...! ): This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice how much I have been blogging these days? This is a sign that shows that Recollection is coming alive. I still have a lot of post I want to make, but lazy. Really lazy. I'm just hoping that I have enough time to do whatever I need. I'm praying hard that everything is going to be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beginning of each semester in MMU.. I always have the feeling that it is a beginning of something wonderful. Can you guys imagine I am already in my 3rd Year? We'll be introducing ourselves around as a Delta year student. This is too fast. Time, go slower please. I don't want school life to end so soon. There's still so much I miss, and so much I haven't do. I think I'm going to try to make this remaining time in uni to the fullest, even it's going to mean that I need to sacrifice something in return. I won't hesitate :D&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/782871285711889719-872607406644270799?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/872607406644270799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=872607406644270799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/872607406644270799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/872607406644270799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/10/school-reopen.html' title='School reopen!'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-5954258618862390415</id><published>2009-10-24T19:54:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T03:01:03.072+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='咖啡屋'/><title type='text'>Happy Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Few days ago I received this forward entitled - "被fire的理由". I really think this is funny xD! Ok so if you don't understand, the title says "Reason of getting fired".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuLrKdm_VBI/AAAAAAAAAik/mHSTM6G9Mdw/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuLrKdm_VBI/AAAAAAAAAik/mHSTM6G9Mdw/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396133868522656786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture pretty much says it all, if you can read chinese of course. So if you don't, the dialogue there says "Apparently, he stole crops from the boss".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. happy farmer beware! Don't steal crops from your boss lol. By the looks of this picture, I assume that, if you help fertilize your boss crops and tell him "It's time to harvest.", he'll say, "I expect to see you in next month promotion meeting, I can see that you are very helpful." :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing.. I stole this picture from Ah V's farm. THIS IS SPECTACULAR! farm full of toys. It's funny how whenever I get on Happy Farm and find something worth screen shooting, is always from Ah V's farm. Thanks for the pic, Ah V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuLta40OcMI/AAAAAAAAAis/c4zSN232yFc/s1600-h/Clip_4+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuLta40OcMI/AAAAAAAAAis/c4zSN232yFc/s320/Clip_4+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396136349727092930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, most people around me that I talk to everyday play happy farm in a way that you can never imagine. I'm not going to go into detail lol. One last thing to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Are you a Facebook addict?&lt;br /&gt;abs-cbnNEWS.com | 10/20/2009 9:39 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Printer-friendly version | Send to friend | Share your views&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MANILA - Facebook users beware. Psychologists are now probing a new kind of addiction called Facebook Addiction Disorder (FAD).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psychologist Dr. Michael Fenichel, who has published numerous writings on FAD online, describes it as a situation in which Facebook usage "overtakes" daily activities like waking up, getting dressed, using the telephone, or checking e-mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The amazing thing is that, like cellphones, nobody seems to notice the vast amount of time and energy - at work, at home, and now while on the move - people are devoting to Facebook. It has become a given," Fenichel writes in an online post titled "Facebook Addiction Disorder- A New Challenge?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAD could be classified under the more broad "internet addiction disorder" or internet overuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Academic papers have already posed theories on internet addiction and social networking addiction, and even less, cellphone addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Like most activities, moderation and integration are key. Those that may seriously label and treat FAD as a behavioral addiction will clearly need to use context in determining if a behavior has become demonstrably harmful to overall social, work, or face-to-face interpersonal efficacy," Fenichel added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a Facebook addict if...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Joanna Lipari, a clinical psychologist at the University of California, Los Angeles who was interviewed for a CNN report, here are some signs that you are addicted to Facebook:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You lose sleep over Facebook. When using Facebook becomes a compulsion and you spend entire nights logged on to the site, causing you to become tired the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You spend more than an hour a day on Facebook. Lipari said it is difficult to define how much is too much when it comes to Facebook usage, but that an average person need only spend half an hour on the site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You become obsessed with old loves or exes you reconnect with on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You ignore work in favor of Facebook. This means you do not do your job in order to sneak time on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The thought of getting off Facebook leaves you in cold sweat. If you try going a day without Facebook and it causes you stress and anxiety, this means you need help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the same report by Elizabeth Cohen, Senior CNN Medical Correspondent, Facebook addiction is not yet an actual medical diagnosis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the report notes that several therapists in the United States have noticed a rise in the number of clients who get hooked on social networking, to the point of social dysfunction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook, launched by the world's youngest billionaire Mark Zuckerberg, has over 300 million users worldwide, half of whom log on to the site every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further, about 2 billion photos and 14 million videos are uploaded on various Facebook pages a month and about 6 billion minutes are spent on Facebook a day, worldwide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Willis Wee, founder of the social media and marketing blog Penn-Olson.com, this is twice as much time that people spend on Google.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The global social networking website allows users to post and share content (like photos, links, videos, and notes), play casual games and applications, and interact with friends and family through messaging and chat. abs-cbnNEWS.com. With reports from CNN.com.&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then this is the direct link to the news.-&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abs-cbnnews.com/lifestyle/10/20/09/are-you-facebook-addict"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Are you a Facebook Addict?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I hope none of my friend is addicted to Facebook to this extends lol. Hope you enjoy this random blogpost as much as I do. Till next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm super free,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;keikei&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/782871285711889719-5954258618862390415?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/5954258618862390415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=5954258618862390415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/5954258618862390415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/5954258618862390415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-farm.html' title='Happy Farm'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuLrKdm_VBI/AAAAAAAAAik/mHSTM6G9Mdw/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-7458795000675137908</id><published>2009-10-24T02:47:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T03:14:42.954+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Gathering</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is what happened when you couldn't sleep at night - blog. I think I have a fairly good day today. I woke up this morning for something, only to end up forgetting about it entirely after chatting with a friend. It's ok! I'm not fussing about it, who would? I always have a tomorrow anyway. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Xue Hui and I had been watching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beyond_the_Realm_of_Conscience"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Beyond the Realm of Conscience - 宮心計&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; every morning since few days ago. So we watched it together today too. I think we also ended up watching America's Next Top Model Cycle 13 Episode 8, and uh.. four episode of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Born_Rich_(TV_series)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Born Rich - 富貴門&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. Surpriiissinngggly we are so into these. Maybe we are still trying to deny class is starting again? This is kinda out of ordinary for the both of us following TVB series lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. I forgot what I needed to do over the evening too ;_; ! I think I got a bit overrrr forgetful. Anyway, that's not the point of this post. We, referring to STS-er of 06, U6 Science 1, decided to have a gathering over msn today. We were just randomly commenting some picture on facebook and then out of no where, came up with this idea to have a gathering. It was on tonight, 10 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who show up? - Cheh Gee, Chuan Tong, Joe Shing, Tris Hsia, Meei Lin, Jacinta, Chee Siong, Wendy, Wan Yung, Ren Sheng, Min Jiang ( YES, IT'S HIM ), and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This gathering was pretty fun. It's great to be able to catch up with each other after such a long time. I wish that more people can be around though. But anyway, there's already 1/3 of our class :D! Better than most of our gathering. The fact that I hardly see Elaine around, means that she had been owing me this picture for a long time. So, today, finally get to talk to her. She sent me these. :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuH77ZpFopI/AAAAAAAAAiU/4SemWf_krqQ/s1600-h/DSC01431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuH77ZpFopI/AAAAAAAAAiU/4SemWf_krqQ/s320/DSC01431.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395870826480640658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuH_hHRleMI/AAAAAAAAAic/kfkD0bcV8Gw/s1600-h/DSC01432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuH_hHRleMI/AAAAAAAAAic/kfkD0bcV8Gw/s320/DSC01432.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395874772920137922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Gathering over Chinese New Year 2009 in River Cafe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;From the left, back row, Fong Chu, Ai Ling, Ren Sheng, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Penny, Wilson, Me, Chee Siong, Kai Ling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;From the left, front row, Rabbit, Hsia, Jovial, Elaine, Xiao Chiu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I really miss you all! I wonder when we will be able to meet up like this again. I wonder if we will have the chance to have everyone sitting in the same room, chatting and playing our day off like we used to be. Do take care, friends.&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/782871285711889719-7458795000675137908?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/7458795000675137908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=7458795000675137908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/7458795000675137908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/7458795000675137908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/10/gathering.html' title='Gathering'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuH77ZpFopI/AAAAAAAAAiU/4SemWf_krqQ/s72-c/DSC01431.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-7938009096036972605</id><published>2009-10-23T00:24:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T03:43:45.958+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>Treasures</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If you've been keeping up with my facebook update you'll know that I had uploaded all this pictures there. I thought there's only so much I can write on the photo caption. Posting this blog entry allow me to write more about all this treasure I hunted down when I was at home few days ago. Well not really hunt.. lol.. Anyway, I'll start with my bed. Beware, due to all the explanation for each item I have here, THIS IS A VERY LONG POST. That's why it took me days to draft this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend use to tell me that my bed is like a zoo.. A zoo of soft toy xD! I guess maybe she's right lol. I like soft toy. The way they surround me when I sleep, the way I get to hold them when I sleep.. makes me feel warmer, makes me feel less lonely. So when I get home, I usually like to look at them.. and make sure that they are arrange properly each day after I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuCLQ1kR2aI/AAAAAAAAAiE/hmpscEInBFw/s1600-h/DSC01553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuCLQ1kR2aI/AAAAAAAAAiE/hmpscEInBFw/s320/DSC01553.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395465474963265954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Overall this is how all of them look. Notice the turtle? I bring it back with me from Cyberjaya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuCKJfM9nzI/AAAAAAAAAh8/4CPU6EUumto/s1600-h/bed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuCKJfM9nzI/AAAAAAAAAh8/4CPU6EUumto/s320/bed.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395464249189179186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here's a little space for me to put my own stuff. It use to be full of books. But soon my story books and comics are too much to fit it all here. They got moved to the shelf in the other room. So there's my alarm clock and a picture frame with a picture taken in PRS Camp back in 2002.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been there since after I got the picture. This camp means a lot too me. It was when I was really down during my school life I met all these seniors and friends that makes my days in school something I look forward too. Back then many things happened. They taught me and show me a lot of things that brighten my days, and ways that lighten my load. I never get to express how thankful I am to them, being there for me, and also, made me realize that if some people doesn't see who you really is.. some others will if you still be yourself. And so, thank you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From then until I graduate from Convent, I contribute big part of time in school to PRS, to make is a better club. Back then the only thing I bear in mine was I like my juniors to feel the warmth I felt from my seniors. I'm not sure if I did a great job or even an acceptable one.. but I think I did my best. By the way.. anyone remember about this camp? It was the one with the murder-act detective game.. We had Pavitra leaping from third floor to run away from campers. And we upset Sister Monica so much lol.. Because we broke the bottles even though we promised we won't. I remember playing the part being one of the "gangster" with Shiau Loh. We even bought real cigarettes for more realistic act. My acting was so lousy. With the pretty much same bunch of peoples, we organize the camp in the following year with an awesome Hunted House in 2 Merah. Our aim was to give the campers an unforgettable camp is it? I remember we scared our own ass off after the play xD.. again.. upset Sister along the way too. I love you all so much. Miss you all so much too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt;"Do better while doing good, do your best while doing better."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuCMg7hoevI/AAAAAAAAAiM/meEZLYa7PmE/s1600-h/DSC00822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuCMg7hoevI/AAAAAAAAAiM/meEZLYa7PmE/s320/DSC00822.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395466850952313586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then, this is Watson. Initially it sleep with my brother in the lower bunk. This is not really mine at first lol.. But somehow.. don't know since when it switch its bed to mine :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuCJ_TAZMeI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AirlOyCAoKc/s1600-h/toy+(10).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuCJ_TAZMeI/AAAAAAAAAh0/AirlOyCAoKc/s320/toy+(10).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395464074116542946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mashimaro. You'll realize that I have a lot of Mashimaro. I use to loveeeeeeeeee them I got this on 2004 during prefect orientation :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuCJ_LkhyqI/AAAAAAAAAhs/_yBzhl06fIM/s1600-h/toy+(9).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuCJ_LkhyqI/AAAAAAAAAhs/_yBzhl06fIM/s320/toy+(9).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395464072120617634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a birthday present, if I am not mistaken, actually pretty sure I am not, from Ai Lun. Should be year 2003. Love this too. So cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuCJ-hE-QhI/AAAAAAAAAhk/XdgKsIyBUug/s1600-h/toy+(8).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuCJ-hE-QhI/AAAAAAAAAhk/XdgKsIyBUug/s320/toy+(8).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395464060713976338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Siou Chin gave me this.. :) This is from McDonalds Happy Meal lol.. I realllyyy like this. You can press the top of its head and it'll give you this toilet flushing sound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuCJw5Q3CyI/AAAAAAAAAhc/SQoytgcFboo/s1600-h/toy+(7).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuCJw5Q3CyI/AAAAAAAAAhc/SQoytgcFboo/s320/toy+(7).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395463826688117538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a present from Pay Ling. For birthday too. Much to my dismay.. the little basket-like thing Mashimaro suppose to be holding was long gone. This is the first Mashimaro I ever get from a friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuCJwg95mNI/AAAAAAAAAhU/PVNL-qXDQyA/s1600-h/toy+(6).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuCJwg95mNI/AAAAAAAAAhU/PVNL-qXDQyA/s320/toy+(6).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395463820166142162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the only present I ever received from Ms. Sarega. Over school reopen in one of the form 6 years I think.. She came to me and gave me this.. She said she see this piggy everyday in her work.. (suppose to be on display on a nearby shop at where she work.) She said that this piggy-plush remind her of me. She told me, "It's like Siou Kee pleading me to buy her." Lol.. I wonder why.. ): I don't look like a pig do I? Or I always sleep like one? :P I love this, because it's from Sarega.. and the fact that she think about me when she was busy working touched my heart. Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuCJwQZQn8I/AAAAAAAAAhM/XN3TmgD_E2w/s1600-h/toy+(5).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuCJwQZQn8I/AAAAAAAAAhM/XN3TmgD_E2w/s320/toy+(5).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395463815717494722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a present from Joyce before she left for the States. So cute so cuteee. I remember that she told me she love this one so much too. If I don't like it, I should return it to her. My answer remained the same. - No. I love this one :D Cute and lovely. More importantly, it's from Joyce, someone I'm missing dearly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuCHz0stGWI/AAAAAAAAAhE/8C8GJq8fvbo/s1600-h/toy+(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuCHz0stGWI/AAAAAAAAAhE/8C8GJq8fvbo/s320/toy+(4).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395461677979081058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bunnny! I have this one since grade 4.. or maybe even earlier. If I am not mistaken it was draw from a fun fair.. initially belong to SW. It had been on my bed for yearsss. I sew it for a few times too, somewhere around its back always got tore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuCHziIBPCI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Qjhiin6qI7I/s1600-h/toy+(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuCHziIBPCI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Qjhiin6qI7I/s320/toy+(3).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395461672993373218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is one very odd looking poring. Joyce.. I'm pretty sure it's from you. If it's not from you, I bought it together with you. One of this lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuCHzEZdEKI/AAAAAAAAAg0/B4MIIlcXhPs/s1600-h/toy+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuCHzEZdEKI/AAAAAAAAAg0/B4MIIlcXhPs/s320/toy+(2).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395461665013436578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one is from my dear teacher back from Convent secondary - Pn Zawahir. She gave this to me when we were in a trip to Mines Wonderland with PRS. July 2004. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was so touched. She was shopping in Watson mart, and bought enough to buy this in a cheaper price. She bought one for me, one for Ain, her daughter. I thought she was like a mother to me back then when I was secondary school. She would always listen to me.. everything, fun and happy talk, miserable and teary complaint. I remember I use to skip a lot of "useless" class to spend time in her office, enjoying air-cond, doing a lot of stuff. She even bought me ice cream during school hours lol. "Eat fast eat fast, in case anyone come." I have my naughty time in school too. xD Thank god, we still keep in touch until now. Her birthday's is on the coming Saturday. I wish her all the best. I'll make a note in mind to give her a call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuCHy_OoBTI/AAAAAAAAAgs/3tdQpIoLDl8/s1600-h/toy+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuCHy_OoBTI/AAAAAAAAAgs/3tdQpIoLDl8/s320/toy+(1).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395461663625839922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mouse! This is from Ai Ling. Somehow, for about a year or two back when I was in secondary school, I was always co-related to mouse, because of someone.. and some funny rumours going on. Speaking of which, I just talked to this someone earlier after a very long time. Glad that this someone is doing great :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuCHyuuMtvI/AAAAAAAAAgk/VLMnxKn1-Zc/s1600-h/toy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuCHyuuMtvI/AAAAAAAAAgk/VLMnxKn1-Zc/s320/toy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395461659194865394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kangaroo. This was one of the souveniers papa and mama gave me when they visited Australia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I think I have a lot of Kangaroo and Kaola in my room lol. All from Dad's friends, cousins and daddd as souveniers from Australia. I loovveeee all this cute-stuff-keychain. Speaking of which.. Kangarooo! This remind me of a lot of thingyy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah, such a long post. I have a lot of pictures to upload still. I guess there will be at least 3 posts for all these pictures. I do hope that you enjoy reading all this. This is really part of me. Little things here and there, each memory and reminder this each item holds, is what makes me who I am today. They are still here after years and years for a reason. I treasure them.. Being so forgetful lately, I'm glad that I still remember all this. Something that remind me that, I was there. I was there walking step by step to where I am today. I existed. I am here today, being me today, because I was there, learning things from each and everyone of you.. receiving support and love. I wouldn't have make it this far without any one of you. ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-7938009096036972605?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/7938009096036972605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=7938009096036972605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/7938009096036972605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/7938009096036972605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/10/treasures.html' title='Treasures'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SuCLQ1kR2aI/AAAAAAAAAiE/hmpscEInBFw/s72-c/DSC01553.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-1961735167316041647</id><published>2009-10-20T18:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T18:33:21.278+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>Journey back from Segamat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lol.. I just have to post this entry to mark my day. I just got back to cyberjaya last night. I took a train from Segamat. About an hour plus to the journey, the train stopped in Rembau station. This halt was follow up by an announcement saying that the train will most likely get delayed for like 2 hours or more. Judging by KTMB past performance, this is will mostly end up to have a 3 hours delay on schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were told that the delay is due to the construction work on the railway ahead. I just don't get how it have to happened at that time. I was so worry lol.. I'll probably end up in my destination after midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if yesterday was my lucky day or not. Meeting the delay.. but I met some really nice people who gave me a ride to Seremban station to safe my butt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Aww, I miss being at home to be honest. Kinda feel sad having to leave so soon. But all is well! School is starting soon. Everything is going to be fine. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I am drafting a really interesting post full of pictures I snapped over the few days at home on some of my long forgotten possession. Stay tune.&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/782871285711889719-1961735167316041647?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/1961735167316041647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=1961735167316041647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/1961735167316041647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/1961735167316041647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/10/journey-back-from-segamat.html' title='Journey back from Segamat'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-2285259956073374328</id><published>2009-10-10T00:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T01:02:22.957+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>Senyum</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, I suddenly thought of this song - Senyum. If you're a Segamat Convent gal, somewhere around my badge that go to a lot of camp, you should know this song. This has been song we sang in most of the camp when I was in secondary school, either those I participated in as a camper, or those I participated as part of the organizing committee. Usually if it's not the main camp song, it is one they will teach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the lyric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Senyum seindah suria,&lt;br /&gt;Yang membawa cahaya,&lt;br /&gt;Senyumlah dari hati,&lt;br /&gt;Duniamu berseri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senyum umpama titian,&lt;br /&gt;Dalam kehidupan,&lt;br /&gt;Kau tersenyum, ku tersenyum,&lt;br /&gt;Kemesraan menguntum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senyum kepada semua,&lt;br /&gt;Senyumanmu, amatlah berharga,&lt;br /&gt;Senyum membahagiakan,&lt;br /&gt;Dengan senyuman terjalinlah ikatan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least this is what I remember. Do correct me if there's any mistake :P This is one of my favourite camp song, or better known as motivation song. Funny how.. whenever we sing this in camp, everyone end up being teary. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-2285259956073374328?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/2285259956073374328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=2285259956073374328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/2285259956073374328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/2285259956073374328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/10/senyum.html' title='Senyum'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-984989183191748983</id><published>2009-10-08T23:01:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T02:24:48.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book'/><title type='text'>The Lost Symbol</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's holidaaay now. Usually this means that I have some long lasting everyday with nothing to do. Well, it's kinda right and wrong. I'm suppose to be starting my fyp.. But just like expected, students like us.. normal one, tend to like to slack off during the holidays. After all I'm just a typical student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished reading one of the must-read book in my must-do list. - The Lost Symbol. I think I don't really pay much of attention like I usually would in Dan Brown book following Robert Langdon's cypto-symbolic adventure. This is because I wanna reserve this concentration until I get the real book. I just read the pdf file of the book in a day.. Opps. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Ss4GC2nNUvI/AAAAAAAAAgc/e_O50dEaF1U/s1600-h/the_lost_symbol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Ss4GC2nNUvI/AAAAAAAAAgc/e_O50dEaF1U/s320/the_lost_symbol.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390252450098533106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This image maybe subject to copyright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is the book cover of The Lost Symbol, by Dan Brown. It does not belong to me. It appeared here, solely for reference purpose. For more information please visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.danbrown.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://www.danbrown.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book didn't awe me like The Da Vinci Code or Angels and Demon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because when I first lay my hand on Brown's book, I didn't expect any kind of special-awestruck things within, because I simply did not know how awesome Brown's work is. The Da Vinci Code is the first book of Dan Brown I ever lay my hand on, thanks a lot to Cindy who show me how good the book is when I'm in PLKN. After reading Da Vinci Code, being an exceptionally good book that everyone talk about, I thought that Angel and Demon will do itself a justice, because it's suppose to be some adventure in Vatican City mentioned in the beginning of Da Vinci Code. I believe that the author of something this brilliant - Da Vinci Code give, me good enough reason to expect if not more, similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading Angel and Demon I think Dan Brown is a genius. A very very creative person that gives thrilling fiction. Well.. I thought, Angel and Demon is very good, but Da Vinci Code is still my favourite. After that, I decided to track down the remaining books of Dan Brown. Now here comes the problem.. I read The Deception Point. I thought the book is lousy. Very Dan Brown style but I was pretty disappointed after reading through it. It has got nothing like what Angel and Demon and Da Vinci Code offers - I didn't have a single urge to read it again. I didn't know how to describe. Later, I get hold of the new Digital Fortress. The book is slightly better than Deception Point, but very same, I did not put it on top of my shelf because it's not a book I thought of re-reading it. I solved the password thing before I reach the end of the book, because I had to memorize the Periodic Table months ago when I read the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I expected a lot more from The Lost Symbol. the years of waiting for it. It was once known by working title - The Solomon Key. It is an awesome book. But my all time favourite of Brown, remained none other than The Da Vinci Code. I thought maybe because it was the first book I ever read from him. Maybe I wouldn't think that Deception Point is lousy if I read it before Da Vinci Code. Dan Brown wrote an incomparable book that makes any of his book less good than the best one. They are good, but not as good as the first one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. I think too much. You know what, I think I'm bored. I can actually rant through a full, by the looks of it, hundredsss of word just to make a point, that, The Lost Symbol is a good book, but I think, not as good as Da Vinci Code. Oh wow.. this is a way to waste time. &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-984989183191748983?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/984989183191748983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=984989183191748983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/984989183191748983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/984989183191748983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/10/lost-symbol.html' title='The Lost Symbol'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Ss4GC2nNUvI/AAAAAAAAAgc/e_O50dEaF1U/s72-c/the_lost_symbol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-507317813198944043</id><published>2009-10-06T01:11:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T02:25:55.297+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A3-7-8'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>Mid-Autumn Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's mid-autumn festival! I know that the exact date is on 3rd of October, just a bit delayed due to some unavoidable circumstances. So, we finally make use of the candles and lanterns we bought last year. We safe keep all the stuff for exactly a year. Lol.. Last year, it was because of exam and my sis wedding, our celebration never came. This year, however, we decided that we have to make it no matter how tired we are. So we wait for Pei to return, and wanna play along.. (somehow xin chicken off in the end). Anyway, hereeee areee sooommeee offff thheeee mommmeeennntttt. We just finished all the cleaning 10 mins ago. Don't mind the bad quality of pictures. Kinda dark you see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SsosenfKXJI/AAAAAAAAAf0/rfNDG3XDy-I/s1600-h/lantern.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SsosenfKXJI/AAAAAAAAAf0/rfNDG3XDy-I/s320/lantern.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389168808609602706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The lanterns we managed to hang around our balcony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SsotAxMreVI/AAAAAAAAAgM/vprx9gJVDkM/s1600-h/threeofus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SsotAxMreVI/AAAAAAAAAgM/vprx9gJVDkM/s320/threeofus.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389169395331987794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's the three of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Xin where are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Ssos_2MSv3I/AAAAAAAAAf8/NFdcpSilH2g/s1600-h/lynn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Ssos_2MSv3I/AAAAAAAAAf8/NFdcpSilH2g/s320/lynn.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389169379492675442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm holding lantern.. lol.. bring back memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Ssosdyv9KEI/AAAAAAAAAfk/288BpWuSa2w/s1600-h/keiandpei.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Ssosdyv9KEI/AAAAAAAAAfk/288BpWuSa2w/s320/keiandpei.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389168794452961346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Pei. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SsosdbbUHFI/AAAAAAAAAfc/uRUfIlAXtaM/s1600-h/keiandhui.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SsosdbbUHFI/AAAAAAAAAfc/uRUfIlAXtaM/s320/keiandhui.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389168788192369746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hui and me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SsotAcTJcdI/AAAAAAAAAgE/NYIoL3FNtqw/s1600-h/pei+and+kei+candles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SsotAcTJcdI/AAAAAAAAAgE/NYIoL3FNtqw/s320/pei+and+kei+candles.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389169389721973202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me, Pei and a lot of candles. I think this is pretty artistic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SsozJsPdWmI/AAAAAAAAAgU/R9CR4MK4NW0/s1600-h/DSC00276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SsozJsPdWmI/AAAAAAAAAgU/R9CR4MK4NW0/s320/DSC00276.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389176145690057314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty right :D?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SsoseCXowYI/AAAAAAAAAfs/9mio69p9QFo/s1600-h/keicandle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SsoseCXowYI/AAAAAAAAAfs/9mio69p9QFo/s320/keicandle.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389168798645928322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love this picture :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I uploaded more pictures in facebook's photo album. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing lantern like this bring back a lot of memories. Back then, when I was a child, I would always look forward to mid-autumn festival, we get to play and eat! I remember how we would take our lantern and walk around the streets and backyards with other kids around the neighbourhood. As I grow older, the walking around become less, because it's suppose to be really childish.. I think the last time I walk around with lantern was the lantern party I went when I was in form 6.. in one of the batu-anam gang house. Joe Shing.. I think. We walk around in large group.. That was fun.. And I remember we had to debate among each other about being too old to walk around with lantern. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The typical kind of party is uh.. eating mooncake and admiring how beautiful the full moon is. I vaguely remember having a BBQ night when I was in form 5 for mid-autumn in Ai Ling's place. Right right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I remember buying junk food and playing lantern in the balcony back at home with my dear sisters. And we played monopoly for the night too! That was all so fun.. I miss those time .. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had fun. Thanks a lot girls. AND CHAN KE XIN, YOU MISSED OUR NIGHT. ):!&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/782871285711889719-507317813198944043?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/507317813198944043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=507317813198944043&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/507317813198944043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/507317813198944043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/10/mid-autumn-festival.html' title='Mid-Autumn Festival'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SsosenfKXJI/AAAAAAAAAf0/rfNDG3XDy-I/s72-c/lantern.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-10732469660205301</id><published>2009-10-02T11:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T12:14:31.598+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A3-7-8'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>End of Internship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Internship ended. A few weeks ago I was soooo looking forward into not going to work and stuff. Makes me excited :D! And now, I sorta start wishing I'm back at work, seeing there is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;n't much things to do at the moment. No.. I'm not missing Panasonic, I'm just missing how there's something to look forward to for tomorrow. XD. Weird is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much things seems to be happening at once. I'm kinda trying to cope up.. and try not to be eaten by it. You know what I mean lol... I don't like to be miserable. I'm tryingggg. And nope, don't plan putting anything emo on this blog post. I'm posting because I saw Ke Xin did. I'm just going to update a few picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been forever since 4 of us gather like this. I love you all so much &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SsV8PcHWkjI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Cd5eCZyvBXE/s1600-h/PA012268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SsV8PcHWkjI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Cd5eCZyvBXE/s320/PA012268.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387849133905580594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A very blurry mirror pic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SsV8O0i9wZI/AAAAAAAAAe8/YTMvloJOK-4/s1600-h/PA012266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SsV8O0i9wZI/AAAAAAAAAe8/YTMvloJOK-4/s320/PA012266.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387849123283976594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Xin :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SsV8P16xf2I/AAAAAAAAAfM/eAfh5ROrrgU/s1600-h/PA012285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SsV8P16xf2I/AAAAAAAAAfM/eAfh5ROrrgU/s320/PA012285.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387849140832141154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One for each of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yay for no work!&lt;/div&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/782871285711889719-10732469660205301?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/10732469660205301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=10732469660205301&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/10732469660205301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/10732469660205301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/10/end-of-internship.html' title='End of Internship'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SsV8PcHWkjI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Cd5eCZyvBXE/s72-c/PA012268.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-7731464130041475501</id><published>2009-09-27T01:53:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T03:05:51.386+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Day and Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Okay.. As promised, I did say I'll continue from last post xD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone watch House and Grey Anatomy? The new season started. Peoples who know me well know that I am not a big fans of series. I always regard that series is pretty much too long to make me watch episode by episode. But yesss. These two is one of the few that keep me attached from season to season. Yessss, I like medical stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Sr5d-qhDMSI/AAAAAAAAAeM/zc6s74hla5o/s1600-h/Greys-Anatomy-Season-6.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Sr5d-qhDMSI/AAAAAAAAAeM/zc6s74hla5o/s320/Greys-Anatomy-Season-6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385845535527874850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grey Anatomy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Sr5d-NSYx2I/AAAAAAAAAeE/sHAvO6TdvZw/s1600-h/house-md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Sr5d-NSYx2I/AAAAAAAAAeE/sHAvO6TdvZw/s320/house-md.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385845527681746786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;House&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both season premieres are all right so far. I just wish Grey would bring out a better start. I don't want to let on too much in case I spoil anyone episode. I always like Meredith talks over the beginning of the episode. From time to time there's something to laugh about, and usually there's something you'll agree about. Again, if you know me enough, I'm a quote freak. Here's one I found, worth quoting from the premiere. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;In medical school we have a hundred classes that teaches us how to fight off death and not one lesson in how to go on living. - Meredith&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very true is it? It's so hard to go on living. There isn't really an instruction on how to do so. There isn't a guaranteed way for everything to work. I just wish peoples are easier to talk to, easier to understand, easier to get on with life.. because as far as I'm concern, as much as peoples want to keep hanging on life, usually what really make them stop doing so is life itself. Being hopeful and wishful is not entirely a good thing. In fact it's pretty bad. Keeping a low expectation always make one's day better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers, that's a bit too sentimental there. I haven't post any picture much for a while now. Someone messaged me on msn and was like "HEY I HAVEN'T SEE YOU MUCH AT ALL. MISS YOU GURL!" There you goooo, specially for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A picture at the end of the day, before sleep, for short.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Sr5jE5-wZII/AAAAAAAAAe0/xedDmI8OGIE/s1600-h/pic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Sr5jE5-wZII/AAAAAAAAAe0/xedDmI8OGIE/s320/pic2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385851140316357762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And one when I just woke up! The beginning of a new day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Sr5g7EvOM8I/AAAAAAAAAes/Xi48_yCHBhM/s1600-h/pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Sr5g7EvOM8I/AAAAAAAAAes/Xi48_yCHBhM/s320/pic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385848772382045122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ya, teddy bear sleeping dress. So pro, be jealous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till next time. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/782871285711889719-7731464130041475501?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/7731464130041475501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=7731464130041475501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/7731464130041475501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/7731464130041475501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-and-night.html' title='Day and Night'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Sr5d-qhDMSI/AAAAAAAAAeM/zc6s74hla5o/s72-c/Greys-Anatomy-Season-6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-3376488142602290753</id><published>2009-09-26T11:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T11:49:38.746+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hey, it's blog time again. So how is everyone doing. Over this week, I manage to talk to a few classmates I miss terribly. I hate myself for being too busy to keep in touch much with everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I'm having this awful mood swing I thought I might throw myself out of the window sometime to not feel miserable. So why? I don't know. Someone told me that something I don't know shouldn't effect me this way.. I guess maybe I know but my subconscious self is ignoring it? Maybe.. but I guess knowing what is wrong myself doesn't really help much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh.. it's weird how every time I blog I feel so sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;Well yea..  I'll return back to this later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-3376488142602290753?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/3376488142602290753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=3376488142602290753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/3376488142602290753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/3376488142602290753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-its-blog-time-again.html' title=''/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-4879497491740469512</id><published>2009-09-22T00:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T00:56:58.883+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><title type='text'>I miss home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm not sure why.. I miss home a lot all of the sudden..&lt;br /&gt;Because I have nothing to do? What makes me feel so lonely all of the sudden. You know.. I can hardly admit to myself I'm not someone that will do good stay doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss mom. I miss dad. I miss grandmama.&lt;br /&gt;I miss sis.. I miss brother. I miss the warmness.&lt;br /&gt;I miss them being around me. I miss being myself.&lt;br /&gt;I miss peoples and peoples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If crying out loud is going to help.. I wanna try. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-4879497491740469512?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/4879497491740469512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=4879497491740469512&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/4879497491740469512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/4879497491740469512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-miss-home.html' title='I miss home!'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-5764048359682664163</id><published>2009-09-19T01:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T01:38:31.220+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>Sum of 3 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, it's been a while since last post again.. I regret letting Recollection so empty for a while. Actually there been a lot of things going on. Well just to make a point though.. a lot of things going but nothing worth mentioning. I went home last week for grandmama birthday. And there's a good news around the family too ^_^! Then.. most of my a lot that been going on is mostly going on in work and of course the often pressure from fyp stuff. I guess.. I should take into account that my mind is working a lot too. But anyway, yay for raya weekend~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it. A really short way to sum up my 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have no intention to end my blog post just yet. Since it's a weekend tomorrow and the fact that I decided to blog, means that I really want to fill my blog with something. If you can't endure rant or bullshit, feel free to stop reading from this point on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. I find that I got a lot more impatient lately. With peoples and work. Many people, yea maybe not you, but many people always have the impression that I am someone that's pretty patient, as in I don't go shouting at you as much while I may of course get upset. Well not really. My own personal opinion about myself is entirely different :) I always have rubbish of a temper. When I wanted to take everything calmly, I can, with ease too.. but I find out lately, it's not hard to cross the line I set too, you know? Sigh.. I don't like it this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel miserably tired. Working, as far as I'm concern is not fun at all lol.. It's a great experience, yes, but it's not fun at all. I think partly because I am not really enjoying the job I am doing x.x It's great to have a long weekend from time to time I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really forgot what I wanted to write.. I did make a note to myself to add something to Recollection two days ago when I was working.. But I can't seems to remember what is it now..Something tell me that it's suppose to be something interesting in away.. My memory is really like rubbish lately &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-_-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have quite a few things I like to rant about.. but until I find the right word I guess imma save it first. I don't think sitting here to think how I wanna put thoughts into word will help when I am half asleep. Really sleepy now.. So..good night/good day to you.&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/782871285711889719-5764048359682664163?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/5764048359682664163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=5764048359682664163&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/5764048359682664163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/5764048359682664163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/09/sum-of-3-weeks.html' title='Sum of 3 weeks'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-7690971538659020464</id><published>2009-08-25T22:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T22:52:24.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A3-7-8'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>Doctor, Hui and I.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;----------------&gt; 1st Surprised. &lt;-----------------&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:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt; Doctor: Yes, what's your problem..? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt; Xue Hui: Uh.. actually I'd been here 2 weeks ago. I'm still having cough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt; Doctor: Do you have fever? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt; Xue Hui: Two weeks ago, I did... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt; Doctor: You were here 15 days ago. 10th of August. It's not me you see though. You had fever, cough, and itchy throat.. The doctor gave you cough drop, antibiotic (etc, etc).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt; *Check Xue Hui's temperature* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt; Doctor: No fever. Just cough then. I'll give something stronger. But you'll feel drowsy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt; Xue Hui: But .. I have work. Internship..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt; Doctor: You can reduce the dose on the day by half and take the full dose at night? Or if you want to sleep I can give you an MC for tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt; Xue Hui: Eh? ._.? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt; Doctor: *Issue MC* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; ------------------&gt; 2nd Surprised. &lt;----------------- &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:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt; Doctor: So what about you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt;Siou Kee: Umm.. actually I have a wisdom tooth growing. So, it's getting painful, and a bit swollen. So my ear started to hurt and I have a bad headache. But I don't know where can I find a dentist... ._. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt;Doctor: Yes, yes this is pretty normal. So you're about.. twenty..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt;Siou Kee: Twenty-one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt;Doctor: Yea.. about time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt; *Check tooth and gum*  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt;Doctor: I see it's a bit swollen. I think it have a bit of infection. I'll give you some antibiotic that well help lessen the pain. Do you have gastric problem?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt;Siou Kee: Yes.. I took some antibiotic before and throw up a lot.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt;Doctor: So, I'll give you two type of antibiotic, if it's bad you can stop on of these. It's the one started with F. The full dose is 5 days. I'll give you three. If you do feel better, come back and I'll give you more. Is that Ok? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt; Siou Kee: Yes, yes. I think so.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt;Doctor: Do you want a MC? You are doing your internship too right?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt;Siou Kee: Eh.. do I need one ._.?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt; Doctor: It's up to you.. Do you talk to people while you work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt; Siou Kee: Eh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt; Doctor: *Issue MC* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt;Siou Kee &amp;amp; Xue Hui : Pei! You wanna see doctor as well?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt;Wein Pei: O_o!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; ----------------------------------------------------  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is what happened 2 hours ago. So yay, no work no work :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ah Tai and I got not worrrkkk.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Envy? :D&lt;/span&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/782871285711889719-7690971538659020464?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/7690971538659020464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=7690971538659020464&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/7690971538659020464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/7690971538659020464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/08/surprise-mcs.html' title='Doctor, Hui and I.'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-1888306472256554266</id><published>2009-08-16T00:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T03:25:01.199+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='咖啡屋'/><title type='text'>幸福就跟随着你</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;草原上有對獅子母子，小獅子問母獅子：「媽，幸福在哪裡？」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;母獅子說：「幸福就在你的尾巴上ㄚ…」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;於是，小獅子不斷追著尾巴跑…但始終咬不到。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;母獅子笑道：「傻瓜！幸福不是這樣得到的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只要你昂首向前走，幸福就會一直跟隨著你！」 &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/782871285711889719-1888306472256554266?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/1888306472256554266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=1888306472256554266&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/1888306472256554266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/1888306472256554266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='幸福就跟随着你'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-1948520520872416711</id><published>2009-08-15T10:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T10:52:56.664+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><title type='text'>Ever so lucky?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A week ago, someone from CSN Office Furniture contacted me by email, asking if I was interested to do a review on my blog to get free gifts. Of course I do. I always like my blog to be off some use besides being a ever so emo personal blog. So this webbie is basically somethig I'll call a Home to Office Furniture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. I look through the site over the weekends and after I got off work. Basically this site sells a lot of stuff from head to toe, you can get any &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.csnofficefurniture.com/Home-Office-Furniture-C77460.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;home office furniture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; you name. The website is easy to use. You have all this navigation option to help you scope down your search. Loading is pretty fast. So waiting time is not long at all. Considering I have a bad net, if it's good for me, it'll be great for everyone else. Most of the stuffs I browsed through are free shipping as well. Actually all. So, I'm not sure if there's some that need to pay for shipping. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, after looking through the website there's so much things I want -_-. I like to have one of those cabinets, or shelf, and those laptop cases and office organizer. So much needs. Lol.. anyway, after thinking through I like one of this - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.csnofficefurniture.com/Sauder-400483-SAU1052.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Printer Cart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. So handy right? My printer is now on my table, making my table smaller than I thought it is. Another one of this would make my workstation more spacey. It's not too expensive too *points at the price*. They have more space to put my stuff too. Great great. So much more I like to have though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-1948520520872416711?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/1948520520872416711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=1948520520872416711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/1948520520872416711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/1948520520872416711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/08/ever-so-lucky.html' title='Ever so lucky?'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-496325223480654186</id><published>2009-08-12T23:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T00:00:33.649+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>Dummmbb.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh god... I don't get why I always have to find out more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;than I need to know. Sometime I rather not know. But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;when you found out something, it's impossible to pretend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;not knowing right? I just have the luck to find out thingsss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this my fault again? Maybe. Most likely yes.&lt;br /&gt;But I really do try my best to keep things in line..&lt;br /&gt;I try my best to forget, but I couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;This kind of feeling.. it's coming back all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I do really.. that make things turn out this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad. I thought I'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;But he was right. When you put all your trust to someone,&lt;br /&gt;you are meant to get hurt.&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/782871285711889719-496325223480654186?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/496325223480654186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=496325223480654186&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/496325223480654186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/496325223480654186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/08/dummmbb.html' title='Dummmbb.'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-4152594811411439860</id><published>2009-08-03T21:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T21:16:50.220+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graphic'/><title type='text'>P-h-o-t-o-s-h-o-p</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I left my Photoshop untouched for god knows how long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I guess if it wasn't for the promise I made to a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I wouldn't bother to click on the icon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I promise this friend that every year of his birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'll make at least one wallpaper for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And so I kept my promise this year too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt;This is what I made. More like edit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SnbhoyjdaMI/AAAAAAAAAdw/7XnM9zNqu2k/s1600-h/This_is_Neverland_by_shirotsuki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SnbhoyjdaMI/AAAAAAAAAdw/7XnM9zNqu2k/s320/This_is_Neverland_by_shirotsuki.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365724096940042434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And this is the original stock I use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Snbh_SO68vI/AAAAAAAAAd4/HiFKkHzqze4/s1600-h/This_is_Neverland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 287px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/Snbh_SO68vI/AAAAAAAAAd4/HiFKkHzqze4/s320/This_is_Neverland.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365724483400954610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's a pretty simple wallpaper. I like it alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The original picture is nice. Such warm and lovely scene. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The one I edited, oh well, I simply like it black and white! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Of course I get opinions from friends too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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:verdana;"&gt;Feel free to tell me what you think :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh by the way, the verse in the wallpaper, it's quote from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Eyes On Me song lyrics. If you like it, you may use it too &lt;:&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/782871285711889719-4152594811411439860?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/4152594811411439860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=4152594811411439860&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/4152594811411439860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/4152594811411439860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/08/p-h-o-t-o-s-h-o-p.html' title='P-h-o-t-o-s-h-o-p'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/SnbhoyjdaMI/AAAAAAAAAdw/7XnM9zNqu2k/s72-c/This_is_Neverland_by_shirotsuki.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-4238140380196051549</id><published>2009-08-01T00:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T00:57:17.751+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>Not so right</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ouch, so it's been a while again since I last updated my blog. A very long while. Been busy with work, with life and that's all. Even so.. they are some big things right? So how have all of you been? I seems to lost touch with everyone, a little bit of here and there.. I miss a lot of you. A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what makes me take of my time out to blog when I should be busy with life? I guess this blog is part of my life xD? Well actually, that was lame. I suppose I'm a rather predictable person. I know that, when something happened I like to take a pen to write down stuff. So that I can somehow organize my thought, because you have to think when you write. So usually when something happened.. I write diary. And when do I come to blog..? When I feel like I need to talk to someone about something. But I never get to figure out who is that someone and what is that something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something must have gone wrong somewhere. I don't really know myself. I've been slacking off writing diary for a while now.. Just because every time I tried to write something.. I ended up wondering what is there to write about when there is nothing. But then all of the sudden, I realize I bring my diary everywhere I go now. It seems that.. something is telling me.. I might need it anytime in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like this kind of feeling. I don't feel like me. It's coming back to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-4238140380196051549?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/4238140380196051549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=4238140380196051549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/4238140380196051549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/4238140380196051549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/08/not-so-right.html' title='Not so right'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-4260959356942891642</id><published>2009-07-08T21:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:42:16.294+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>Tribute to Strawberry's Flavoured Yogurt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have a tale to tell! I guess this is pretty random. But I'm sure there's a few peoples know the reason behind this post. Basically this is just a story happened somewhere. I assure you, based on a true story. There you go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really happen to bunch of interns in a P-company thinking that running away from the company to the near by convenient store in the Gas Station across the street during working hours is fun. I got to say, it is indeed fun. Looking around noticing all the supervisors are in a meeting.. no one seems to be free enough to notice the disappearance of a few interns.. They decided to get going with the plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't going to make it long winded. I'll get to the point. So this few intern had fun running out to the convenient stores and bought junk food back. They get back pretty safely.. hopefully without anyone noticing. The thing is.. just right after they reach the company's employees area.. because they are fooling around, SENG HOONG "accidently" spilled Hxxxx's yogurt on the company so ever clean carpet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then decided to throw it the yogurt cup in demo room.. So.. Hxxxx and Sxxxxxx clean the left over yogurt on the carpet desperately. Luckily it can be clean.. leaving no obvious stain.. Someone saw the patch of yogurt though.. So now Seng Hoong, you need to buy da gurls yogurt k? It's that simple. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-4260959356942891642?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/4260959356942891642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=4260959356942891642&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/4260959356942891642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/4260959356942891642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/07/tribute-to-strawberrys-flavoured-yogurt.html' title='Tribute to Strawberry&apos;s Flavoured Yogurt'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-7255239037877086662</id><published>2009-07-06T20:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T02:14:17.450+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Tagged by Nicole</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;FOUR NAMES THAT FRIENDS CALL YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1. Siou Kee&lt;br /&gt;2. 筱琪&lt;br /&gt;3. Keikei&lt;br /&gt;4. Lynn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR MOST IMPORTANT DATES IN YOUR LIFE:&lt;br /&gt;1. 18 Dec - Date of birth.&lt;br /&gt;2. 1 Jan - A new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;3. 14 Feb - Not because of Valentine. Something I think I'll always remember happened in this day of last year.&lt;br /&gt;4. I don't know what else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR THINGS YOU'VE DONE IN THE LAST 30 MINUTES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Blogs&lt;br /&gt;2. Food!&lt;br /&gt;3. Drinks!&lt;br /&gt;4. Talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR WAYS TO BE HAPPY:&lt;br /&gt;1. Love&lt;br /&gt;2. Helpful&lt;br /&gt;3. Health&lt;br /&gt;4. Luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR PEOPLE YOU MISS FROM YOUR PAST:&lt;br /&gt;There's too much to choose from! So I suppose I'll say I miss my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR GIFTS YOU WOULD LIKE TO RECEIVE:&lt;br /&gt;1. Trust.&lt;br /&gt;2. I want a desktop !&lt;br /&gt;3. Time would be nice.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tedddyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES (CURRENTLY):&lt;br /&gt;1. Online&lt;br /&gt;2. Story Books&lt;br /&gt;3. Sleep&lt;br /&gt;4. Arts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR PLACES YOU WANT TO GO FOR VACATION:&lt;br /&gt;1. Melbourne, Australia&lt;br /&gt;2. Tokyo, Japan&lt;br /&gt;3. umm.. Europe&lt;br /&gt;4. US&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR FAVORITE DRINKS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Yogurt drinks.&lt;br /&gt;2. Vitagen.&lt;br /&gt;3. Fruit juice.&lt;br /&gt;4. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR THINGS ALWAYS FOUND IN YOUR BAG:&lt;br /&gt;1. Cell phone&lt;br /&gt;2. Keys&lt;br /&gt;3. Wallet&lt;br /&gt;4. Lip Gloss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR FAVORITE COLORS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Blue&lt;br /&gt;2. White&lt;br /&gt;3. Purple&lt;br /&gt;4. Pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP FOUR HANGOUTS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Bedroom - Cause I sleep!&lt;br /&gt;2. Cyberia Mamak&lt;br /&gt;3. When I was back in hometown - Anis&lt;br /&gt;4. 1 U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP FOUR U LOVE SO MUCH:&lt;br /&gt;1. I&lt;br /&gt;2. You&lt;br /&gt;3. We&lt;br /&gt;4. They&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP FOUR "THINGS" SPECIAL TO YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1. Everyday, everything I see, everything I meet.&lt;br /&gt;2. Some peoples are &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;3. Memories&lt;br /&gt;4. Today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP FOUR WHO YOU THINK WILL ANSWER THIS SURVEY:&lt;br /&gt;1. Ke Xin&lt;br /&gt;2. Joyce&lt;br /&gt;3. Jacinta&lt;br /&gt;4. Ah V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP FOUR REASONS WHY YOU ANSWERED THIS SURVEY:&lt;br /&gt;1. Tagged by Nicole for the first time&lt;br /&gt;2. Being a procrasinator. There something important I need to do&lt;br /&gt;3. Not too long.&lt;br /&gt;4. I don't know what else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PEOPLE WHO I GOING TO TAG:&lt;br /&gt;`Ke Xin&lt;br /&gt;`Joyce&lt;br /&gt;`Jacinta&lt;br /&gt;`Fui Yin&lt;br /&gt;`Tau Lee&lt;br /&gt;`Ah V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/782871285711889719-7255239037877086662?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/7255239037877086662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=7255239037877086662&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/7255239037877086662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/7255239037877086662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/2009/07/tagged-by-nicole.html' title='Tagged by Nicole'/><author><name>sioukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382985229162912678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2arhGSbiKk/S0DqhbvNUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/7ksJnMF1vrw/S220/Picture+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-782871285711889719.post-8235903731053078478</id><published>2009-07-03T22:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T02:23:14.427+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melody Of Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollection'/><title type='text'>Convent's Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's been forever since I last stand in the morning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;assembly in Convent's School hall singing our dear old &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;school's song. I remember I even lead the Monday morning singing&lt;br /&gt;for a good whole year xD! I don't know what makes me think of this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so suddenly. But all of the sudden, I have an urge to post something &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Come all ye' people, come hear our song,&lt;br /&gt;About the school that we love so dear,&lt;br /&gt;Canossian Convent you make us strong,&lt;br /&gt;You give us comfort, love and cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our song of celebration,&lt;br /&gt;Of pleasant memories of friendship and fun,&lt;br /&gt;This is our song let's sing with one voice,&lt;br /&gt;There Alma Mater we are one with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learn our lesson we learn to play,&lt;br /&gt;We learn to laugh and to sing out loud,&lt;br /&gt;We're getting better day by day&lt;br /&gt;Canossian Convent you make us proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our song of celebration,&lt;br /&gt;Of pleasant memories of friendship and fun,&lt;br /&gt;This is our song let's sing with one voice,&lt;br /&gt;There Alma Mater we are one with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I really do miss Convent. It's like a home away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;from home for me. I'm sure for all the girls too. I thought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;posting this to remind every ex-Convent girl who read&lt;br /&gt;my blog would be cool. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh.. good old daysss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear 5 SC 1 of '04,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember how our Goh perform her duty as our class monitor? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Remember how she shriek suddenly? And everyone would look &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;at her and laugh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember how we play around with Mrs. J and got called as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lazy buffalo in return? Remember rainbow? Remember how she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;warn us not to do elephant stampede? And how we cheated in her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;EST exam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How we always talk to Pn. Mimi's baby. She was soooo worried &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;that her baby is going to be talkative because of us!Particularly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sarega and me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh.. we used to joke around with Mr. Phang in Physic a lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Joyce remember how we told sir on our way home everyday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;about how we make fun of teachers? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacinta! Leoooosss. We used to be so active! I remember staying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;back in school to plan about shit until late evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember how we hate sport's practice.. we had to cross &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the overhead pedestrian walk to go to the biiiigg field. So far, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so hot. I remember we like to go to Rock's Garden mamak&lt;br /&gt;for maggie goreng :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember our nenek's speech over Monday's assembly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh and and.. all the teacher's day-make-teachers-cry mission with prefects.&lt;br /&gt;We sang Because of you, and they cried ): And Martin's Prefects camp?&lt;br /&gt;Dare to be different right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember there were once.. we hide liquid paper and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;CD on the air-cond and Mrs J was getting suspicious? Lol.. that was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Joyce.. and Szuat Er.. remember our Harry Potter craziness? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That was so addictive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And we use to love to eat in class as well. Pasing sweets and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;chocolates around. xD Not to mention.. we had to make sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;KP didn't notice us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There's so much more to recall!&lt;br /&gt;I missss Convent. I miss those fun time I spent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;together with my convent-sisters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I missss all of youuuuuu soooooooooooooooo much. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/782871285711889719-8235903731053078478?l=sioukee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sioukee.blogspot.com/feeds/8235903731053078478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=782871285711889719&amp;postID=8235903731053078478&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/782871285711889719/posts/default/8235903731053078478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' hr
