<?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-38574798</id><updated>2012-02-15T14:36:12.447+08:00</updated><category term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Diary of Jane ♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>293</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-2104918187837858427</id><published>2012-02-11T17:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T09:18:17.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>People, poses and a dozen of roses (it rhymes!)</title><content type='html'>Yet another bored weekend and I did what I do best- Facebook stalking. Hey! It keeps me up to date with the dying world (or what is left of it) and it teaches me life's lessons too you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like for instance, today I learnt that &lt;s&gt;girls&lt;/s&gt; people who pose like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YsD9cFMrAuY/TzYpFY2cVUI/AAAAAAAADnk/nuAlMGjUWWw/s1600/test1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YsD9cFMrAuY/TzYpFY2cVUI/AAAAAAAADnk/nuAlMGjUWWw/s320/test1.jpg" width="261" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Meet Jayne Yoh. She's totally Asian.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;have less social network activities (in common terms, less popular) than&amp;nbsp;&lt;s&gt;girls&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;people who pose like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o_5z9tBUjQE/TzYo5a7emdI/AAAAAAAADnc/0VVt3D7zNdo/s1600/test2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o_5z9tBUjQE/TzYo5a7emdI/AAAAAAAADnc/0VVt3D7zNdo/s320/test2.jpg" width="261" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is Cally Phor-Nigel. I think she's mixed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;True story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It seems like every single time I decide to scan through my news feed for top stories or juicy gossips, I always see pictures like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o_5z9tBUjQE/TzYo5a7emdI/AAAAAAAADnc/0VVt3D7zNdo/s1600/test2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o_5z9tBUjQE/TzYo5a7emdI/AAAAAAAADnc/0VVt3D7zNdo/s320/test2.jpg" width="261" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nyah! I'm so cute and lovely but my life sucks so much&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have to vend my frustration on Facebook everyday&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;cause&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;everyone just love to know what is going on in my life! Like totally...&lt;/i&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: left;"&gt;So how does one pose like Cally?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Note:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1. The camera must always be at a 45 degree angle UPWARDS from the face. This is very important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2. The puppy dog eyes. It works every, single time. Even if you are a cat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Observe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gp3yR2H8tHM/TzYs3aOskZI/AAAAAAAADns/Th96uMnSQc8/s1600/puss.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="184" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gp3yR2H8tHM/TzYs3aOskZI/AAAAAAAADns/Th96uMnSQc8/s320/puss.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;3. Lastly, IF (and only if) you are a girl, or a really pretty boy. Show slight cleavage.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Bonus: Update your status &amp;nbsp;every second.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(eg. Sigh, being rich and beautiful is soooooo hard!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*T&amp;amp;C: The above steps only applies if you are a girl. or a really pretty boy.&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: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&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: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&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: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Congratulations, you are now ready to have endless Facebook notification emails...Enjoy! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;~*~*~*~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sadly, I am like this most of the time:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YsD9cFMrAuY/TzYpFY2cVUI/AAAAAAAADnk/nuAlMGjUWWw/s1600/test1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YsD9cFMrAuY/TzYpFY2cVUI/AAAAAAAADnk/nuAlMGjUWWw/s320/test1.jpg" width="261" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That is why I lack male friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Life is a b*tch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-2104918187837858427?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/2104918187837858427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/2104918187837858427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2012/02/of-people-poses-and-dozen-of-roses-it.html' title='People, poses and a dozen of roses (it rhymes!)'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YsD9cFMrAuY/TzYpFY2cVUI/AAAAAAAADnk/nuAlMGjUWWw/s72-c/test1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-4636068898969047638</id><published>2012-02-04T14:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T09:07:26.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 little piggies went to the city</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Today, I got locked out of the house, with a dead phone battery, in the rain...and it was not fun...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That really taught me a lesson to bring my keys everywhere I go.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After what seem to be the most embarrassing and unfortunate day ever, we decided to head out to the city again for Jen's animation viewing on the big screen. Unfortunately (again) it was cancelled because of the rain, and unfortunately again, we were already in the train half way to the city. So we decided to ditch the showcase and head to Wynyard to drink our bad luck and sorrows away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It was fun joking around and getting drunk...and getting high seems to burn off a lot of energy...so 3 hungry piggies headed off to dinner, and 3 hungry piggies got 3 piggies literally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If you have been living in Sydney for sometime, you'd probably might have seen these piggy buns, and you'd probably know where we headed off to for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GRDlnNer7zg/TyzGAju7fbI/AAAAAAAADlY/5g65kzDsh2Q/s1600/cf3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GRDlnNer7zg/TyzGAju7fbI/AAAAAAAADlY/5g65kzDsh2Q/s1600/cf3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GRDlnNer7zg/TyzGAju7fbI/AAAAAAAADlY/5g65kzDsh2Q/s1600/cf3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Just next to Town Hall station, there is a place called Chef's Gallery and it is always packed to the brim with customers coming in and out of the restaurant. Non-stop!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mphM6AtPLp8/TyzGDcJccuI/AAAAAAAADlo/bOZDgBWOfxw/s1600/cg2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mphM6AtPLp8/TyzGDcJccuI/AAAAAAAADlo/bOZDgBWOfxw/s320/cg2.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TRHAkUwvVYQ/TyzGCIAqEUI/AAAAAAAADlg/ZGAUgM0TDno/s1600/cg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TRHAkUwvVYQ/TyzGCIAqEUI/AAAAAAAADlg/ZGAUgM0TDno/s320/cg.jpg" width="240" /&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="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;With it's open kitchen concept, customers can sit in comfort and watch as the chef hand makes their noodles to perfection through the looking glass.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I was hungry so I decided to choose &amp;nbsp;a fried rice over the hand made noodles, just for the carbs. Not a very good choice made there as what seemingly was just fried rice with eggs and spring onions and a side dish of deep fried chicken fillet, came to a cost of $14.90. A little pricey for such a meal. But I have to give credits to the deep fried chicken fillet which carried a tiny aroma and taste of ginger, that was very nice indeed. I guess it can compliment the lack of oomph in the rice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--bGutZjzSmk/TyzHZp9NISI/AAAAAAAADlw/hXt-5Svu53w/s1600/fillet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--bGutZjzSmk/TyzHZp9NISI/AAAAAAAADlw/hXt-5Svu53w/s320/fillet.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But what's best was saved for last, as these cute little piggies came out fresh from the oven and straight to our table. Chef's Gallery very famous Sesame Piggy Buns, a great dessert to wrap up the meal. Though they might just be too cute to be eaten...:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--K6YvTnV8Zo/Tyy-Ii-7hoI/AAAAAAAADkY/vOU9lQb9WBk/s1600/DSC09505.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--K6YvTnV8Zo/Tyy-Ii-7hoI/AAAAAAAADkY/vOU9lQb9WBk/s320/DSC09505.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cSinMMo5Dts/Tyy_AR96z6I/AAAAAAAADlI/Ihgkp83ZHAU/s1600/DSC09511.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cSinMMo5Dts/Tyy_AR96z6I/AAAAAAAADlI/Ihgkp83ZHAU/s320/DSC09511.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BP_n-grFqs4/Tyy-RzkTXbI/AAAAAAAADkg/QAJg5t6AEZ0/s1600/DSC09506.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BP_n-grFqs4/Tyy-RzkTXbI/AAAAAAAADkg/QAJg5t6AEZ0/s320/DSC09506.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What's even cuter is the effort the chef put in to make each piggy to represent the gender of each guest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Note: 2 girl piggies (with ribbons) and 1 boy piggy, for Jen, Nick and I :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OoknoetGcOY/Tyy-a9adXWI/AAAAAAAADko/jtt6_XwAhpY/s1600/DSC09507.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OoknoetGcOY/Tyy-a9adXWI/AAAAAAAADko/jtt6_XwAhpY/s320/DSC09507.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They look pretty terrified in the dims tray....too bad little piggies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zGU2xlv9UmM/Tyy-va4qZII/AAAAAAAADk4/Ns9AdHIzK24/s1600/DSC09509.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zGU2xlv9UmM/Tyy-va4qZII/AAAAAAAADk4/Ns9AdHIzK24/s320/DSC09509.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just had to have fun with them before eating them..:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sS1xYWZqBC8/Tyy-3pqK8LI/AAAAAAAADlA/9tx1woM0oC8/s1600/DSC09510.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sS1xYWZqBC8/Tyy-3pqK8LI/AAAAAAAADlA/9tx1woM0oC8/s320/DSC09510.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Craziness, it runs in the family..;)&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Chef's Gallery&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Shop 12, facing Bathurst Street, Regents Place, 501 George St.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Phone: (02) 9267 887&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-4636068898969047638?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4636068898969047638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4636068898969047638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2012/02/3-little-piggies-went-to-city.html' title='3 little piggies went to the city'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GRDlnNer7zg/TyzGAju7fbI/AAAAAAAADlY/5g65kzDsh2Q/s72-c/cf3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-421021096544319328</id><published>2012-02-04T13:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T09:11:28.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Koala Park Sanctuary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy, Oi Oi Oi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day when Australia residents everywhere gather together and drink merrily to a great Australia Day...They do love their Australia Day, a lot....or rather the drinking maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't up to much drinking on this very fine day. Instead I, along with Jen and Nick headed off to a more family friendly event, because Nick apparently won free entry passes to the one and only Koala Park in Castle Hill. :P Speak of luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the first thought that came to my mind was,"This place isn't too bad...it's not as dodgy as I would have imagine" There's cute animals everywhere, tourist snapping pictures, family laughing happily together, the pleasant smell of manure welcoming you as you enter the entrance of koala haven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--_fktbHm9II/TywMk-Mr01I/AAAAAAAADjI/-iG9qK8zAeM/s1600/kp2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--_fktbHm9II/TywMk-Mr01I/AAAAAAAADjI/-iG9qK8zAeM/s320/kp2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The animals just hang around all day, looking kinda drugged (or is maybe a little drugged) by the lazy cool morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we can't really blame the poor fellar, imagine sitting there all day, doing practically nothing, while strange creatures peer through from the other side of the cage, flashing and pointing their very peculiar instrument at you, while trying to poke you into doing something interesting, when really all you want to do is just &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bum around sitting on your tail and fall into deep slumber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VdlCVEc2ebg/TywIehu9l_I/AAAAAAAADjA/hjpVRpGMBFk/s1600/kp1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VdlCVEc2ebg/TywIehu9l_I/AAAAAAAADjA/hjpVRpGMBFk/s320/kp1.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Even in public you have to watch your actions and always be on your best behavior.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Actually you know what, screw best behavior, my butt is itching like hell's gone loose and I just want to scratch it. So here's a picture of me satisfying this killing itch on my bum bum...just for you..:)"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you're wondering, these are wallabies...They're not kangaroos even though they look like them a lot! They are a smaller close cousin of the kangaroos. I guess they don't get as much recognition as compared to their popular cousin, which is kinda sad actually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JZnRGl-XUTc/TywIcKMeNII/AAAAAAAADi4/UdG1ByFQdG8/s1600/DSC09431.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JZnRGl-XUTc/TywIcKMeNII/AAAAAAAADi4/UdG1ByFQdG8/s320/DSC09431.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As the trio walked along the pathway, we ran into some really fat chicken. As I have mentioned in my previous Perth post, Australian chickens are humongous! Hence another photographic evidence to prove my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than roosters and obese chickens, Koala Park is also home to some of the cutest little birds ever, which includes the cockatoo, budgerigars and some peacocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately most of these birds are caged and apparently quite vicious. No touching there, unless you want your fingers nipped off by angry birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That wouldn't be a nice sight would it now?&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FXR_ja-IJ3k/TywMrNeoW0I/AAAAAAAADjY/5au8Ift3p8o/s1600/kp4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FXR_ja-IJ3k/TywMrNeoW0I/AAAAAAAADjY/5au8Ift3p8o/s320/kp4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6IlKA29cRd4/TywMxzgAnYI/AAAAAAAADjo/-2kFJalP3_Q/s1600/kp6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6IlKA29cRd4/TywMxzgAnYI/AAAAAAAADjo/-2kFJalP3_Q/s320/kp6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angry birds are in the cages, they nip, so don't get too near..;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x3Uz8umfY60/TywM-B3TCpI/AAAAAAAADkI/JFgGtPHRxjg/s1600/kp10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you're lucky, you might catch a glimpse of peacocks and peahens in the wild. Don't be alarmed when you see a smaller not so pretty bunch of birds running amok around these magnificent creatures, they're just their babies. They're actually really cute, well..they will get prettier eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x3Uz8umfY60/TywM-B3TCpI/AAAAAAAADkI/JFgGtPHRxjg/s1600/kp10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x3Uz8umfY60/TywM-B3TCpI/AAAAAAAADkI/JFgGtPHRxjg/s200/kp10.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still one of the strangest bird (and scariest) I've seen in Koala Park has to be the Cassowary. They look like dinosaurs to begin with, vicious and very, very angry. They were caged away from all the other birds. No surprises there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hmtozhgI-tc/TywM7fl58HI/AAAAAAAADkA/yB-G_Jcd9X4/s1600/kp9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hmtozhgI-tc/TywM7fl58HI/AAAAAAAADkA/yB-G_Jcd9X4/s320/kp9.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, when you come to Koala Park, you'd expect to see Koalas of course. Sadly they're not the happiest bunch to see people, almost unaffected by the excited exclamations and clicking of the camera, they continue to do what they do best - sleep. Occasionally waking up to nibble on eucalyptus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gOh5Z_gmG3A/TywMuMIjfeI/AAAAAAAADjg/xlp95uSKb_4/s1600/kp5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gOh5Z_gmG3A/TywMuMIjfeI/AAAAAAAADjg/xlp95uSKb_4/s320/kp5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;How exciting is the life of a Koala Bear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, technically they are not bears, so I guess they are not as vicious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They are just cool.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rl6NvT9rz6E/TywM1O7MqyI/AAAAAAAADjw/RVM1V2SBumA/s1600/kp7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rl6NvT9rz6E/TywM1O7MqyI/AAAAAAAADjw/RVM1V2SBumA/s320/kp7.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Lastly, an Australian wildlife park will never be truly Australian without these long-eared, hopping creatures. Yeap! These are Kangaroos. Finally. Tourists from all around can never be less excited seeing these around, especially since they are indeed the iconic animals to see when visiting the land down under.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9sw0qpL-t3E/TywM4B_AjII/AAAAAAAADj4/Lt5S_Tur-YQ/s1600/kp8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9sw0qpL-t3E/TywM4B_AjII/AAAAAAAADj4/Lt5S_Tur-YQ/s320/kp8.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mama Kangaroo and her joey in the pouch - adorable!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x3Uz8umfY60/TywM-B3TCpI/AAAAAAAADkI/JFgGtPHRxjg/s1600/kp10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With activities like Koala Feeding, Sheep Shearing Show, and pat a Kangaroo, I guess Koala Park can pass as a decent family getaway from the hustle bustle Sydney city. Not the best Australian wildlife park I've been to, but good enough to get a few pictures for friends and family back home to gawk at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pricing:&lt;br /&gt;$24 Adults, $14 Children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koala Park Sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;84 Castle Hill Road, West Pennant Hills&lt;br /&gt;NSW Australia 2125.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.koalapark.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-421021096544319328?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/421021096544319328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/421021096544319328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2012/02/koala-park-sanctuary.html' title='Koala Park Sanctuary'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--_fktbHm9II/TywMk-Mr01I/AAAAAAAADjI/-iG9qK8zAeM/s72-c/kp2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-8394031825679174367</id><published>2012-01-28T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T09:09:13.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 24 year old bowling virgin.</title><content type='html'>Well...Not anymore..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NRqjqBCGe5U/TyjE6ksWdII/AAAAAAAADiw/VbnsxYfoI6s/s1600/bowl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NRqjqBCGe5U/TyjE6ksWdII/AAAAAAAADiw/VbnsxYfoI6s/s1600/bowl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;28th January 2012.&amp;nbsp;Believe it or not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Yeo Sue-Jane goes bowling for the first time ever in her pathetic 24 years on earth!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I wanna thank the people who helped make it happen!" *sobs*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can finally scratch that from my to-do list...Yays for me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowling was fun! Will love to do it again soon:)&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, no beginners luck in striking this time, well maybe second time's a charm..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, to the people out there who still can't believe what you are hearing right now, face it...there are far more unbelievable phenomenons happening out there than a 24 year old girl's first bowling experience. Consider yourself lucky you had a better childhood...:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next thing to scratch off my list - Ice skating. Yes believe it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-8394031825679174367?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/8394031825679174367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/8394031825679174367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2012/02/24-year-old-bowling-virgin.html' title='The 24 year old bowling virgin.'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NRqjqBCGe5U/TyjE6ksWdII/AAAAAAAADiw/VbnsxYfoI6s/s72-c/bowl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-7355240692134745540</id><published>2012-01-26T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T09:09:32.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Mango Pudding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ljt7_3hh4HA/TyFlykP2q0I/AAAAAAAADiY/YnMLoBmR6JQ/s1600/pudding.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ljt7_3hh4HA/TyFlykP2q0I/AAAAAAAADiY/YnMLoBmR6JQ/s1600/pudding.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Desperate calls for desperate measures, and when you are having dinner with some people and you have nothing to bring, always turn to mixing up a simple cold dessert. So I took a leaf out of my aunty's 30 year old cookbook and was finally convinced to whip up a little mango pudding for dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though as complicated as it may look from the picture, this recipe is fairly simple. Simple enough for cook noobs like me to actually achieve without burning down the kitchen. Also, it is impressively yummy considering the little effort put into preparing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;2 mangos (or 1 depending on the size of the mango)&lt;br /&gt;2 boxes of mango jelly mix&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon gelatine&lt;br /&gt;3 teaspoon sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 can coconut milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions:&lt;br /&gt;1. Make the Jelly. Mix jelly mix, gelatin and sugar into a bowl, add 2 cups of hot water. Stir till powder mixture has dissolved completely. Let it cool just for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Seperate the mangos into 2 portions. 1 portion to blend into a mass of mango mash, 1 portion to be sliced into cubes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Add mashed mangos and 1.5 cups of coconut milk into the jelly mix. Stir well till it has dissolved evenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Add in the mango cubes. Pour mixture into a jelly bowl and pop it into the fridge. (I left it to chill overnight but a few hours will do) Once it has set, it is ready to be noms! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-7355240692134745540?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/7355240692134745540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/7355240692134745540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2012/01/mango-pudding.html' title='Mango Pudding'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ljt7_3hh4HA/TyFlykP2q0I/AAAAAAAADiY/YnMLoBmR6JQ/s72-c/pudding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-6079028554347963371</id><published>2012-01-19T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T19:59:16.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Groovy Dragon Year</title><content type='html'>If you are chinese, you should know which happy festival is around the corner, and if you answered Chinese New Year, you are absolutely correct!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year also marks the year of the Dragon! (only the most awesome animal in the 12 zodiac) In the Chinese culture, dragons signify power, success, strength, good luck and honor, and what makes dragon even more awesome is the fact that I'm a dragon baby too...and so are you, if you were born in 1976, 1988 or 2000.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I'm not into these hocus pocus zodiac stuff, but it was interesting reading about these 12 animals and the meaning they carry. Look it up and you'll also find out that each year is not only represented by the 12 animals (Rat, Ox, Tiger, Rabbit, Dragon, Snake, Horse, Goat, Monkey,Dog, Pig) , but also 5 elements ( Wood, Fire, Earth, Metal and Water) So depending on the year you were born, you will be a _something_ _animal_, and it just so happens I am an earth dragon, so lame....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still, I personally think that birth percentage rose back in 1988 because a lot of Chinese couples were trying to have babies on this auspicious year that not only marked the year of the Dragon, but also bore the significant number "8" not once, but twice!..know that we chinese LOVE our number eights...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being away from home this year hasn't stop me from being nostalgic and festive.&amp;nbsp;Even though I have to make sure my sister helps me keep the specifically large angpows from specifically kind aunties and uncles back home, I was lucky enough to be on site when my cousin decided to try out her "Dragon eggs tang yuen" recipe for her food blog- &lt;a href="http://www.onebitemore.com/" target="_blank"&gt;onebitemore&lt;/a&gt;, and I had the privilege to help her roll out the marble dough balls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, yes...I know some of you are already saying that it's the wrong festival...but that shouldn't stop us from having tong yuens...Admit it, deep down you love those colorful balls...;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onebitemore.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/dragonegg_03-500x369.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.onebitemore.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/dragonegg_03-500x369.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;picture from &lt;a href="http://onebitemore.com/"&gt;onebitemore.com&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: left;"&gt;Here's how awesome they look. I know you want some now! Too bad..:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zpKV8B-u8is/TxgAs4dic2I/AAAAAAAADh8/AsG75GwZbR4/s1600/dragon1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="186" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zpKV8B-u8is/TxgAs4dic2I/AAAAAAAADh8/AsG75GwZbR4/s400/dragon1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Just to succumb boredom, I decided to do little origami to celebrate the year of the Dragon. In the midst of the flipping and folding, it suddenly dawn on me that I'll be coming on my second round around the 12 zodiac, I'll be turning 24 this year, how time flies and man...I feel old now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So much for that 5 years plan now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Nevertheless, here's to all my fellow friends who is current abroad all over the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Call your family on Chinese New Year's day and may the force be with you this Dragon year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C87esrswCpo/TxgAvzdgoJI/AAAAAAAADiE/YvSy43KBdxU/s1600/DSC09411.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C87esrswCpo/TxgAvzdgoJI/AAAAAAAADiE/YvSy43KBdxU/s400/DSC09411.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;...and to end this post, go humor yourself with this groovy video of tigers dancing to LMFAO's Party Rock Anthem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/053S4B5J0is/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/053S4B5J0is&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/053S4B5J0is&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;See the long thing in the background?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Awkward dragon is awkward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-6079028554347963371?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/6079028554347963371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/6079028554347963371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2012/01/groovy-dragon-year.html' title='Groovy Dragon Year'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zpKV8B-u8is/TxgAs4dic2I/AAAAAAAADh8/AsG75GwZbR4/s72-c/dragon1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-5357008545573761100</id><published>2012-01-07T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T14:01:51.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A wrap up of 2011</title><content type='html'>In just a blink of an eye, 2011 has gone and passed. I know it has already been a week, but just the other day, as I was fiddling through my stash of digital photos, I found this picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CXBm194-m7s/TwozhEtlitI/AAAAAAAADhk/c1E57ctdVgM/s1600/dp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CXBm194-m7s/TwozhEtlitI/AAAAAAAADhk/c1E57ctdVgM/s320/dp.jpg" width="254" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;...and it amazes me when I think:"Wow! I did this LAST year on New Year's Day". I remembered back then I was feeling anxious of making my big decision, of coming over to Australia...the sad goodbyes I had to say made me wonder if I had made the right choice, if I should have stayed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Truth be told, there are times I regretted coming over to Australia. It seems like I already had everything laid out nicely planned in front of me back home, and I just chucked it all away in search of a new beginning. Nevertheless, self pity and home-sicknesses aside, I cannot deny that it was a good choice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"2011 would be a year full of surprises" That was what I said as I counted down to the new year last year, my somewhat "New Year's Resolution". Sitting here today, I think back and realize that 2011 was indeed full of surprises. I did things that I never imagined I would do in my life, met amazing people and experienced new things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Who would have thought that the year 2011 was also the year I experience my very first hospital admission, when I experience a major heart palpitation after the last one which happened almost 12 years ago. What I thought has long passed came back to haunt me...I suppose I have to give credit to that old traditional chinese doctor that managed to stop my irregular heart palpitation for that 12 years...I guess even the effects of yucky, gooey, bitter chinese medicine wears out eventually.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Nevertheless, having to stay in a ward was a pretty scary experience, with doctors and nurses all around you uttering medical terms that just doesn't make sense to your ears and needles with tubes pierced into the side of your hand...It was embarrassing at some point when you have to wear a bare back gown and pee in an egg carton box...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But the saddest part of all is that I have never felt so lonely in my life. &amp;nbsp;As I clutched my cellular phone (after the first night at the observation ward), I struggled to think of who to inform of this mishap. So I posted a pretty gruesome picture of my needles and it was then, amongst all the concern comments and get-well-soons on Facebook, a true friend emerged and rushed to the ward as soon as she got the news...:) It was comforting to know that I at least have someone to back me up during these lonely times...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I can't seem to find that gruesome picture of needles in my hand...Maybe I already deleted it out of depression...:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After my recovery from that terrible hospital experience, I made an &lt;a href="http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/05/sawatika.html" target="_blank"&gt;"all-paid-by-Jane-herself"&lt;/a&gt;trip up north, out of the country alone with friends. For the first time of my life I felt independent. For the first time of my life I also felt the torture of a 14-hours bus ride to Hat Yai...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Note: Anybody planning to go to Hat Yai...Fly there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So there I was, being crazy and having fun with my friends and lunch-mates for the past 6 months maybe? Sadly, time flies when you're having fun, and Hat Yai became nothing more than just a memory and an experience...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pcz5EGGoduQ/TcYXM9_0uGI/AAAAAAAAC90/wjj75ip8B04/s1600/polo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pcz5EGGoduQ/TcYXM9_0uGI/AAAAAAAAC90/wjj75ip8B04/s400/polo.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;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It seems that 2011 was a year for traveling, as the next destination on my itinerary was way down south on the other side - Singapore. This time it was with family. I love family hang out time, especially when it involves road trips, eating and more eating! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/255086_10150200554326939_590811938_7226128_4323003_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/255086_10150200554326939_590811938_7226128_4323003_n.jpg" width="292" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As much as I wanted to linger on and make time last, the trip had to come to an end and I had to prepare to leave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Towards the final days spent in Malaysia, there were farewells and goodbyes as I made a giant leap to the land down under...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/246652_10150327146439554_523149553_9856189_7603421_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/246652_10150327146439554_523149553_9856189_7603421_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/253823_2095592631422_1293521111_32463968_4649327_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/253823_2095592631422_1293521111_32463968_4649327_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/248636_2095590791376_1293521111_32463964_187986_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/248636_2095590791376_1293521111_32463964_187986_n.jpg" width="148" /&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;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/247000_10150215215823560_667578559_7130725_6401609_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/247000_10150215215823560_667578559_7130725_6401609_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's amazing to see how much you mean to people just as you leave. I never expected so much effort in all these wonderful farewells and how much time my friends spend in making every moment last, even friends whom I seldom meet up with since graduation sacrificed their time to send me off properly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-photos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/260360_10150207157951939_590811938_7292581_272239_a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://fbcdn-photos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/260360_10150207157951939_590811938_7292581_272239_a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;June 11th- The day I left the nest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Never thought last minute goodbyes would be the hardest. Nevertheless, touching down safely in Australia, while the rain poured down that night, I knew so many people who would kill for an opportunity like this, and I am very fortunate indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/253861_10150207158236939_590811938_7292584_5568274_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/253861_10150207158236939_590811938_7292584_5568274_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&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: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Switching back into &lt;a href="http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-journey-starts-now.html" target="_blank"&gt;student mode&lt;/a&gt; once again, I was loving the lifestyle, the freedom away from home, meeting new people, doing things that people don't usually do in Malaysia which amongst all is &lt;a href="http://suejan3.blogspot.com/search/label/Recipes" target="_blank"&gt;baking&lt;/a&gt;!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Baking is really fun and I might have found a new yummy hobby:D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/223002_10150253388911939_590811938_7667341_211812_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/223002_10150253388911939_590811938_7667341_211812_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/269761_10150244617656939_590811938_7578082_1010896_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/269761_10150244617656939_590811938_7578082_1010896_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/306903_10150280101981939_590811938_7937269_7817980_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/306903_10150280101981939_590811938_7937269_7817980_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;6 months of assignment-filled uni days flew by just like that. I love doing assignments! Even though I might complain every once in a while, it sure beats studying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I realized is that lecturers here are easier to impress. It's exciting to see not only 1 but 3 high distinctions in my first semester transcript. First time ever! Back in MMU, with a submission like this I'd probably will pass with an A- at most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I am not a nerd! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As the year finally came to an end, I was fortunate enough to end 2011 in Victoria with my cousins and friends. It was a thrilling and memorable experience, spending time with such great company,&amp;nbsp;watching sunsets, and enjoying ice creams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RAXjZKME0wE/Tw0bv30cT9I/AAAAAAAADhs/qW4VI8JRMPs/s1600/DSC08960.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RAXjZKME0wE/Tw0bv30cT9I/AAAAAAAADhs/qW4VI8JRMPs/s400/DSC08960.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Despite that, I also had the chance to met up with a high-school friend whom I have not met for almost 6 years. Truth be told, we weren't even that close, but fortunately with the advance technology of Facebook, we have put our past behind&amp;nbsp;and reconciled. Feels good to have rekindled another friendship:) It just takes some humble initiatives and effort.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So to wrap it up, 2011 was a year filled with surprises. Good surprises and bad surprises. But it all comes down to the fact that it wasn't such a bad one for me after all...Perhaps 2012 will bring bigger surprises, only God knows...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Don't be too worry that the year will end on 2012. I'm certain it's not true, experts already made a mistake in 2000. We're still alive from then right. But whether or not you're a strong believer of this rumor, just live life to it's fullest because one can never be too sure...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here's to 2012 and to a better year ahead!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/38574798-5357008545573761100?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/5357008545573761100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/5357008545573761100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2012/01/wrap-up-of-2011.html' title='A wrap up of 2011'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CXBm194-m7s/TwozhEtlitI/AAAAAAAADhk/c1E57ctdVgM/s72-c/dp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-4830067685402380656</id><published>2011-12-16T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T23:02:33.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time for Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YSnlJGc1Kyw/TutK7Pwv5gI/AAAAAAAADgk/KIaDhFoCmrk/s1600/IMG_0134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YSnlJGc1Kyw/TutK7Pwv5gI/AAAAAAAADgk/KIaDhFoCmrk/s320/IMG_0134.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Tis' the season to be jolly...Tis' the season to be baking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As the year draws to an end (once again), people all around the world will heat up their ovens, take out their baking mittens and start to stir up baking batter. Be it cookies or tarts or cakes, one thing is for sure is that every year, at least one of my fellow friends will succumb to peer pressure and join the baking squad, as if baking was becoming the next in thing for the season...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm not a freshie, I already succumb to peer pressure last year:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This year, I decided to continue my so call "tradition"(even if it has just been a year) to show that this plain Jane can cook! Also partly because I've been rotting my buttocks off at home with totally nothing to do besides sleeping, sadly I cannot sleep anymore because my friends say I've been sleeping too much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, as some of my lucky(or not so lucky) friends might know, last year I baked &lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/162641_474929226938_590811938_5940559_6230595_n.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;and it was pretty decent for a first bake, except the fact that I used margarine instead of butter...:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I learnt my lesson and managed to produce a pretty good tasting batch of cookies...I call these miniature, bite-size cookies - short bread people, because they are short...and they are made of short bread pastries (how original)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c0zWzoxB-H4/TutKuA0LS_I/AAAAAAAADgE/WLW_WgBy44M/s1600/IMG_0121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c0zWzoxB-H4/TutKuA0LS_I/AAAAAAAADgE/WLW_WgBy44M/s320/IMG_0121.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well to be frank, these aren't my first batch of cookies this year...My first batch was so pathetic, I was pretty certain I could kill someone just by throwing a cookie at them...I'm so prone to disasters in the kitchen...sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had to finish the big block of butter I bought, so after much perseverance, mixing and cutting, there I was staring into the oven as my little people shrieked for help in the scorching heat. I was very amazed and proud of myself...*beams* :) This girl has once again regained her "not-totally-hopeless-can-cook-to-survive" title..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eRVdZpmnpjw/TutKwuMz3qI/AAAAAAAADgM/Rwn971xL5JE/s1600/IMG_0129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eRVdZpmnpjw/TutKwuMz3qI/AAAAAAAADgM/Rwn971xL5JE/s320/IMG_0129.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Recipe here:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.joyofbaking.com/shortbreads/shortbreadcookies.html"&gt;thejoyofbaking.com&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Diu85hQRHsk/TutK1DzO9WI/AAAAAAAADgU/eX16xFtvScE/s1600/IMG_0126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Diu85hQRHsk/TutK1DzO9WI/AAAAAAAADgU/eX16xFtvScE/s320/IMG_0126.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here you can see the close up of the male and female SB people...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"That's so cheeky!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On a different note, here's an animation to start the christmas cheer:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1HIGCgpHYB4" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who doesn't love singing hedgehogs...awww:3 cuteness overload!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-4830067685402380656?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4830067685402380656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4830067685402380656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-time-for-christmas.html' title='It&apos;s time for Christmas!'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YSnlJGc1Kyw/TutK7Pwv5gI/AAAAAAAADgk/KIaDhFoCmrk/s72-c/IMG_0134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-6126827862441904968</id><published>2011-11-30T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T13:45:18.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 30 - It's a wrap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TZkOoq70cW0/TtcPose-DqI/AAAAAAAADe8/fKQU0EzZWi8/s1600/Day+30.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TZkOoq70cW0/TtcPose-DqI/AAAAAAAADe8/fKQU0EzZWi8/s400/Day+30.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;November came, November passed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Time sure flies when you're having fun...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It was a great month November and I'm going to miss it a lot...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now that the month is over, there's shopping to do, cookies to bake, and presents to wrap...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Soon enough, 2011 will be over and it will be a brand new year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;but that's another story to tell, in another blog post..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Farewell November...till we meet again..:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-6126827862441904968?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/6126827862441904968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/6126827862441904968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-30-its-wrap.html' title='Day 30 - It&apos;s a wrap!'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TZkOoq70cW0/TtcPose-DqI/AAAAAAAADe8/fKQU0EzZWi8/s72-c/Day+30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-7304688278155786745</id><published>2011-11-29T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T13:37:00.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 29 - Oh Nana!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mMAvIcMYlAU/TtcPeY3tHlI/AAAAAAAADe0/EUbsNewV2G4/s1600/Day+29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mMAvIcMYlAU/TtcPeY3tHlI/AAAAAAAADe0/EUbsNewV2G4/s400/Day+29.jpg" width="300" /&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-size: x-small;"&gt;*background music - Na na na na na na na na na Na...*&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;"When it comes to energy snacks, there's No-No's and there's Na Na's"&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-size: x-small;"&gt;*background music - Na na na na na na na na na Na...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Everything is twice the size in Australia. The food servings, the chickens, the Bananas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And mind you, they taste twice as good too...no wonder they cost twice as much(but then again, that was back in the winter)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now that it's banana season, bananas are more affordable...they're back in the market and they are BIG...like Massive...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's the same length as my head(vertically) You don't get bananas that big in Malaysia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and to think that "Goreng Pisang" Malaysian banana sliced into half...that's only a quarter of this Aussie one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*Goreng Pisang- Extremely yummy banana deep fried in batter...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-7304688278155786745?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/7304688278155786745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/7304688278155786745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-29-oh-nana.html' title='Day 29 - Oh Nana!'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mMAvIcMYlAU/TtcPeY3tHlI/AAAAAAAADe0/EUbsNewV2G4/s72-c/Day+29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-6674704417701632021</id><published>2011-11-28T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T13:22:27.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 28 - Love from Malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qAkYuXrgJ3o/TtW06Q6nczI/AAAAAAAADds/Fbf6__VKjBs/s1600/Day+28.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qAkYuXrgJ3o/TtW06Q6nczI/AAAAAAAADds/Fbf6__VKjBs/s400/Day+28.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It always feel great to receive mail. Even though it is a tad bit late for the occasion, it is the thought that counts, and I am ever grateful...:) Thank you Shuyin for the inspiring letter and lovely gift, that flew all the way from Malaysia...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-6674704417701632021?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/6674704417701632021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/6674704417701632021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-28-love-from-malaysia.html' title='Day 28 - Love from Malaysia'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qAkYuXrgJ3o/TtW06Q6nczI/AAAAAAAADds/Fbf6__VKjBs/s72-c/Day+28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-6031378017387629010</id><published>2011-11-27T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T19:50:50.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 27 - Sweet Wine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jxb4k3GLcp8/TtW0zSLaJGI/AAAAAAAADdk/m1MKlJ3r-rw/s1600/Day+27.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jxb4k3GLcp8/TtW0zSLaJGI/AAAAAAAADdk/m1MKlJ3r-rw/s400/Day+27.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Moscato.&lt;br /&gt;My cousin bought it on her little escapade to Hunter's Valley.&lt;br /&gt;It went well with the Moroccan, Mediterranean fusion dinner my cousin made.&lt;br /&gt;It is very sweet and I like it.&lt;br /&gt;I am not drunk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-6031378017387629010?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/6031378017387629010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/6031378017387629010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-27-sweet-wine.html' title='Day 27 - Sweet Wine'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jxb4k3GLcp8/TtW0zSLaJGI/AAAAAAAADdk/m1MKlJ3r-rw/s72-c/Day+27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-8221534982392778481</id><published>2011-11-26T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T13:23:08.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 26 - Being different</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BRv9iBBnhzU/TtW0oGpdJwI/AAAAAAAADdc/Hck8zADhcsU/s1600/Day+26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BRv9iBBnhzU/TtW0oGpdJwI/AAAAAAAADdc/Hck8zADhcsU/s400/Day+26.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes to stand out, you have to be different...just as how the red plane contrasts itself from the clear blue sky. Even when the blue sky is so magnificent, even when the plane is just a tiny dot in the blue canvas, it still stands out because it's different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On second note,&amp;nbsp;the sun came back today! Oh Joy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-8221534982392778481?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/8221534982392778481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/8221534982392778481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-26-being-different.html' title='Day 26 - Being different'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BRv9iBBnhzU/TtW0oGpdJwI/AAAAAAAADdc/Hck8zADhcsU/s72-c/Day+26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-4500027535051636877</id><published>2011-11-26T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T13:23:16.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 25 - Midnight Comfort</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-60RcmF7c_SE/TtW1EatBAAI/AAAAAAAADd0/h-WjnZ0xPp8/s1600/day25.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-60RcmF7c_SE/TtW1EatBAAI/AAAAAAAADd0/h-WjnZ0xPp8/s400/day25.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love comfort food on cold nights...&lt;br /&gt;Especially when you're sitting alone in the room, pondering about nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Just letting the fragrance fill your senses, tasting the salty msg on your tongue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not thinking. Just blank.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-4500027535051636877?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4500027535051636877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4500027535051636877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-25-midnight-comfort.html' title='Day 25 - Midnight Comfort'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-60RcmF7c_SE/TtW1EatBAAI/AAAAAAAADd0/h-WjnZ0xPp8/s72-c/day25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-5165983252411819686</id><published>2011-11-24T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T13:23:27.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 24 - Solitaire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t5mf5uC_G90/TtW0gGw5CeI/AAAAAAAADdU/GQuyMiEkEWw/s1600/day+24.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t5mf5uC_G90/TtW0gGw5CeI/AAAAAAAADdU/GQuyMiEkEWw/s400/day+24.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the solitary life isn't that bad....&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it can be a blessing...&lt;br /&gt;No need to worry about what the other party thinks or feel...&lt;br /&gt;No need to strive to be accepted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing stronger when people stomp on you with their heavy feet...&lt;br /&gt;Adapt and bend in the strong winds, then get back up again...&lt;br /&gt;Being beautiful as you are, not as how others define you to be...&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/38574798-5165983252411819686?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/5165983252411819686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/5165983252411819686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-24-solitaire.html' title='Day 24 - Solitaire'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t5mf5uC_G90/TtW0gGw5CeI/AAAAAAAADdU/GQuyMiEkEWw/s72-c/day+24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-120412443738131546</id><published>2011-11-23T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T13:23:36.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 23 - Good Company</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8C-4KAWRzdg/TtW0YmhBjjI/AAAAAAAADdM/lAYyIzEHPHU/s1600/Day+23.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8C-4KAWRzdg/TtW0YmhBjjI/AAAAAAAADdM/lAYyIzEHPHU/s400/Day+23.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;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Had dinner with the cousins at "Din Tai Fung".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Awesome place, with awesome dim sum...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love good company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-120412443738131546?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/120412443738131546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/120412443738131546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-23-good-company.html' title='Day 23 - Good Company'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8C-4KAWRzdg/TtW0YmhBjjI/AAAAAAAADdM/lAYyIzEHPHU/s72-c/Day+23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-1422240867249415343</id><published>2011-11-22T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T13:23:46.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 22 - Happy Frogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VuFESlt1oVQ/TtW0NEbHx8I/AAAAAAAADdE/NOqZSXhT4ak/s1600/Day+22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VuFESlt1oVQ/TtW0NEbHx8I/AAAAAAAADdE/NOqZSXhT4ak/s400/Day+22.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;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The weather was cold and wet today, but it's a great weather for frogs...Maybe it's because they see the fun in bad times...They come out to play even when it is pouring like crazy outside, even when the heavy raindrops might hit through their soft, thin skin and crush their little brains, they still hop around avoiding the rain drops, dancing in the puddles, enjoying every second of the storm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Maybe I should be more like the frogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-1422240867249415343?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/1422240867249415343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/1422240867249415343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-22-happy-frogs.html' title='Day 22 - Happy Frogs'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VuFESlt1oVQ/TtW0NEbHx8I/AAAAAAAADdE/NOqZSXhT4ak/s72-c/Day+22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-4762012092521537316</id><published>2011-11-21T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T13:23:54.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 21 - Tracks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cCOEzmrFG20/TtW0E8hX6TI/AAAAAAAADc8/Rf0Yjx5QVMs/s1600/Day+21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cCOEzmrFG20/TtW0E8hX6TI/AAAAAAAADc8/Rf0Yjx5QVMs/s400/Day+21.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to sit facing forward in a train, it lets me see what is coming ahead, and whatever passes by is long gone in an instant..If only life was that easy, being able to see what lies ahead, being able to forget what has passed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home from a job interview, I was thinking about why I am here...the future seems so unsure, just like how it is on the tracks. You want to get to the destination, but you don't know what road blocks lie ahead, which detour life might lead you on...whether I am called to stay on or go home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-4762012092521537316?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4762012092521537316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4762012092521537316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-21-tracks.html' title='Day 21 - Tracks'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cCOEzmrFG20/TtW0E8hX6TI/AAAAAAAADc8/Rf0Yjx5QVMs/s72-c/Day+21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-4815541929986257814</id><published>2011-11-20T16:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T16:06:59.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 20 - Twenty eleven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uUM_INIZc2Q/TsiutTUoCnI/AAAAAAAADbM/OxKKjv9Wt4A/s1600/day+20.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uUM_INIZc2Q/TsiutTUoCnI/AAAAAAAADbM/OxKKjv9Wt4A/s320/day+20.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is 20.11.2011. Double 2011, double the joy of what seems to be a pretty good year (so far)&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the great opportunities and plans to come in the future...&lt;br /&gt;only God knows what..:)&lt;br /&gt;and I can only pray that I'll have the wisdom to grab every freaking opportunity that comes in my way...&lt;br /&gt;all for the sake of a brighter future! :D Hip hip hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm so cheesy*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-4815541929986257814?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4815541929986257814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4815541929986257814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-20-twenty-eleven.html' title='Day 20 - Twenty eleven'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uUM_INIZc2Q/TsiutTUoCnI/AAAAAAAADbM/OxKKjv9Wt4A/s72-c/day+20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-3464293339531650045</id><published>2011-11-19T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T16:01:39.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 19 - Have a bite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rQA6kxA6YRU/TsivJRWHf0I/AAAAAAAADbk/78PcRTuPNwY/s1600/day19.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rQA6kxA6YRU/TsivJRWHf0I/AAAAAAAADbk/78PcRTuPNwY/s320/day19.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a glimpse of the Rainbow pudding (which was sadly not edible);&lt;br /&gt;I had Mango pudding! (which was fortunately very edible)&lt;br /&gt;and it didn't only looked good, the taste complimented its appearance too...&lt;br /&gt;Yummy in my Tummy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-3464293339531650045?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/3464293339531650045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/3464293339531650045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-19-have-bite.html' title='Day 19 - Have a bite'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rQA6kxA6YRU/TsivJRWHf0I/AAAAAAAADbk/78PcRTuPNwY/s72-c/day19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-5997633877108718200</id><published>2011-11-18T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T15:57:23.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 18 - Rainbow Pudding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--lbXFK-mDRs/TsivAMDWVrI/AAAAAAAADbc/EfeH43AJaCw/s1600/day18.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--lbXFK-mDRs/TsivAMDWVrI/AAAAAAAADbc/EfeH43AJaCw/s320/day18.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My final presentation went pretty well today, the lecturer (who was initially quite worried about my progress and final video) was pretty impressed that I managed to pull it through...haha! Never underestimate an ex-MMU multimedia student, I must say...we all have been through worse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my presentation, I was walking around the corridors of the Digital Media building (which have been turned into a final year project exhibition) and I saw this pretty interesting contraption. It was just a simple loop video of abstract images projected on to (what seems to be) pudding, or it could've been wax. I didn't try to touch it as I feared I might get sued for sabotaging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainbow colors weren't there originally...but strangely science and nature has its ways on film...:) *pretty*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-5997633877108718200?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/5997633877108718200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/5997633877108718200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-18-rainbow-pudding.html' title='Day 18 - Rainbow Pudding'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--lbXFK-mDRs/TsivAMDWVrI/AAAAAAAADbc/EfeH43AJaCw/s72-c/day18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-4742508147987086454</id><published>2011-11-17T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T15:47:34.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 17 - Feeling blue? :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MFtH3FfJBUw/Tsiu48KFeEI/AAAAAAAADbU/OGQbU3r84HA/s1600/day17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MFtH3FfJBUw/Tsiu48KFeEI/AAAAAAAADbU/OGQbU3r84HA/s320/day17.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Got some blue nail polish to go with Amelia and Ruby's birthday party theme on Saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Best of all, my new blue polish changes its tone according to my "mood", so it seems...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yea kinda like how mood rings work, they change according to the temperature (bet you didn't know that! Ha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It really works!&amp;nbsp;I tried washing my hands with freezing cold water and it turned into a darker shade of blue! Fascinating...:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I put some on my toes, so now everyone will know when I have cold feet (literally :P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-4742508147987086454?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4742508147987086454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4742508147987086454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-17-feeling-blue.html' title='Day 17 - Feeling blue? :)'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MFtH3FfJBUw/Tsiu48KFeEI/AAAAAAAADbU/OGQbU3r84HA/s72-c/day17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-1135725163628835909</id><published>2011-11-16T08:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T15:38:09.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 16 - 6 am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vGDsssu25eM/Tsitm4_k6TI/AAAAAAAADbE/Z_HsrjLVlJo/s1600/day16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vGDsssu25eM/Tsitm4_k6TI/AAAAAAAADbE/Z_HsrjLVlJo/s320/day16.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 6 am in the morning and the sun was already out...&lt;br /&gt;Peeking through the curtains, beckoning me to wake up to a brand new day...&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, the bed won the battle for a couple more hours of snoozing :P&lt;br /&gt;Ah holiday bliss!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-1135725163628835909?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/1135725163628835909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/1135725163628835909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-16-6-am.html' title='Day 16 - 6 am'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vGDsssu25eM/Tsitm4_k6TI/AAAAAAAADbE/Z_HsrjLVlJo/s72-c/day16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-1840247260611583723</id><published>2011-11-15T07:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T07:24:18.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 15 - Guess who woke me up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tqx_VBE3XI4/TsLzt2ceHKI/AAAAAAAADZY/53FMn_kJgi4/s1600/day15.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tqx_VBE3XI4/TsLzt2ceHKI/AAAAAAAADZY/53FMn_kJgi4/s400/day15.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675366449474837666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Opened my eyes this morning to be greeted by a pair of Oh-so adorable buggy eyes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;Yeaa..can you guess who he is? :D He was a gift from my cousin and her boyfriend...&lt;br /&gt;So cute right...my sister would be so jealous...tee hee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-1840247260611583723?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/1840247260611583723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/1840247260611583723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-15-guess-who-woke-me-up.html' title='Day 15 - Guess who woke me up!'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tqx_VBE3XI4/TsLzt2ceHKI/AAAAAAAADZY/53FMn_kJgi4/s72-c/day15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-8210945235942349974</id><published>2011-11-14T07:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T20:26:26.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 14 - The day I popped out from my mom's........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QlFn4zXp4GE/TsLyfF4-qOI/AAAAAAAADZM/zkeH6LuEYPY/s1600/day14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675365096411277538" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QlFn4zXp4GE/TsLyfF4-qOI/AAAAAAAADZM/zkeH6LuEYPY/s400/day14.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....safe, loving womb (what were you guys thinking? tsk tsk tsk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been 23 years already! Amazing how time flies! and to think that I have been here for about 5 months now! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I'm sure glad that I made this choice...even happier that God gave me this opportunity to come over to Australia...to meet all the nice people, make so many awesome friends ( who buys you birthday cakes..yum!) and experience the LIFE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who could've imagine what I would be doing right now if I hadn't had grabbed this opportunity...:P&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/38574798-8210945235942349974?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/8210945235942349974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/8210945235942349974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-14-day-i-popped-out-from-my-moms.html' title='Day 14 - The day I popped out from my mom&apos;s........'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QlFn4zXp4GE/TsLyfF4-qOI/AAAAAAAADZM/zkeH6LuEYPY/s72-c/day14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-5073739139783146422</id><published>2011-11-13T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T07:13:44.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 13 - So begins the excitement!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WHL8R3fBH9I/TsLxuXtSAOI/AAAAAAAADZA/JcPBKa6JI8Q/s1600/day13.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WHL8R3fBH9I/TsLxuXtSAOI/AAAAAAAADZA/JcPBKa6JI8Q/s400/day13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675364259380461794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So begins the excitement when I received a box of Adriano Zumbo  macaroons from my cousin...I apologize that I have never heard of them (the lazy bum never get out of home syndrome) but after I looked it up, it's apparently really really famous here! and hence really hard to get....Thank you *hearts*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-5073739139783146422?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/5073739139783146422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/5073739139783146422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-13-so-begins-excitement.html' title='Day 13 - So begins the excitement!'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WHL8R3fBH9I/TsLxuXtSAOI/AAAAAAAADZA/JcPBKa6JI8Q/s72-c/day13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-456450796080329917</id><published>2011-11-12T07:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T07:10:45.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 12 - Are you ready?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eP6cOTgvGZQ/TsLw7sKQUcI/AAAAAAAADY0/0RBTpWC9VlI/s1600/day12.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eP6cOTgvGZQ/TsLw7sKQUcI/AAAAAAAADY0/0RBTpWC9VlI/s400/day12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675363388697366978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy am I so ready to end this semester! First presentation on Monday! Super excited much! This time I put a little more effort on the packaging and the presentation...It is after all the little things that makes the biggest impact! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-456450796080329917?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/456450796080329917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/456450796080329917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-12-are-you-ready.html' title='Day 12 - Are you ready?'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eP6cOTgvGZQ/TsLw7sKQUcI/AAAAAAAADY0/0RBTpWC9VlI/s72-c/day12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-4470117545338450621</id><published>2011-11-11T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T21:57:51.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 11 - 11.11.11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YyOq-kerd_I/Tr56jcwEu8I/AAAAAAAADX8/u_35frUYNy4/s1600/day%2B11.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YyOq-kerd_I/Tr56jcwEu8I/AAAAAAAADX8/u_35frUYNy4/s400/day%2B11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674107329965243330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yeap it's the eleventh day of November...Hence 11.11.11 ! How nice :D&lt;div&gt;Amongst all the excitement and Facebook updates about how significant this day is, I just had to give in to peer pressure...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11.11am 11.11.11 - Made a wish? not quite...was paying too much attention to getting this shot...oh bother...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, what did you wish for? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-4470117545338450621?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4470117545338450621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4470117545338450621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-11-111111.html' title='Day 11 - 11.11.11'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YyOq-kerd_I/Tr56jcwEu8I/AAAAAAAADX8/u_35frUYNy4/s72-c/day%2B11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-8852921637937212363</id><published>2011-11-10T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T21:53:26.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 10- The Best of Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nNOV7Zrh5Es/Tr54-tRDw9I/AAAAAAAADXs/aT40flHDwSg/s1600/day10.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nNOV7Zrh5Es/Tr54-tRDw9I/AAAAAAAADXs/aT40flHDwSg/s400/day10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674105599231771602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love Nicholas Spark's books...and you can imagine I got pretty excited when I saw this billboard...too excited that I had to grab out my ipod to get a picture for my fellow Spark fanatic friends... &lt;div&gt;*who cares about the people staring at the weird girl taking a picture of a billboard*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really want to read this book...now that I'm on the last book in my Spark's collection..good thing this came out in time to satisfy my continuous Spark craves..:D Yippee! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-8852921637937212363?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/8852921637937212363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/8852921637937212363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-10-best-of-me.html' title='Day 10- The Best of Me'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nNOV7Zrh5Es/Tr54-tRDw9I/AAAAAAAADXs/aT40flHDwSg/s72-c/day10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-5159184870450724717</id><published>2011-11-09T09:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T21:13:01.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 9 - Wondering what the future holds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qGjsblzHHUs/Tr5uZfzrZYI/AAAAAAAADXQ/iwWbRIgWkW4/s1600/day9.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qGjsblzHHUs/Tr5uZfzrZYI/AAAAAAAADXQ/iwWbRIgWkW4/s400/day9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674093964847441282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm sorry I couldn't be optimistic everyday...:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Especially on days like today, I often just sit and wonder what the future holds for me and sometimes it makes me sad, anxious and pretty worried...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I read an article about a conversation between a man and God :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Man: Tell me, why has life become complicated now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jesus: Stop analyzing life. Just live it. Analysis is what makes it complicated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Man: why are we then constantly unhappy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jesus: Your today is the tomorrow that you worried about yesterday. You are worrying because you are analyzing. Worrying has become your habit. That’s why you are not happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Man: But how can we not worry when there is so much uncertainty?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jesus: Uncertainty is inevitable, but worrying is optional.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Man: But then, there is so much pain due to uncertainty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jesus: Pain is inevitable, but suffering is optional.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Man: If suffering is optional, why do good people always suffer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jesus: Diamond cannot be polished without friction. Gold cannot be purified without fire. Good people go through trials, but don’t suffer. With that experience their life become better not bitter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Man: You mean to say such experience is useful?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jesus: Yes. In every term, Experience is a hard teacher. She gives the test first and the lessons afterwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~*~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now that I think again, I guess my 23 years on the surface of the earth hasn't been that bad after all...True that I face problems now and then, but eventually things will fall into place, and life will continue to go on... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-5159184870450724717?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/5159184870450724717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/5159184870450724717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-9-wondering-what-future-holds.html' title='Day 9 - Wondering what the future holds'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qGjsblzHHUs/Tr5uZfzrZYI/AAAAAAAADXQ/iwWbRIgWkW4/s72-c/day9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-465231504133621614</id><published>2011-11-08T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T21:01:34.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 8 - Purple sunburst</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iQg3zp7BFZ8/Tr5tk26S2hI/AAAAAAAADXE/QbsPa-IsGAw/s1600/day7.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iQg3zp7BFZ8/Tr5tk26S2hI/AAAAAAAADXE/QbsPa-IsGAw/s400/day7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674093060516141586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One thing I love about Sydney are the purple trees...&lt;div&gt;and they are practically EVERYWHERE this summer...&lt;div&gt;They look amazingly pretty, even more when the sunbeam shines through them...!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is really an artist! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-465231504133621614?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/465231504133621614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/465231504133621614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-8-purple-sunburst.html' title='Day 8 - Purple sunburst'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iQg3zp7BFZ8/Tr5tk26S2hI/AAAAAAAADXE/QbsPa-IsGAw/s72-c/day7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-7510615063752547448</id><published>2011-11-07T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T21:28:50.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 7 - Freebies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J4-AWpcRQRw/Tr50aDHBR6I/AAAAAAAADXg/OwOPDvxB8wQ/s1600/slurpie.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J4-AWpcRQRw/Tr50aDHBR6I/AAAAAAAADXg/OwOPDvxB8wQ/s400/slurpie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674100571393574818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;*photo credits - Sheryl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I just realized I may have skipped day 7 of November...:( &lt;div&gt;But then again, we went out for Slurpies...and what's better than Slurpies? FREE Slurpies!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everybody love free stuff...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that practically just made my day...easy to please huh? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-7510615063752547448?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/7510615063752547448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/7510615063752547448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/11/7-freebies.html' title='Day 7 - Freebies'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J4-AWpcRQRw/Tr50aDHBR6I/AAAAAAAADXg/OwOPDvxB8wQ/s72-c/slurpie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-5022865735036452956</id><published>2011-11-06T08:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T20:52:32.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6 - Colorful morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uEiQCf81ld0/Tr5qfGt5cYI/AAAAAAAADW4/2cC6pY7CQsk/s1600/day6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uEiQCf81ld0/Tr5qfGt5cYI/AAAAAAAADW4/2cC6pY7CQsk/s400/day6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674089663145013634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The first Sunday of November! Hooray! &lt;div&gt;Probably the best day of this week...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weather is beautiful, not too hot...not too cold...but the best feeling of all is to wake up early (despite the late Saturday night) for a cold morning shower, getting ready for church =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What better way to start a new week with a little positive enthusiasm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Color a dull gray week by putting your heart to living it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-5022865735036452956?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/5022865735036452956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/5022865735036452956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-6-colorful-morning.html' title='Day 6 - Colorful morning'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uEiQCf81ld0/Tr5qfGt5cYI/AAAAAAAADW4/2cC6pY7CQsk/s72-c/day6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-614849204527369544</id><published>2011-11-05T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T20:44:30.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5 - Lazy Afternoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qfSP6JvUq3E/Tr5pIwzeJhI/AAAAAAAADWs/ddmq3etb8Hc/s1600/day5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qfSP6JvUq3E/Tr5pIwzeJhI/AAAAAAAADWs/ddmq3etb8Hc/s400/day5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674088179794060818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qfSP6JvUq3E/Tr5pIwzeJhI/AAAAAAAADWs/ddmq3etb8Hc/s1600/day5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for lazy Saturday afternoons for doing practically nothing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'nuff said...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-614849204527369544?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/614849204527369544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/614849204527369544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-5-lazy-afternoon.html' title='Day 5 - Lazy Afternoon'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qfSP6JvUq3E/Tr5pIwzeJhI/AAAAAAAADWs/ddmq3etb8Hc/s72-c/day5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-6788701309965191434</id><published>2011-11-04T18:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T19:26:18.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4 - Home-cooked Bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TxX5R7GZ1Eo/TrPLumBj_DI/AAAAAAAADQw/7Y_YlEpSHEM/s1600/day4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TxX5R7GZ1Eo/TrPLumBj_DI/AAAAAAAADQw/7Y_YlEpSHEM/s400/day4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671100357131107378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I must admit my food photography skills is not on the professional side...but it still doesn't change how much I love food! Especially home cooked ones, freshly hot from the kitchen and ready to eat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-6788701309965191434?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/6788701309965191434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/6788701309965191434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-4-home-cooked-bliss.html' title='Day 4 - Home-cooked Bliss'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TxX5R7GZ1Eo/TrPLumBj_DI/AAAAAAAADQw/7Y_YlEpSHEM/s72-c/day4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-55503909783187397</id><published>2011-11-03T18:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T18:43:21.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3 - It's cold outside</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h0qaNiHSdpc/TrO-3THOkzI/AAAAAAAADQY/VMFmksSHiZY/s1600/day3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h0qaNiHSdpc/TrO-3THOkzI/AAAAAAAADQY/VMFmksSHiZY/s400/day3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671086213022257970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was 17 degrees outside today...&lt;div&gt;Quite low a temperature for Malaysian skin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not very comfy, especially when the usually cosy veranda is too cold to sit and finish my assignments...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But a weather like this makes hot Milo even yummier...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank God for hot chocolate on cold days like this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-55503909783187397?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/55503909783187397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/55503909783187397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-3-its-cold-outside.html' title='Day 3 - It&apos;s cold outside'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h0qaNiHSdpc/TrO-3THOkzI/AAAAAAAADQY/VMFmksSHiZY/s72-c/day3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-5659443364030643145</id><published>2011-11-02T05:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T05:59:08.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 - Thank You for the Music!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i7-wbsd0OwQ/TrBq32NTtJI/AAAAAAAADQM/LK7iF9-47-w/s1600/day2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i7-wbsd0OwQ/TrBq32NTtJI/AAAAAAAADQM/LK7iF9-47-w/s400/day2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670149438536135826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Glee is back on TV tonight! Happy me jumps for joy!&lt;div&gt;I'm not in it for the drama, more for the songs, performance (and of course the cute guys)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But have you ever thought of a world without music?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank God for skillful musicians (and craftsmen) who help brought music into the world...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;otherwise, life would be so monotonous and dull...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go ahead, hum a merry song today! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-5659443364030643145?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/5659443364030643145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/5659443364030643145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-2-thank-you-for-music.html' title='Day 2 - Thank You for the Music!'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i7-wbsd0OwQ/TrBq32NTtJI/AAAAAAAADQM/LK7iF9-47-w/s72-c/day2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-7853192555710080889</id><published>2011-11-01T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T23:03:17.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 - Waking up to November</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uYmCF1xx3A8/TrAFMV9EorI/AAAAAAAADQA/oxGjRiXTJLU/s1600/day1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uYmCF1xx3A8/TrAFMV9EorI/AAAAAAAADQA/oxGjRiXTJLU/s400/day1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670037640469324466" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Waking up to a cool November morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The drizzle doesn't ruin the mood, but refreshes it instead...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I enjoy a little morning shower anyways...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm feeling so energetic (because I slept at 9:30 the night before)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so I decided to be healthy and to take a slow walk home from the train station instead...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Good thing the rain has stopped, and the sun is out, but not too hot...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;perfect weather for a stroll...breathe in the fresh cool air, enjoying the things that I have never noticed before...(feels like I'm in a music video now right) haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Let's just end it here, before things gets too cheesy...:P&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/38574798-7853192555710080889?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/7853192555710080889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/7853192555710080889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-1-waking-up-to-november.html' title='Day 1 - Waking up to November'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uYmCF1xx3A8/TrAFMV9EorI/AAAAAAAADQA/oxGjRiXTJLU/s72-c/day1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-9114955969001785674</id><published>2011-10-31T22:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T06:03:13.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Things Come in Pairs</title><content type='html'>November has finally arrived once again...and what better way to celebrate my favorite month of the year than with a  little 30-day photo tribute...:)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I henceforth name this project "Good Things Come in Pairs"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why? you ask...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well let me tell you why!! In case you haven't already noticed, November is the 11th month of the year, the only month in the calendar to have a double digit, repetitive number...and what's better is, it's the year 2011, thus making November even more special than ever!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This November, I want to find something to be thankful about everyday...take some snapshots, and maybe write a rhyme or two...perhaps I'll eventually forget my constant #foreveralone and #self-pity woes and worries, realize that my life isn't actually that bad...and even if I cannot find a picture at the end of the day, I promise (all my fans out there) that I will eventually squeeze something out..;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well hopefully I will be disciplined and artistically motivated enough to finish this 30-days project...( I often am amazed at how other people are able to keep to their 365 day photo projects) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh also...did I mention that these photos will be taken on a normal digital point and shoot camera? I believe photography is in the skills, not the tools..and I shall prove that too..:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough said, let's start shall we? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#Move over October! Make space for Awesomeness! &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/38574798-9114955969001785674?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/9114955969001785674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/9114955969001785674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/10/good-things-come-in-pairs.html' title='Good Things Come in Pairs'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-4041071769889054993</id><published>2011-10-16T14:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T15:09:29.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nutella Drink..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I mixed Nutella and Milk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 215px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KzfJ2TPPkB4/Tpp-pDbZpxI/AAAAAAAADLQ/cPOxTy1OzHg/s400/milk-8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663978725131790098" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tasted like Nutella and Milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EGQW70ov_P4/Tpp9g6-rIQI/AAAAAAAADLE/QUHG_VO9wRA/s1600/DSC08747.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EGQW70ov_P4/Tpp9g6-rIQI/AAAAAAAADLE/QUHG_VO9wRA/s400/DSC08747.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663977485913235714" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gimmick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9lUfK61hXEs/Tpp_VNoz5YI/AAAAAAAADLo/u34A97HipT8/s1600/345007_700b.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9lUfK61hXEs/Tpp_VNoz5YI/AAAAAAAADLo/u34A97HipT8/s400/345007_700b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663979483786634626" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I might have just poisoned myself with this sweetness overload. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My brain isn't working correctly now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-4041071769889054993?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4041071769889054993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4041071769889054993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/10/nutella-drink.html' title='Nutella Drink..'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KzfJ2TPPkB4/Tpp-pDbZpxI/AAAAAAAADLQ/cPOxTy1OzHg/s72-c/milk-8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-1772505632245486300</id><published>2011-10-14T07:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T07:31:29.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for Jeffrey</title><content type='html'>I have no idea why the sudden flashbacks to my childhood memories these days. Being me, most of them are quite blurry, except the fact that there used to be a little boy whom I often played with at grandma's house. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But years past, and both of us kinda found other interests in life, besides morning cartoons and playtime before afternoon school. So I guess we drifted apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I can remember of him now is that his name was Jeffrey (or could it be Geoffrey?) I really don't know. I tried finding him on Facebook, but it was impossible, judging the fact that I can't really remember his last name, or let alone which school he went to, and there are thousands and thousands of "Jeffrey"s in Klang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He had an older brother named Jason (For what I could recall) and maybe a younger sister?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if you are a Jeffrey from Klang (Malaysia), possibly born in the year 1988? have an older brother named Jason, and a younger sister, used to live in Solok Beroga (or around that area), have a vague memory of coming over to a little corner house to watch cartoons with a little girl, played with Jenga bricks in a room full of stools. Maybe took a lesson or two of home tutoring with my grandmother(Mrs Lim).  I'd like to reconnect with you again...:) To see how much you have changed (though I can't really remember how you look like too)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This seems so strange, like posting a missing person advert..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you know any Jeffrey from Klang, do forward this to him..haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-1772505632245486300?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/1772505632245486300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/1772505632245486300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/10/looking-for-jeffrey.html' title='Looking for Jeffrey'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-3734345769659903956</id><published>2011-10-12T15:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T15:56:07.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastination Time!</title><content type='html'>Distraction strikes again..this time in a really cute form..:(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3g2KA9aCV5I" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Tucker, my cousin's maltipoo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh, I miss my babies back at home...D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-3734345769659903956?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/3734345769659903956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/3734345769659903956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/10/procrastination-time.html' title='Procrastination Time!'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/3g2KA9aCV5I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-4532968095219938047</id><published>2011-10-10T09:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T10:11:57.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nasi Lemak 2.0</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E_OONwWrUro/Tl2r8-qo8fI/AAAAAAAACIg/aX4SGbabtfY/s320/Nasi+Lemak+2.0+movie+review+Namewee+Karen+Kong.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E_OONwWrUro/Tl2r8-qo8fI/AAAAAAAACIg/aX4SGbabtfY/s320/Nasi+Lemak+2.0+movie+review+Namewee+Karen+Kong.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Produced by Malaysian Youtube sensation- Namewee, Nasi Lemak 2.0 was definitely a show I was anticipating since the launch of its trailer. Though I have to admit, I didn't really quite understand the plot of the movie at first by watching the trailer, however, knowing and seeing some of Namewee's previous works (some which even caused him trouble with the Malaysian government and laws) I was more curious to how Namewee will tell the story, let alone portray the little flaws we Malaysians have. Malaysia, after all, isn't a perfect country, but then again nothing is perfect in this world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Camera wise, this local film is full off cheesy and amateur visual effects, which sadly isn't quite my cup of tea. Nevertheless, the content of the show was what I really have to salute Namewee for. Bursting with many hidden meanings and controversial norms, this movie is made for true Malaysians to understand and appreciate. Growing up and practically spent my whole life in Malaysia, I can't recount the number of times I had to laugh or snigger at the countless inside jokes implanted in Nasi Lemak 2.0. Something, which the non-Malaysians couldn't comprehend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few weeks after its release on the big screen, Nasi Lemak 2.0 received some critics about the racism and stereotype of its contents. Though, one that really caught my attention was a certain critic from some local news agency, who criticized Namewee and his creation of being racist and encouraged the nation to boycott the movie, and not to support it, just because of the style and contents of Namewee's past videos. All these criticizing and yet coming from a critic who haven't even seen the show, let alone be bothered to watch it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sad to say, that there are still simple minded and childish folks in Malaysia. I, for one, am against this. Nasi Lemak 2.0 is definitely a must watch. A "wake up call" for everybody in Malaysia, regardless of what race you are, regardless of the language you speak. If you're not going to watch it, how are you going to know it is THAT bad?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've seen negative comments about this show, saying that the first few minutes of the show portrays a negative view of a certain race in our country, and that was a turn off to continue watching the show. (Firstly, I want to apologize for what I'm about to say may be racist to some people) Well let's recall, the chinese have always been portrayed as the antagonist in most local films. In fact, when was the last time we even see any chinese in a locally produced film. Actually scrape that...when was the last time we even saw a local film with all different races in it, portraying both good and bad? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probably in the times when Yasmin Ahmad ruled the local film industry, and am I glad that someone else has step up to follow her footsteps of a "one nation" mindset in filmography, even though his style is a little harsher and straightforward, the concept is still in there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nasi Lemak 2.0 has got the good guys and the bad guys in all different races. Don't just let a few minutes portrayal of the malay gangsters fool you. Later on in the show, we will also be introduced to Kak Noor, the fisherman and his wives, Baba and nyonya, the curry master, all of different ethnics and backgrounds, all the good guys. There will also be chinese bad guys too. So this film is not pro-Chinese. It is actually an amazing mix of culture that brings out what the Malaysian nation truly is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;True enough, that the main character of the movie was racist in the beginning of the show, but he learned his mistake in the end (Don't everybody) and truth be told, I will never see Nasi Lemak the same way ever again, I always thought it was just a Malay delicacy, but after watching the show, Nasi Lemak is more to just a Malay delicacy. Curry spices from the Indians, Sambal secrets from the Baba and Nyonyas. It's influences from the many different Malaysian culture is what brings out the best flavors of the dish, and that should be the same amongst our nation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;True enough that there were some inside jokes of Malaysia. But we cannot deny the fact that it's true isn't it? Why can't we just laugh it off, and take these little "easter eggs" as a deep realization and change for the better, instead of sulking and moping around and saying that it's a bombard towards certain people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not every Malay is spoilt by the government, not every Chinese is self-centered, not every Indian won't care less. There will always be good and bad people, and let's just keep it this way as "Good and Bad people" not "Good Malays and Bad Malays" or "Good Chinese and Bad Chinese" or even "Good Indians and Bad Indians". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Malaysia is a country of so many different races and culture. That's what makes it so unique. The people of this country are called Malaysians, we are not Malays or Chinese of Indians. True we might look different from each other, but in the inside how different are we all from each other anyways? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So to those who have yet to watch Nasi Lemak 2.0, and to those stubbornly wanting to boycott this film, I say, why not just put all your ego, pride and thoughts aside and just watch this film as it is - a wake up call, not a mockery. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here I end it with a salute to Namewee. A job well done! :)&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/38574798-4532968095219938047?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4532968095219938047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4532968095219938047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/10/nasi-lemak-20.html' title='Nasi Lemak 2.0'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E_OONwWrUro/Tl2r8-qo8fI/AAAAAAAACIg/aX4SGbabtfY/s72-c/Nasi+Lemak+2.0+movie+review+Namewee+Karen+Kong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-6239711974857873372</id><published>2011-10-08T18:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T19:16:58.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Octo-october</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's the 8th of October. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever wondered why October was named "Octo-ber"? Well I have...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought "Octo" was like a special term for the number "8".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hence, Octo-pus, Oct-agon, Octo-roon?( I totally just googled that up - It means someone having one EIGHTH black ancestry), Octo-mum? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If that's the case, shouldn't August be "October" instead of October, because it's the 8th month of the year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh random thoughts...why you boggle my mind?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lately I have been very drawn into my animation assignment, enough to actually (kind of) neglect my main project for Interactive Media. Though it is a lot of work, it's really addictive once I start working on it. I can go on for hours! Watching the end product was satisfying as well...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Likewise, been watching plenty of animation works. Learning new techniques and getting fresh ideas along the way. Seeing my cousin work on her project has been really interesting as well...and you have to see her work, even her unfinished, progressing work looks so impressive. Makes me feel like a noob, which I am anyways...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ca9ae87f41018254" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dca9ae87f41018254%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331450626%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4F5C25AF87BC0538B3117F0B91B5A57D9DC0553E.49E8016B1D8741B49F5CBC070B23AF8D60D1A1D4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dca9ae87f41018254%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJkbmqs3jrOCit27cB8IHKAjuSvI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dca9ae87f41018254%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331450626%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4F5C25AF87BC0538B3117F0B91B5A57D9DC0553E.49E8016B1D8741B49F5CBC070B23AF8D60D1A1D4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dca9ae87f41018254%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJkbmqs3jrOCit27cB8IHKAjuSvI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't wait for November...hopefully I'll survive till then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile, I think I have a wisdom tooth growing (after years of believing I'm blessed without them)...It's not painful, but it's poking into my cheek, which is VERY annoying... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank God that I don't have to see a dentist for that...which got me thinking, maybe I should save up for braces when I get back to Malaysia...(why-oh-why did I not grab on my mum's offer back when I was in primary school)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I were to travel back to time, one of things I'll probably do is to go back and convince younger me to get braces...and to take care of my eyes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What would you do if you were to travel back in time? :)&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/38574798-6239711974857873372?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/6239711974857873372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/6239711974857873372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/10/octo-october.html' title='Octo-october'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-5499857750869637795</id><published>2011-10-04T20:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T20:46:23.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Followers? :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xkVdroayx1Y/Tor4HTIwU0I/AAAAAAAADKU/Yw5n1Z2Vpsc/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-10-04%2Bat%2B11.11.01%2BPM.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xkVdroayx1Y/Tor4HTIwU0I/AAAAAAAADKU/Yw5n1Z2Vpsc/s400/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-10-04%2Bat%2B11.11.01%2BPM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659608686024217410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels good to see people (apart from my friends) actually following this dingy little rant space...but Thanks...you guys just made my day:)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*hearts hearts* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~*~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life has been pretty busy here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bless the 2 major assignments that I'm practically married to for 2 months (and possibly till the end of November)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7UgLI26uLb8/Tor8G_uPi_I/AAAAAAAADKk/WntLXR0ijsE/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-10-04%2Bat%2B11.26.58%2BPM.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7UgLI26uLb8/Tor8G_uPi_I/AAAAAAAADKk/WntLXR0ijsE/s400/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-10-04%2Bat%2B11.26.58%2BPM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659613078859254770" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 222px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Husband #1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h-we7c3CEeY/Tor8Gsv3HcI/AAAAAAAADKc/x6Sn0C96q-c/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-10-04%2Bat%2B11.28.12%2BPM.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h-we7c3CEeY/Tor8Gsv3HcI/AAAAAAAADKc/x6Sn0C96q-c/s400/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-10-04%2Bat%2B11.28.12%2BPM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659613073765768642" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 206px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Husband #2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rickey.org/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/Harry-Shum-Jr-Yellow-Magazine-01-2011-03-31.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.rickey.org/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/Harry-Shum-Jr-Yellow-Magazine-01-2011-03-31.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 483px; height: 338px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Husband #3 ( I wish ..haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I get so stressed out &lt;s&gt;sometimes&lt;/s&gt; most of the time, I binge on snacks which is not good at all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then more often than not, I get distracted by Facebook...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not forgetting Glee, How I met your mother (and now Merlin) to "drown out my assignment sorrows"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeap. I live the life of a hermit, sad to say...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very, very bad indeed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am very looking forward to Tour de Melbourne in December....I need to see more than the four corners of my computer screen...D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-5499857750869637795?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/5499857750869637795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/5499857750869637795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/10/followers.html' title='Followers? :)'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xkVdroayx1Y/Tor4HTIwU0I/AAAAAAAADKU/Yw5n1Z2Vpsc/s72-c/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-10-04%2Bat%2B11.11.01%2BPM.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-7458788798781480106</id><published>2011-09-27T20:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T20:45:42.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Women's Camp in WOLLONGONG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I went to women's camp in Wollongong last weekend...and it was good...(tiring but good)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I learned loads about my identity and roles of being a woman of God and the correct and God-pleasing ways of Boy-Girl relationships, and by BGR I don't only mean bf/gf stuff..but also how we should think and behave with our fellow brothers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, it was a pretty amazing camp! and though I must admit I am indeed getting old, and could barely keep up with all the crazily energetic teenagers, I definitely did not go home empty handed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came to realize my relationship status with God, what I should do to continue to keep the fire burning, and how I can continue to please Him and achieve His plans for me in this wonderful life He was given me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joining Women's Camp was a good change and a great wake up call for me. I see so much passion these Australian girls have for God, how much they are willing to put aside for Him, how strong-willed they are to be God's warrior princesses, marching forward towards the goal...and what material greed and the pursue of success have done to me really saddens me...I am not saying that we have to totally forget our education to do works of God...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know for sure that God has given me this lifetime opportunity to continue my studies abroad, therefor I still continue to try and achieve the best results for Him, but I must also remind myself not to obsess or become engross in my work till the point I put it ahead of Him( which more often is what I tend to do)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-7458788798781480106?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/7458788798781480106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/7458788798781480106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/09/womens-camp-in-wollongong.html' title='Women&apos;s Camp in WOLLONGONG!'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-2047091284046880769</id><published>2011-09-13T17:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T18:24:32.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choi-strucked</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Another new week in the land down under...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I kickstarted the week with the most surreal feeling ever, receiving a email reply from youtube sensation David Choi, allowing me to use a part of his song for my upcoming animation assignment!! This of course made me so inspired and hyped up to start working on it immediately, though some people had to put out my flame..*shrugs* haters gotta be haters...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;It seems that my new week was already starting off really positively. What more could ever happen to make it better? :D David Choi (Yea..him again) decided to have some online fan art contest thingy, cause he wanted a change in his display picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dcdDNiHd5mM/Tm8jxxUTNrI/AAAAAAAADJk/AjGJPDwsUyA/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-09-13%2Bat%2B7.31.26%2BPM.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dcdDNiHd5mM/Tm8jxxUTNrI/AAAAAAAADJk/AjGJPDwsUyA/s400/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-09-13%2Bat%2B7.31.26%2BPM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651775395332306610" style="cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 83px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;With nothing else to do, I submitted my entry here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PAxV_Wp66yQ/Tm8jx_YLRYI/AAAAAAAADJc/tG1w4TVOI_0/s1600/dav.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PAxV_Wp66yQ/Tm8jx_YLRYI/AAAAAAAADJc/tG1w4TVOI_0/s400/dav.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651775399106659714" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;and a couple of hours later, I start seeing it all over his profile! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VXtsiSybb7E/Tm8kOnp9CVI/AAAAAAAADJs/FWXfaHgBWME/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-09-12%2Bat%2B1.12.33%2BAM.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VXtsiSybb7E/Tm8kOnp9CVI/AAAAAAAADJs/FWXfaHgBWME/s400/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-09-12%2Bat%2B1.12.33%2BAM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651775890954979666" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 375px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Feels very surreal indeed...:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Hopefully this is will be a stepping stone to working in the entertainment industry...(well maybe not as a performer) even if it's distributing to publicity..I totally wouldn't mind....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VXtsiSybb7E/Tm8kOnp9CVI/AAAAAAAADJs/FWXfaHgBWME/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-09-12%2Bat%2B1.12.33%2BAM.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-56_quH5AlAk/Tm8kOhphw_I/AAAAAAAADJ0/f1iftBIjGPc/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-09-12%2Bat%2B1.13.34%2BAM.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-56_quH5AlAk/Tm8kOhphw_I/AAAAAAAADJ0/f1iftBIjGPc/s400/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-09-12%2Bat%2B1.13.34%2BAM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651775889342579698" style="cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 264px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-56_quH5AlAk/Tm8kOhphw_I/AAAAAAAADJ0/f1iftBIjGPc/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-09-12%2Bat%2B1.13.34%2BAM.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Eeek♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cRQUYaj0174/Tm8lLh_LyII/AAAAAAAADJ8/26JV1XwG6-k/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-09-13%2Bat%2B5.17.44%2BPM.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cRQUYaj0174/Tm8lLh_LyII/AAAAAAAADJ8/26JV1XwG6-k/s400/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-09-13%2Bat%2B5.17.44%2BPM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651776937405433986" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 197px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-56_quH5AlAk/Tm8kOhphw_I/AAAAAAAADJ0/f1iftBIjGPc/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-09-12%2Bat%2B1.13.34%2BAM.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ok..I feel like such a giddy, fanatic, high school girl now....*snaps back to life*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another weird thing happened the other day when I was at the station. A guy came over to me and told me that "I was gorgeous" strike up a random conversation about my ipod touch and then left casually, after saying" I just wanted to tell you, you're really gorgeous"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha..I must admit it felt good to be complimented, but all I could say was "err..thank you..:)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been awhile since some guy came around and complimented me for my looks, not that it often happens anyways..definitely not that I think I looked THAT good to get compliments often too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but sorry dude, if it was awkward, cause I think most Malaysian girls don't take compliments from random strangers very well...guess I have to get use to that now...:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me now, what will you do if a random stranger complimented you on the streets..:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/38574798-2047091284046880769?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/2047091284046880769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/2047091284046880769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/09/choi-strucked.html' title='Choi-strucked'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dcdDNiHd5mM/Tm8jxxUTNrI/AAAAAAAADJk/AjGJPDwsUyA/s72-c/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-09-13%2Bat%2B7.31.26%2BPM.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-4668566573485108538</id><published>2011-09-02T07:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T18:22:54.216+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Red Velvet Cupcakes</title><content type='html'>Yeap, I've been craving for red velvets ever since I first tasted it few months ago.&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I had to make it to satisfy that craving, cause I can't afford to buy a piece of cake here, let alone have the heart to eat it afterwards...I miss cheap Malaysian food...:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hjF6dy84sJw/TmAcpLaezTI/AAAAAAAADIs/gMHIwd3hNoc/s1600/DSC08711.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hjF6dy84sJw/TmAcpLaezTI/AAAAAAAADIs/gMHIwd3hNoc/s400/DSC08711.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647545426486676786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways, red velvets aren't as complicated as they sound, they're actually pretty easy to make, all you need is the right ingredients...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here I used a recipe I found from Nigella Lawson:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;250g plain flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 x 15ml tbsp cocoa powder, sifted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 tsp baking powder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 tsp bicarbonate of soda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;100g soft unsalted butter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;200g caster sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 x tbsp red food colouring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 tsp vanilla extract&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 eggs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;175ml buttermilk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 tsp cider vinegar or other vinegar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 x 12-bun muffin tins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Steps:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Preheat the oven to 170C and line the muffin tins with paper cases. Combine the flour, cocoa, baking powder and bicarb in a bowl. In another bowl, cream the butter and sugar, beating well, and when you have a soft, pale mixture beat in the food colouring and the vanilla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Into this vividly coloured mixture, still beating, add 1 spoonful of the dried ingredients, then 1 egg, followed by some more dried ingredients, then the other egg, followed by the rest of the dried ingredients.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Finally, beat in the buttermilk and vinegar and divide this extraordinary batter between the 24 cases.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Bake in the oven for about 20 minutes, by which time the redcurrant-sorbet-coloured batter will have morphed into a more sombre, but still juicily tinted, sponge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Leave them to cool on a wire rack and do not ice with the frosting until absolutely cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See, easy! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Red velvets are chocolate cake, but minus a lot of sugar, not as chocolatey and somewhat buttery. Their flavor usually come from the sweet frosting, so frosting is probably a must on this one...There are many kinds of frosting that you can use for your red velvets, the common one being cream cheese frosting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For these batch, I used a white chocolate frosting because I LOVE chocolate:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ingredients: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;127g white chocolate, finely chopped &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 3/4 cups confectioners' sugar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 cup milk &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 teaspoon vanilla extract &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;85g unsalted butter, softened &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pinch of salt &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Steps:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Melt the white chocolate in a double boiler. Stir until smooth. Let cool to room temperature. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Sift the confectioners' sugar into a medium bowl. Stir in the milk and vanilla. Add the butter and salt and beat until smooth. Stir in the cooled white chocolate. Refrigerate until firm enough to frost the cupcakes, about 30 minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alas! Sit back and satisfy your cravings with a cup of hot tea...heavenly:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9NnUt_GO5yk/TmAdYXwjusI/AAAAAAAADI0/QhwJQpZYhjw/s1600/DSC08710.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9NnUt_GO5yk/TmAdYXwjusI/AAAAAAAADI0/QhwJQpZYhjw/s400/DSC08710.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647546237254351554" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&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/38574798-4668566573485108538?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4668566573485108538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4668566573485108538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/09/red-velvet-cupcakes.html' title='Red Velvet Cupcakes'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hjF6dy84sJw/TmAcpLaezTI/AAAAAAAADIs/gMHIwd3hNoc/s72-c/DSC08711.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-4920884224421720728</id><published>2011-08-27T23:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T23:39:55.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Battling Bacteria..</title><content type='html'>Being sick away from home is never a good thing. Especially when the currency exchange rate makes it crazily costly to see a doctor, even worse when you're a student with no money..:(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank God for awesome relatives who were so kind to help nurse me back to good health! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not entirely cured yet, but I'm getting better...Glad to finally defeat the germs! Last week was not a very good one for me, so much for getting sick at the wrong time. I guess it's pretty much the right time for viruses and bacteria, the weather that constantly kept changing didn't really help either. People around were getting sick, and I'm so prone to catch the bug somehow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, if you're sick like how I was, one thing that really helped sooth the irritating cough and sore-throat was this honey-lemon+ginger drink...which my cousin brewed for me in the middle of the night...awww:) I must've accidentally woke her up with my coughing and wheezing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xg3RPCiAHaY/TlkOJV99hlI/AAAAAAAADIk/4NfcY55PCwY/s1600/DSC08696.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xg3RPCiAHaY/TlkOJV99hlI/AAAAAAAADIk/4NfcY55PCwY/s400/DSC08696.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645559161564268114" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It helps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus it's really tasty and easy to make...just mix honey, lemon and ginger and let them brew in steaming hot water...Lemon and ginger helps kill bacteria, and honey helps boost the immune system(and make the drink deliciously sweet)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So.........how are you guys back at home?:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-4920884224421720728?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4920884224421720728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4920884224421720728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/08/battling-bacteria.html' title='Battling Bacteria..'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xg3RPCiAHaY/TlkOJV99hlI/AAAAAAAADIk/4NfcY55PCwY/s72-c/DSC08696.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-140843330212188266</id><published>2011-08-17T22:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T22:21:16.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm running out of title names to boring posts..</title><content type='html'>Well well...It's been about 3 weeks since I started classes and I can feel the laziness and procrastination kicking in already...:( Bad me...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tucker's not helping either...every time I look at him, he's either sleeping or eating or just sitting there doing nothing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How I wish I could nap all day long, with nothing to worry about...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TkqGtPrTFo8/TkvLSXM1DqI/AAAAAAAADHc/dMa9a5jve24/s1600/pic.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TkqGtPrTFo8/TkvLSXM1DqI/AAAAAAAADHc/dMa9a5jve24/s400/pic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641826474537586338" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Being a dog must be really relaxing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5F5gnUPWvE/TkvLSARx_2I/AAAAAAAADHU/hOdZVym9vhY/s1600/hogger.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5F5gnUPWvE/TkvLSARx_2I/AAAAAAAADHU/hOdZVym9vhY/s400/hogger.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641826468384341858" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In the meantime, I think I'm falling sick:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sore throat...never a good sign...sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nevertheless, was pretty hyped up today and managed to get some work done...how productive:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y2kqvzFxGxY/TkvM8MDW5uI/AAAAAAAADHk/Xn0_KQWuUag/s1600/homelayout.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y2kqvzFxGxY/TkvM8MDW5uI/AAAAAAAADHk/Xn0_KQWuUag/s400/homelayout.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641828292611204834" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sneak Peak of my very first assignment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yea, it's very similar to the works done in my bachelor course,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;but we'll get to the awesome interactive stuff later on in the semester...patience is virtue..;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/38574798-140843330212188266?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/140843330212188266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/140843330212188266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-running-out-of-title-names-to-boring.html' title='I&apos;m running out of title names to boring posts..'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TkqGtPrTFo8/TkvLSXM1DqI/AAAAAAAADHc/dMa9a5jve24/s72-c/pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-1261361031552529725</id><published>2011-07-29T17:44:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T18:53:23.528+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Milo cupcakes</title><content type='html'>I've been on my baking mode again!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4C10r_YrgV8/TjKFQlXAbsI/AAAAAAAADFI/T0xBJWetn9U/s1600/pic2%2Bcopy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4C10r_YrgV8/TjKFQlXAbsI/AAAAAAAADFI/T0xBJWetn9U/s400/pic2%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634712603746922178" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes this is a MILO cupcake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes MILO is awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes I am a MILO addict!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since my doctor forbade me to have coffee, it has been the best alternative ever...of course I still sneak an occasional cup-o-coffee (hey, rules are meant to be broken)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but what's to satisfy my chocolate craves? - A batch of fresh MILO cupcakes! woohoo!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 cup of plain flour (sifted)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 cup of caster sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 1/2 teaspoons Baking Powder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;100g Unsalted Butter, room temperature&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;120 ml milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 tablespoons Milo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vanilla Essence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Egg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Steps:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Cream butter till light and fluffy, then slowly mix in sugar (by separate parts)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Add in eggs, vanilla essence and a pinch of salt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Mix in flour and slowly stir in 60ml of milk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. In a separate bowl, mix the remaining milk and the MILO powder together. This will create a thick, chocolatey paste. Resist temptation to eat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Mix in thick, chocolatey paste into flour mixture and stir till it's well-combined. Secretly pour in some chocolate chips (No harm to have more chocolate ;))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Grease pan or line holes with paper cases. Pour mixture evenly into pan and pop it into oven( preheated to 200°C) for approximately 20-25 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Poke with wooden skewer. It should come out clean if cupcakes are cooked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Leave it in pan for about 5 minutes, then remove them and let them cool on a rack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~*~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Forget about the frosting, it's too troublesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kj77X_3LVO8/TjKFQ_DY4sI/AAAAAAAADFQ/wICANHQ2Mzk/s1600/pic3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kj77X_3LVO8/TjKFQ_DY4sI/AAAAAAAADFQ/wICANHQ2Mzk/s400/pic3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634712610643960514" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Instead, top it with vanilla ice-cream (sprinkled with MILO).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It taste so much better than whipped sugar, plus it's so much easier to scoop and splat on cupcakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bQLpGPQ2G5E/TjKFQkVKGqI/AAAAAAAADFA/FzOj3JV1uYg/s1600/pic1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bQLpGPQ2G5E/TjKFQkVKGqI/AAAAAAAADFA/FzOj3JV1uYg/s400/pic1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634712603470731938" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The cupcakes are ready now. Curl up in a warm corner of the house, and eat with a steaming cup of MILO (or any beverage of your choice)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Definitely one great way to fulfill your chocolate needs on a cold winter's afternoon...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*Satisfaction*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-1261361031552529725?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/1261361031552529725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/1261361031552529725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/07/milo-cupcakes.html' title='Milo cupcakes'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4C10r_YrgV8/TjKFQlXAbsI/AAAAAAAADFI/T0xBJWetn9U/s72-c/pic2%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-3266642547692459465</id><published>2011-07-26T16:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T19:19:56.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A very Manly day....</title><content type='html'>It's Jen's birthday today, and definitely not a day to waste spending indoors so we headed out for a day at Manly Beach! Since the first option to the zoo was too expensive.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First beach experience since I settled in Australia! Yay...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After what seemed like a forever drive, we finally reached Manly - decided to look around for a little coffee shop - couldn't find it - found it - felt we were too hungry for coffee...so we went for lunch instead...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lunch was at a little Thai restaurant called Mortar &amp;amp; Pestle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kl4xJZLNSaM/TjJ126Vuz1I/AAAAAAAADEQ/Qm599mb5tx0/s1600/pic5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kl4xJZLNSaM/TjJ126Vuz1I/AAAAAAAADEQ/Qm599mb5tx0/s400/pic5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634695670027702098" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kl4xJZLNSaM/TjJ126Vuz1I/AAAAAAAADEQ/Qm599mb5tx0/s1600/pic5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and it was good...but not spicy enough (to Jen's dismay)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hecMo9f6CdY/TjJ12qnbk1I/AAAAAAAADEA/0XyyVcW75Oc/s1600/pic3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hecMo9f6CdY/TjJ12qnbk1I/AAAAAAAADEA/0XyyVcW75Oc/s400/pic3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634695665806971730" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hecMo9f6CdY/TjJ12qnbk1I/AAAAAAAADEA/0XyyVcW75Oc/s1600/pic3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pad Thai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hecMo9f6CdY/TjJ12qnbk1I/AAAAAAAADEA/0XyyVcW75Oc/s1600/pic3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-da4R1Gjn2og/TjJ1MH40W2I/AAAAAAAADD4/s76avL3wYiU/s1600/pic2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-da4R1Gjn2og/TjJ1MH40W2I/AAAAAAAADD4/s76avL3wYiU/s400/pic2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634694934930152290" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-da4R1Gjn2og/TjJ1MH40W2I/AAAAAAAADD4/s76avL3wYiU/s1600/pic2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Red Curry &amp;amp; Rice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l0gXUphyGuE/TjJ1MLQdmXI/AAAAAAAADDw/e39IBDXmgu4/s1600/pic1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l0gXUphyGuE/TjJ1MLQdmXI/AAAAAAAADDw/e39IBDXmgu4/s400/pic1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634694935834630514" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pad See Ewe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was somewhat satisfying, but there was always space for dessert...and what better dessert to have at the beach than &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;ICE-CREAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RafZeps_RAc/TjJ1LfgX19I/AAAAAAAADDY/fWd9F6hOyok/s1600/ice.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RafZeps_RAc/TjJ1LfgX19I/AAAAAAAADDY/fWd9F6hOyok/s400/ice.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634694924090202066" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cGkNkxNOtk4/TjJ1L-QAeaI/AAAAAAAADDo/sxot8NE656w/s1600/me.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cGkNkxNOtk4/TjJ1L-QAeaI/AAAAAAAADDo/sxot8NE656w/s400/me.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634694932343060898" style="cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Droolz.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I tell you, I've had some of the best ice-creams in Australia...jealous?..;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*&lt;a href="http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2009/06/little-down-south.html"&gt;Flashback memory to the strawberry ice-cream I had in Perth, few years back&lt;/a&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-21_ZHtK4ExE/TjJ1LoQuvWI/AAAAAAAADDg/zRBGthrogIQ/s1600/manly.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-21_ZHtK4ExE/TjJ1LoQuvWI/AAAAAAAADDg/zRBGthrogIQ/s400/manly.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634694926440512866" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KhWZWqrIFG0/TjJ13IPVGlI/AAAAAAAADEY/Q2049jBHLlI/s1600/pic6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KhWZWqrIFG0/TjJ13IPVGlI/AAAAAAAADEY/Q2049jBHLlI/s400/pic6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634695673758947922" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KhWZWqrIFG0/TjJ13IPVGlI/AAAAAAAADEY/Q2049jBHLlI/s1600/pic6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-niv-t3xpuS8/TjJ13BUbNaI/AAAAAAAADEg/YIbKxHEVSSI/s1600/whee.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-niv-t3xpuS8/TjJ13BUbNaI/AAAAAAAADEg/YIbKxHEVSSI/s400/whee.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634695671901271458" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crazily high on sugar now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Surprising what sand and salty water can do to you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~*~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have officially started classes in Uni. There are 7 people in my class and 6 are from mainland China, which was not really what I had expected...Where are all the hot aussie guys??? :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thank goodness I speak mandarin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-21_ZHtK4ExE/TjJ1LoQuvWI/AAAAAAAADDg/zRBGthrogIQ/s1600/manly.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-3266642547692459465?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/3266642547692459465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/3266642547692459465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/07/very-manly-day.html' title='A very Manly day....'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kl4xJZLNSaM/TjJ126Vuz1I/AAAAAAAADEQ/Qm599mb5tx0/s72-c/pic5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-1134581791879260853</id><published>2011-07-19T10:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T18:45:43.684+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Cookie Monster Cuppie-cakes</title><content type='html'>The past month in Australia hasn't been really productive for me, but with the massive amount spent drooling over Masterchef dishes and eating good home cooked food, I finally decided that I really should get off my lazy bum and start trying out some recipes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So with help from my cousin, I conquered my kitchen fears and baked little cookie monsters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cAEQogE6grI/TiTqGOwJv6I/AAAAAAAADB8/e5jbXXgHwCM/s1600/cookiemonster1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cAEQogE6grI/TiTqGOwJv6I/AAAAAAAADB8/e5jbXXgHwCM/s400/cookiemonster1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630882826880139170" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They're basically butter cupcakes, iced with pretty blue icings and coconut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ingredients&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;125g of butter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2 cups of self raising flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3/4 cups of caster sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3/4 cups of milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2 eggs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1 teaspoon of vanilla essence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Steps:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1.  Make sure butter is soft so have it at room temperature before creaming - &lt;i&gt;Alternatively, you can microwave it for a few seconds (but make sure it is not melted)  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Cream butter until it is light and fluffy, then slowly mix in the sugar (Add it in 3 separate parts)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;2. Add in eggs one at a time, making sure that each time it is well beaten into the mixture. Add vanilla essence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;3. Mix in sifted flour (add in separate parts) and slowly stir in milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. Grease pan or line holes with paper cases. Pour mixture evenly into pan and pop it into oven( preheated to 200°C) for approximately 20-25 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sxWmt8RpV8Y/TiTqFvGZeQI/AAAAAAAADBs/gbmASkEv-QE/s1600/baking%2Bcopy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sxWmt8RpV8Y/TiTqFvGZeQI/AAAAAAAADBs/gbmASkEv-QE/s400/baking%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630882818383509762" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5. Poke with toothpick. It should come out clean if cupcakes are cooked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;6. Leave it in pan for about 5 minutes, then remove them and let them cool on a rack for about 20 minutes to be cool enough to decorate (I left mine overnight)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Preparing the icing and deco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;250g of butter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;450g (3 cups) of icing sugar, sifted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;60ml (1/4 cup) milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Blue food coloring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Desiccated coconut&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;White chocolate buttons (alternatively white marshmallows)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cookies of your choice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Method:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. Place the butter in a large mixing bowl. Use an electric beater to beat for 2 minutes or until very light and fluffy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. Gradually add the icing sugar and beat until the mixture is very pale and fluffy. Gradually add the milk and beat until smooth and well combined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. Mix in few drops of blue food coloring. It doesn't matter if the color isn't right, just as long as it has a tint of blue in them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. In a separated bowl, pour in desiccated coconut and dye them blue with a few drops of food coloring. Try to make the color as accurate as possible (but it's okay if you left out bits white). Leave to dry - These will be the fur for your cookie monsters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3_gv7yO3nJI/TiTqF5h7cOI/AAAAAAAADB0/ixiuyYyW2d8/s1600/colorcoconut%2Bcopy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3_gv7yO3nJI/TiTqF5h7cOI/AAAAAAAADB0/ixiuyYyW2d8/s400/colorcoconut%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630882821183336674" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Now for the fun part- Decorating..:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. Spread cupcake with blue icing. If you face an issue of runny icing (like me), spread a thin layer of smoothen jam on cupcake before icing - This will not affect the colors, and it taste great:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. Hold iced cupcake above the bowl of coconut and sprinkle coconut all over cupcake. Try to cover as many spots possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. Slit the cupcake slightly at the top (make it a diagonal cut) - This will be the mouth. Then stuff the cookie into the slit. Make sure your cookie is the right size, if it's too big break them into tinier pieces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. Push in 2 white chocolate buttons and dot pupils on with food coloring. You can also use sliced marshmallow or anything else that look like eyes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2fuV98Hue9Q/TiTqGPGNFzI/AAAAAAAADCE/FXxaNHX-Ick/s1600/cookies%2Bcopy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2fuV98Hue9Q/TiTqGPGNFzI/AAAAAAAADCE/FXxaNHX-Ick/s400/cookies%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630882826972632882" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And you're ready to noms on them...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vEY3CecFgI8/TiTqGpSj8WI/AAAAAAAADCM/9xypOJjzsjA/s1600/cookiemonster2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vEY3CecFgI8/TiTqGpSj8WI/AAAAAAAADCM/9xypOJjzsjA/s400/cookiemonster2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630882834003784034" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Eat meh...om nom nom nom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So yea, my very first food post..wheeee ; On a totally unrelated note :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I enroll for uni tomorrow. Really excited to start learning again and meeting new friends ...:) Hopefully it won't be much different from doing bachelors degree, but I doubt so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Master Chef last night was very disappointing, seems like a lot of people aren't too happy about it either...:( It's sad to see one of the favorites off, despite he's better performance (from what I feel) It feels like I have lost half the mood to watch it anymore, half more is still there cause of the food and the longing desire to see that two whining, teary-eyed female contestants get the boot, but I doubt so again - seeing that the show is a little bias... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KpBK7pf5N2Q/TiU8B2mpZfI/AAAAAAAADCU/14gwsATw__0/s1600/mc.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KpBK7pf5N2Q/TiU8B2mpZfI/AAAAAAAADCU/14gwsATw__0/s400/mc.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630972911631820274" style="cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's a clear winner, right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well apparently the judges thought that sloppy mousse taste good... Whatever happened to "eating with our eyes", our minds play a part in good food, if it looks good, chances are high that it should taste alright...They were both from the same recipes anyway, how bad can the first dish taste...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So much for fair judging on reality TV. Oh right, it never did exist on reality TV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Time to move on with life...:)&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/38574798-1134581791879260853?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/1134581791879260853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/1134581791879260853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/07/cookie-monster-cuppie-cakes-recipe-and.html' title='Cookie Monster Cuppie-cakes'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cAEQogE6grI/TiTqGOwJv6I/AAAAAAAADB8/e5jbXXgHwCM/s72-c/cookiemonster1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-3796675965704319418</id><published>2011-07-11T23:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T00:09:45.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're not alone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The recent events and happenings of the Bersih Rally back home has surprised me to see the massive amount of people who actually has a heart for the country.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Helping people who have fallen or hurt themselves in the tear gas attacks;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sharing salt and water to aid the tear gas victims;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Giving way to people who need help regardless of race...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It just shows that the nation do not need a silly slogan to define the way they live...The "1 Malaysia" spirit already burns in each and everyone of us...and the recent 9th July event has just brought out the true meaning of "1 Malaysia", marching together for what is right...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need not speak of the government or whoever is ruling the nation. Various media all around shall speak for its own, and people shall think for their own...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;However, I think people should stop being prejudice against us who are residing overseas or are impressed by other countries - it is after all a natural human habit to believe that the grass is greener on the other side...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suppose most of us here love our motherland as much as the other Malaysians back home do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just because we are away doesn't mean that we hate Malaysia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if we seem ignorant about the situation, there is still a part of us that misses home and hope everything ends well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if some of us decides to migrate or move on with life in another foreign country, doesn't mean that we have forgotten our roots...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For every time we hear the word "Malaysia", I'm certain a tiny nerve just springs up deep within most of us...a sense of fear, concern and grief for bad news; a feeling of pride, celebration and joy for good news...it's just that one piece of Malaysian-ness that will never extinguish...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the world watches Malaysia, they watch Malaysians among them too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and with Bersih Rallies happening all over Australia, Singapore, New Zealand, Japan, Korea, Hong Kong, Sweden, England and also America, one can be sure that Malaysians here, there and everywhere are just as concern for their &lt;i&gt;blood-spilled land&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and with this I speak for every Malaysian residing overseas, who still have a heart for the country -&lt;i&gt; our country&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hope that everyone is safe back home...peace&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&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/38574798-3796675965704319418?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/3796675965704319418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/3796675965704319418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/07/youre-not-alone.html' title='You&apos;re not alone...'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-6447682282258564461</id><published>2011-06-27T20:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T21:25:04.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored...</title><content type='html'>Week 3 in the land down under...&lt;div&gt;Every time I start a conversation with somebody, their natural reaction would be :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oh...How's Sydney so far?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Culture shock much?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Bet you're enjoying yourself over there..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sydney has been good...weather feels like you're in an air conditioned room and you can't turn it off...It gets pretty cold at night (but then again I don't go out at night, so it doesn't really affects me much) I've been around, but not much...Just a couple of trips to the city, a few trips within suburbs, loitering around malls with no intention to buy anything ( I really have to stop converting currencies in my mind) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far, I attended my first event in the city - Imaging &amp;amp; Entertainment Expo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b1TFidX34QQ/Tgh742UcAmI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/OcI0PL5mgqY/s400/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622880351356191330" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 133px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which is basically a major photography exhibition, with loads of geeky photography gadgets and cameras for sale...Live imaging, photo editing showcase, weird showgirls dressed in feathers, FREEBIES...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not something of my preference (but I bet all of you camera geeks out there are probably drooling right now)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The highlight was i got a free camera casing..:D whoopee doo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Visited my uni for the second time (took the public transport this time, with an estimated 1 hour and 20 minutes journey) Never walked so much in my life, I'd probably be very fit when I get home...which is a good thing...:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time we managed to take a peek inside the building itself...and I love it! Can't wait to start Uni...:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To answer the "culture shock" question, not really actually...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's pretty much the same in Malaysia...people here are like people there (except far more nicer)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And they speak better english too, I still feel intimidated to speak sometimes...(and some of you thought I speak fluently) D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I guess most of them don't mind the "Malaysian" slang (I hope) as long as they understand what you're talking about...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I'm just not really exposed to the community here yet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been really bored at home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apart from helping out in my aunty's Kumon centre (and refreshing my Facebook page every minute) I actually do nothing else. Pretty sad actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tend to eat more because of the cold weather. ( then I burn it off at least twice a week, by walking to and fro the train station.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have never looked forward to a meal that much in my life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even worse is when any of my Malaysian friends decides to take a picture of their very Malaysian meal and post it up on Facebook in the middle of the night...It's not a very nice feeling to feel hungry and jealous at the same time..:( I have never appreciated Malaysian food that much in my life... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder if McDonald's here have pork burgers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss driving. I miss Ellie...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just the other day I was on Skype with my sister and she said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I think I might have scratched your rims a little"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hPftTUfKA9E/TgiEaiBpdbI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/Zg1o-vbEFVg/s1600/driveproper.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hPftTUfKA9E/TgiEaiBpdbI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/Zg1o-vbEFVg/s400/driveproper.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622889726117246386" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need a life. Period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-6447682282258564461?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/6447682282258564461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/6447682282258564461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/06/bored.html' title='Bored...'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b1TFidX34QQ/Tgh742UcAmI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/OcI0PL5mgqY/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-1521501199709173582</id><published>2011-06-15T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T21:52:43.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New journey starts now..</title><content type='html'>Yes, I am currently not in Malaysia...&lt;div&gt;Yes, I am in Australia (Sydney to be exact)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and Yes I will be here for a year or so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really sorry if I didn't get the chance to say goodbye to some of you...:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this marks a beginning to my new life as I embark on my new journey in Sydney...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New things to study, New people to meet, New food to eat, New views to see...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be frank I'm feeling a little scared...:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[and I still ask myself every now and then, why did I choose this path?]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm starting to miss home a little..a 2 hours time difference is still quite a big one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I'm about to go to bed, some of my friends are probably still coming home from work...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But rest assured, a year is a very short period of time...and who knows, by the time its over, I'd be begging not to go home...I hope Australia won't be mean to me..:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till then, a little sneak peak at my future university, where I'll be continuing my masters...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-40GmKq9TH24/Tfi40ITlfnI/AAAAAAAAC_I/0nlpQ_Xm-pg/s1600/DSC08548.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-40GmKq9TH24/Tfi40ITlfnI/AAAAAAAAC_I/0nlpQ_Xm-pg/s400/DSC08548.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618443740867034738" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God, be with me, I pray...:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-1521501199709173582?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/1521501199709173582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/1521501199709173582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-journey-starts-now.html' title='New journey starts now..'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-40GmKq9TH24/Tfi40ITlfnI/AAAAAAAAC_I/0nlpQ_Xm-pg/s72-c/DSC08548.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-479073925593866766</id><published>2011-05-08T11:59:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T14:47:05.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sawatika~♥ A very Hat Yai Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last week I had the most imponderable joy of visiting Hat Yai with a few of my friends...Hat Yai is situated in southern Thailand (in case you didn't know) and it's the largest city of the Songkhla province.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Fun fact: Hat Yai is short for "&lt;b&gt;Mahat Yai&lt;/b&gt;" which means big Mahat tree ( a close relative of jackfruits) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not that I'm a fan of Jackfruits anyways...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took off at 11pm on Friday night, only to arrive more than 12 hours later (due to the unruly jam at the Malaysia-Thai border). Nevertheless, this did not crush our anticipating spirits as we were all dying to sink our teeth into assorted Thai cuisine and delicacies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mind you, nothing can describe Thailand better than the word "Food". Everywhere you go, you see food...Fast food (some which by the way, you can't get in Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u4OXmxVUM2E/TcYW9B-Z3vI/AAAAAAAAC9U/12DJLjkQfE8/s400/mcd.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604192024067170034" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 262px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Cause its PORK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Familiar ones like these:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cXFKfmCddxc/TcYXNiCV6lI/AAAAAAAAC-U/o0h_2ih7pGc/s400/supper.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604192307551529554" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n5pM40xt1nA/TcYWvuUaBNI/AAAAAAAAC9E/fWS4oE176eY/s400/lunch.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604191795452445906" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_UwxnlgGCoo/TcYVwa5-lvI/AAAAAAAAC6U/yxo-0D9Fn3Y/s400/breakfast.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604190707909564146" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7t0L8zdGkeg/TcYWeutMBEI/AAAAAAAAC78/NAue0vDfewc/s400/familiar.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604191503498609730" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Local ones like these:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3qYLvmFuNBw/TcYXYHEdjLI/AAAAAAAAC-k/1MCkAWpyhts/s400/tomyam.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604192489291222194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 199px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MFnLldaePVs/TcYV_rlzhLI/AAAAAAAAC7M/8ipfCbeneDc/s400/exotic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604190970086393010" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ppl0b6dGO8k/TcYW9CKHolI/AAAAAAAAC9M/xh8AxS94Q4s/s400/mangorice.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604192024116306514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 208px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jw_VTfG6MzE/TcYWfCsCNqI/AAAAAAAAC8M/t_q4g0GH4JQ/s400/friedfood.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604191508862482082" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UcRt8Ap-1_Y/TcYVw12lICI/AAAAAAAAC6k/BMsD-3yST4o/s400/cuttle.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604190715143069730" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gTuxjgF-6vw/TcYXX96AJeI/AAAAAAAAC-c/JPHL_-TYQlA/s400/tea.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604192486831433186" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 276px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Refreshing ones like these:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8JccZEyQ5l8/TcYV-7QBkrI/AAAAAAAAC6s/RsutNBEZ2EU/s400/dessert.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604190957110137522" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bizzarre ones like these:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rhe0eyHOqgU/TcYVwYnRdMI/AAAAAAAAC6M/a4qjG7w7ElA/s400/bizarre.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604190707294237890" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qbaQHrxmXf8/TcYc1t3YqWI/AAAAAAAAC-0/SctXepHiJmU/s400/bugs.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604198495479703906" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 323px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Note to self:  Malaysia isn't the only country with awesome food...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As you can see, it was a weekend of just stuffing ourselves with food, food and MORE FOOD...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Of course, we needed to see Hat Yai in more cultural way so there were a few places that we decided to drop by (just to make it seem it wasn't all about the food)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There were the buddhist temples to see (after all Thailand is a buddhist country). It doesn't matter though, if you're a not a buddhist, because the structure and architecture of the temples and statues are definitely worth a look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_yvZ1zu81_w/TcYXNCPNk9I/AAAAAAAAC98/QzunZ-ysLQw/s400/scenery.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604192299015574482" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 284px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And as you can see the scenery from above the templed hill tops is beautiful. Overlooking the city of Hat Yai, you'll be mesmerized by the breathtaking combination of nature and man-made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jwn2Y1zx4Xs/TcYft1hiaPI/AAAAAAAAC-8/o8dzq8zTja8/s1600/800px-Hatyai_Panorama_2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jwn2Y1zx4Xs/TcYft1hiaPI/AAAAAAAAC-8/o8dzq8zTja8/s400/800px-Hatyai_Panorama_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604201658631481586" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3 tips on how to get over the blazing heat in Hat Yai...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tip #1:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Get your sunblock on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tools like umbrellas, sunglasses and sunblock lotions are a must! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PZBzoMbAtIY/TcYXNSEYwqI/AAAAAAAAC-M/YzmnS0DpED0/s1600/sunblock.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PZBzoMbAtIY/TcYXNSEYwqI/AAAAAAAAC-M/YzmnS0DpED0/s400/sunblock.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604192303265137314" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tip #2:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Make use of the architectures, hide in shady places..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Also great places to pose for the camera with your friends..:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Once you're in great company, you'll soon forget the blazing heat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-19dLsNEsRb0/TcYXYJrZqAI/AAAAAAAAC-s/5Ky3SrVIm2w/s1600/tongue.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-19dLsNEsRb0/TcYXYJrZqAI/AAAAAAAAC-s/5Ky3SrVIm2w/s400/tongue.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604192489991415810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tip #3:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Head over to the Hat Yai Ice Dome...duh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Because as soon as you step inside this frozen dome, you'll start to worry of getting frozen instead...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QDOv9Ial1rA/TcYWvP5H5-I/AAAAAAAAC8s/3xb2ZevQUpw/s400/icedome.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604191787284948962" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xrRj94aJTig/TcYWvF02tuI/AAAAAAAAC80/fbwIpMym1sM/s400/icedome2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604191784582690530" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This frozen refrigerator is home to various ice sculptures (much more to see than the pathetic snow world in Mines wonderland). The ice sculptures are actually original ice carvings from Harbin China, and this dome is to mark the good relations between Thailand and China.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;With sculptures of famous landmarks from all around the world (including the Taj Mahal, the Merlion, Pagoda of 5 levels, Leaning Tower of Pisa, Petronas Twin Towers and so much more), the Hat Yai Ice dome, definitely on the places to visit checklist..:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~*~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next place on the list to head over to: The Khong Hae Floating Market&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zntkI6rCr8s/TcYWevWnyNI/AAAAAAAAC8E/eG51zVFjJlE/s400/floating.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604191503672395986" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One of the most popular tourist hit in Hat Yai, this unique little market consist of hundreds of tiny little "sampans" bobbing up and down along the local river (practically the main buzz of it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How it works is you basically target a little sampan stall, tell the owner what you want..and they will hand over your purchase on a long bamboo stick, (consequently you pay through the same way)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1I2FMxTC6dU/TcYWOhEkI-I/AAAAAAAAC7k/Tomo-86s6Jk/s400/f3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604191224960656354" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just about all kinds of Thai food, snacks, insects, drinks, souvenirs, handicrafts are sold here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KcpS2dwBLsg/TcYWvfrNyKI/AAAAAAAAC88/WYVS-PrE0z8/s400/love.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604191791521581218" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 201px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yHX-gKDyDRs/TcYVwI0gb6I/AAAAAAAAC6E/ufGZ_0sniY0/s400/art.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604190703054778274" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;even a mobile karaoke wagon where you get to be entertained by locals belting their vocals out while you shop (or perhaps even try it out yourself)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's more...we were greeted by this lovely little giant...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QRZZf4ZQujc/TcYV_mWTgII/AAAAAAAAC7E/LkrM1CeCnN8/s400/elephant.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604190968679202946" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 292px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...who seems have a huge craving for sugar cane, which you can purchase 3 packets and feed the elephant, at only 50 bahts (that's RM5 to you)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~*~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A visit to Hat Yai cannot be complete without a visit to the local Hansa Cabaret show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(Though I decided to pass it for some shopping instead)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nevertheless I did get some share of fun browsing through the pictures and stories by my friends who went...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0U-k9BNhmMw/TcYWfki_Z6I/AAAAAAAAC8c/DJdKaN0UmYk/s400/hansa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604191517951354786" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 223px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eg8gWdg3xXs/TcYWu7ZiTwI/AAAAAAAAC8k/OUr57gxRrsc/s400/hansa2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604191781783752450" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 212px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; If you didn't already know, these are "Thai Girls" or in a more straightforward term, Transexuals..which is actually quite a norm in Southern Thailand...Tranny's flock around the city all the time, and you wouldn't be able to tell the difference because they're so pretty...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;even prettier than some of the local women to be exact...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Random fact: Thai boys/men (real ones) are mostly quite physically attractive and cute...;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~*~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This trip was definitely unforgettable...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;it wasn't only about the food and the culture, it was also about the company..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-11IW6sd6wok/TcYWO_7JFiI/AAAAAAAAC70/QDWpTiK3nG4/s400/f5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604191233242633762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUQgL2wDKhA/TcYWO8P9m0I/AAAAAAAAC7s/R2asbEUx7j4/s400/f4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604191232256219970" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I_FlB2Dvd1c/TcYWObaP7sI/AAAAAAAAC7U/rB3kSYdUxd4/s400/f1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604191223440993986" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the crazy things &lt;del&gt;some of us did &lt;/del&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we did together...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-STJhkidKJZ4/TcYWfWOHslI/AAAAAAAAC8U/37ZQpinX-hI/s400/hamsap.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604191514105721426" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HCrPb5BftQs/TcYVwuTnq6I/AAAAAAAAC6c/rpZnHGl61Jg/s400/crazy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604190713117387682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uiHIuGEjtRA/TcYW930CjxI/AAAAAAAAC9k/jsBA3qN73fo/s400/mickey.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604192038519213842" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And as all of us return to the hustle bustle working life, it was definitely a memory worth keeping...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pcz5EGGoduQ/TcYXM9_0uGI/AAAAAAAAC90/wjj75ip8B04/s1600/polo.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pcz5EGGoduQ/TcYXM9_0uGI/AAAAAAAAC90/wjj75ip8B04/s400/polo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604192297877289058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~*~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;3 steps to enjoy a holiday in Hat Yai...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wAsJKXzQBjk/TcYV_IRa5iI/AAAAAAAAC68/I9Cozc5eqPE/s400/eat.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604190960605652514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Drink&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I9ZwN7lqnIg/TcYV_AfBrtI/AAAAAAAAC60/5rBElAWkn94/s400/drink.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604190958515236562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and be Merry:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CmlsIJ6CoBI/TcYW9XRzORI/AAAAAAAAC9c/xHztCJfUMhc/s1600/merry.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CmlsIJ6CoBI/TcYW9XRzORI/AAAAAAAAC9c/xHztCJfUMhc/s400/merry.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604192029785667858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;and book a flight ticket the next time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;a 14 hour bus ride home can be suicidal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Photo credits to: Evelyn, Yannling &amp;amp; Keong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yHX-gKDyDRs/TcYVwI0gb6I/AAAAAAAAC6E/ufGZ_0sniY0/s1600/art.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-479073925593866766?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/479073925593866766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/479073925593866766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/05/sawatika.html' title='Sawatika~♥ A very Hat Yai Experience'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u4OXmxVUM2E/TcYW9B-Z3vI/AAAAAAAAC9U/12DJLjkQfE8/s72-c/mcd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-7875825901319690663</id><published>2011-04-19T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T10:49:12.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks..:)</title><content type='html'>Tonight I'm glad....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A friendship is saved, a deeper understanding is formed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank You...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-7875825901319690663?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/7875825901319690663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/7875825901319690663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/04/thanks.html' title='Thanks..:)'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-8117349422911845357</id><published>2011-04-18T00:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T00:33:27.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blinded by Love- Lenka Chords</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Couldn't find the chords online, so I could be the first to try it out..:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soo in love with this song, I actually found the chords myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BIG time achievement..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a cover, it's not all that but hope you like it:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/srL0i6DLXqQ?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/srL0i6DLXqQ?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;A                         D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I came home and nothing was right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;Dm                     &lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since a fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;Em                          A&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe tonight my need for love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;Can blind my sight&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, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;Dm&lt;br /&gt;And I say things out of spite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;Or I push you aside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;C#m                            D&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't know how to fix it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;Dm                           E&lt;br /&gt;I am falling apart and I am breaking your heart&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, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;A              E&lt;br /&gt;Help me to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;D                                        Dm&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I am blinded by love, blinded by love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;A                     E                  D&lt;br /&gt;And help me to be the one to guide us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;                   E&lt;br /&gt;Through the dark things we do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know I can be tough sometimes&lt;br /&gt;My words come out like knives&lt;br /&gt;Cutting the space between us&lt;br /&gt;And you try, yeah, I know you try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To just let things slide&lt;br /&gt;But what good is that to us?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, I don't know&lt;br /&gt;I am falling apart and I am breaking your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me to see&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I am blinded by love, blinded by love&lt;br /&gt;And help me to be the one to guide us&lt;br /&gt;Through the dark things we do&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, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;C#m                                       D&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I don't know what possibly changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;Dm                      E&lt;br /&gt;We were so good, so good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;C#m                                  D&lt;br /&gt;And where is the light at the end of this tunnel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;                   Dm                           E&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I am falling apart and I am breaking your heart&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/38574798-8117349422911845357?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/8117349422911845357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/8117349422911845357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/04/blinded-by-love-lenka-chords.html' title='Blinded by Love- Lenka Chords'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-5036317723724265583</id><published>2011-04-09T10:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T10:57:57.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's just not that into you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Was on Skype with Su Wei the other day ♥ and she asked me about the guy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was kinda tongue tied at first...not knowing how to answer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She asked me if I still had feelings for him...and I nodded with slight hesitation..:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we logged off, I had time to think about it to myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess its not about feelings but more like is he the right one?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've had feelings for tons of other guys previously, but sadly they didn't quite work out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later the next day, I told my sister about this situation...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That I've done my part, asking him out, given him the green light...but he just doesn't seem interested...guess I'll just have to  back out and prevent myself from getting into another major heartbreak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was totally different in the past...I kept feeding myself with false hopes that if I persevere long enough, the guy will eventually give in...and boy was I wrong...guess I've learnt my lesson this time round...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister nodded in agreement...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"why would you wanna lower your standards for a guy?", she said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"If you think you have done your part, let him do his part...if he misses out, that's too bad for him...the guy is either not interested, or just too slow to take the hint...you wouldn't want a guy who is that slow now would you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I laughed and nodded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yea I guess so"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still like him, and everytime I see him I have the urge to become old SueJane again, to continue feeding myself with the thought of being together one day...but I guess I'll just have to push that thought away...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made it pretty obvious already, he's just not interested...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's why I wanna recommend the following movie to all the single girls out there who are looking for their one true love~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.iwatchstuff.com/2008/08/28/hes-just-not-that-into-you-.jpg" alt="" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 438px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&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"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But if you're more of a reader, you can look it up as it was based on a book by &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;font-family:sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Greg_Behrendt" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(6, 69, 173); background-image: none;"&gt;Greg Behrendt&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie is about five women and four men try to sort out the signals that the sexes exchange. Gigi imagines every man she meets is Mr. Right; she gets reality checks from Alex, a cynical saloon keeper.Janine and Ben who seem solidly married until Ben chats with Anna in a market checkout line; meanwhile Anna is indifferent to the pursing Connor.Neil and Beth have been together seven years; but she dumps him when she realizes he really and truly isn't going to marry her. &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; line-height: normal;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:16px;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And Mary sells advertising while searching on line for a man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's like a guide to the minds of the opposite sex...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Girls, find out what guys are really thinking (or not)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Guys, find out why girls are always so delusional..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Even if it's not your average kind of movie, it really is a good watch....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so go watch it...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mphonline.com/books/nsearch.aspx?do=detail&amp;amp;pcode=9781416909538"&gt;Here's the link to the book, which is available in MPH&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's only RM40, I'm probably getting one myself considering how much I loved the movie...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so go get yours too..;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-5036317723724265583?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/5036317723724265583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/5036317723724265583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/04/hes-just-not-that-into-you.html' title='He&apos;s just not that into you'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-7922260389523285170</id><published>2011-03-24T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T00:52:41.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High on Milo (and Ipods)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QPYGTQRyT_U/TYokWVFITgI/AAAAAAAAC5o/4s2A-ML4h4k/s1600/milo.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 119px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QPYGTQRyT_U/TYokWVFITgI/AAAAAAAAC5o/4s2A-ML4h4k/s400/milo.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587318253740903938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JsDO1JXr6IQ/TYokWdg_9lI/AAAAAAAAC5g/iu-5Fl-cNf8/s400/Capture.PNG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 78px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587318256005281362" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I still cannot believe I'm one of the winners of the MILO FUZE Jam-Pack Contest...&lt;div&gt;though its the tiniest one (amongst the iphones and ipads)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not complaining....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To think that my name was picked among 93,000 people...scary...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't wait for my latest baby to arrive..hearts hearts....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you MILO :)&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/38574798-7922260389523285170?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/7922260389523285170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/7922260389523285170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/03/high-on-milo-and-ipods.html' title='High on Milo (and Ipods)'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QPYGTQRyT_U/TYokWVFITgI/AAAAAAAAC5o/4s2A-ML4h4k/s72-c/milo.PNG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-8396830449693492757</id><published>2011-03-14T10:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T11:47:16.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're the good apple high in the tree</title><content type='html'>Ladies,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's me speaking from experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Associating yourself with him all the time won't get you anywhere...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It'll just bring yourself to think that he's yours, when in actual fact he isn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't throw yourself to him...he'll think you are too easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let him come to you, then you would know he is sincere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Agreeing  and liking to every single thing he does isn't the way to go either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It annoys him, just as much as it annoys others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He needs a life companion not a pet puppy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're a gift...don't be a whore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're the best apples high in the tree...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day, the right guy will come by and if he thinks you're worth the climb,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he will come to you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't be the rotten apples on the ground, the easy ones...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which guys pick up casually and throws away later...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you like this guy, flirt but not all out...let him know that he has a chance, but you're not easy...You're worth it, he will appreciate you more after he has got you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You like him, don't be obsessed with him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been there, done some stupid things, and it didn't get me anywhere...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've learnt through experience...and here's so you know..;)&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/38574798-8396830449693492757?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/8396830449693492757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/8396830449693492757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/03/ladies-heres-me-speaking-from.html' title='You&apos;re the good apple high in the tree'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-4939328631792847808</id><published>2011-03-11T15:21:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T19:57:22.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastinating Love..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Procrastination is the thief of time...but is procrastination all that bad? A question was raised on procrastination on love...and this was the answer given:&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;&lt;i&gt;In your anger do not sin; Do not let the sun go down while you are still angry,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ephesians 4:26&lt;/i&gt;&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;It explains that, we should let our anger hover over an issue for too long. We should not procrastinate to forgive, and hence we should not procrastinate to love those who have angered us.&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;Fair enough.&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;But what if you looked at it from another aspect. The situation of Eros love. &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;Here's the situation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You meet this wonderful guy/gal of your dreams, You like him/her. You are exploding with emotions and you're probably dying to burst and confess every single feeling you are going through. &lt;/i&gt;&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;You procrastinate. Maybe tomorrow. or the day after. Next month?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Until the point you admit that its not worth the hearbreak. He/she probably doesn't like you that way.:(&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;Why is it that some of us choose to procrastinate love of this aspect? &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;Is it because we are scared of commitment? We aren't sure if we really want this commitment. We are unsure if we really love that someone, or if its just a good impression towards him/her. To commit into a relationship does not only mean to get a boyfriend/girlfriend, it also means to be a boyfriend/girlfriend. "Commitment" can be such a scary word, especially for new couples, or first time relationships. Because, technically, that is the end of your single-hood. If you have a crazy bf/gf, that'll be also the end of your flirting...the end of your friendship with the opposite gender...Now ain't that scary? :P&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;Another reason for procrastination is because of fear of rejection. We have all been through rejections in life. Even if you are a SSB (single since birth) you will be afraid of rejection, either because you have been facing rejection every single time, or you have never faced rejection at all, and unfamiliarity can be pretty scary...&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;Of course its not entirely your fault. Feelings can be really confusing. Love after all is very complex. One moment, your crush is giving a positive reaction towards you, the next thing you know, he/she's off flirting away with another girl/guy.&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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Of course its not entirely his/her fault either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;He/she's probably just as confused as you are, for all you know. This will cause more confusion, and confusion leads to fear of rejection and that leads to procrastination to love:D&lt;/span&gt;&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;And all this comes down to one definite fact:&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;&lt;b&gt;YOU'RE NOT READY.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;...and you'll be living in denial of the fact that you're actually are, and that my friend, is procrastination. The moment you admit you are ready, is the day you are...Readiness is not all about confidence, but being confident is part of being ready. &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;Here's what you can do during your period of procrastinating.. &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;1)Pray to God, for He knows what's best for you. And if He think you can handle a little heartbreak, you can...you much stronger than you think you are...and He's certain of that...&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;2)Talk to a friend, a superior with experience...it feels good to talk it out sometimes...not that your friend could turn out to be the best advisor in the world, but its good if you don't hide your feelings so that no one'll get hurt. 'Cause we all know, someone's gonna get hurt...and it's you.&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;3) Vend out your frustration and disappointment on your blog, your facebook, twitter, any social media you can think of...because for once you want to be noticed and heard and be an LOA for all you care...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(But of course it'll be good if you delete them after you come back to your right senses)&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;Procrastinate in love all you want, you'll still end up with that guy/girl anyways, if he/she is the one made for you. It'll probably take a longer time for you to get together if you procrastinate, but no doubts that you two will be if its meant to be. At least, you'll be ready to commit by then (and to the right person that's for sure)...;)&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;So is procrastination that bad after all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-4939328631792847808?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4939328631792847808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4939328631792847808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/03/procrastinating-love.html' title='Procrastinating Love..?'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-5641184547094603821</id><published>2011-03-10T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T17:43:52.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Soulmate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I may not know you now, I may already know you;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You might be in the process of getting to know me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You might be in the process of pursuing me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You might be in the process of trying to let me go only to find that you can't...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But here's a headsup...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm scared of love..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;scared of the outcome of love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;scared to commit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;scared of being hurt again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I don't want to fall into the dilemma of uncertainty, misjudgment, over-excitement and heartbreaks again...D:&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like you (even if I don't I will eventually)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm afraid to have feelings again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you think I'm deciphering all your signs correctly...good for you...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I'm not getting your signals, I'm sorry...Please be patient with me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and teach me not to fear love, but to embrace it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teach me to love because I'm new to it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I can't get over an old crush, please don't be mad at me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Help me cure the scars,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;make me certain that you're the man I will love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the man that I will spend my life with...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you...:')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ♥ You..:)&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/38574798-5641184547094603821?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/5641184547094603821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/5641184547094603821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/03/dear-you.html' title='Dear Soulmate'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-3400102741157828006</id><published>2011-03-10T00:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T01:06:37.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beastly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I didn't manage to get invites to Beastly this time, you win some, you lose some :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but last night, I scored myself a date (and a free dinner) to this modern day rendition of this classic favorite..whee~:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://img543.imageshack.us/img543/1749/beastly.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beastly was typical. Nevertheless, it still managed to bring back nostalgic memories of my all-time favorite classic tale - Beauty and the Beast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were many familiar similarities between Beastly and Disney's Beauty &amp;amp; the Beast...the only difference was that Beastly had a twist of modern-day feeling, and I must say it was pretty entertaining...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The characters from Beastly also bears uncanny resemblance to the characters of B&amp;amp;TB...but then again, how much more different can they get? :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You have the obvious protagonist, Kyle/Hunter...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;who turns ugly because he has been very naughty...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9q-6Wyd0R2I/TXesMmGAwbI/AAAAAAAAC4o/fvpb_jU-QUY/s400/beast.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582119595533189554" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and who desperately yearns for the attention of the beautiful, kind damsel in distress...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6OWlY5GkEhg/TXesMe70rbI/AAAAAAAAC4g/PpkmmMsejgU/s400/Belle-beauty-and-the-beast-1973374-674-907.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582119593611406770" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 253px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course, we must not forget the supporting roles which makes the movie more interesting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3IP6uyx7g0c/TXesMJtmz0I/AAAAAAAAC4Y/nhoth7iXRDw/s400/potts.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582119587914633026" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 279px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The motherly character of Zola...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7J56mK5C9d0/TXesNAz3DbI/AAAAAAAAC4w/PqMtnGUcDCo/s400/nph.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582119602704813490" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 249px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...and my favorite:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He really reminds me of Lumiere, both carefree and totally adorable...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The fact that Will is blind, totally brings out the wittiness and talents of Neil P.Harris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(widely known as the LEGEND-ARY Barney from How I met your mother)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span &gt;The soundtrack was very nice though...and typically, I youtube-ed up some of the listed songs and it made me very happy..:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="350" height="227" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LVnvikQpEig" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="350" height="227" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jgDiX0zvRAk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;All in all, I have to admit that the trailer was a little over-promised..:( though, it was still a good watch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Perhaps it was a good thing I hadn't read the book first...and maybe you shouldn't if you don't want to end up in the "disappointing book adaption" dilemma..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Ratings: 3 stars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Random Fun Fact:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt; Beauty &amp;amp; the Beast was the first ever movie I watched in a cinema, and my parents had a hard time trying to calm down and convince a bawling me that the beast didn't die in the end...huhu..childhood memories...&lt;/div&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/38574798-3400102741157828006?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/3400102741157828006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/3400102741157828006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/03/beastly.html' title='Beastly'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9q-6Wyd0R2I/TXesMmGAwbI/AAAAAAAAC4o/fvpb_jU-QUY/s72-c/beast.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-2014084122791932971</id><published>2011-02-20T01:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T02:03:43.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent Ponder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Late night,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;silence is lingering...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A lonely soul, ponders deep in her thoughts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her mind has never been this clear...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The moon must have some effects on her blood...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She continues thinking...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thinking...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-maoJbssh6-k/TWAFfyadL1I/AAAAAAAAC2g/CmeTUkxW39s/s400/me_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575462382351494994" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;of her future...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;will it be the same?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;will it be as she expects...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;will it be a brand new start?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It all seems so clear now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fear is slowly fading...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is excited...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-2014084122791932971?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/2014084122791932971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/2014084122791932971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/02/silent-ponder.html' title='Silent Ponder'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-maoJbssh6-k/TWAFfyadL1I/AAAAAAAAC2g/CmeTUkxW39s/s72-c/me_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-6953454102700201392</id><published>2011-02-08T00:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T13:31:34.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burlesque</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First and foremost...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TVAegvrNQyI/AAAAAAAACzQ/D0JBD1DAIYg/s1600/IMG_0657.JPG_effected.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 321px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TVAegvrNQyI/AAAAAAAACzQ/D0JBD1DAIYg/s400/IMG_0657.JPG_effected.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570986286959641378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Thanks Nuffnang..:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It takes a legend, to make a star...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What am I talking about? It's the new movie in town - Burlesque...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/p2r_8l1c2nQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TVDUwYmwYsI/AAAAAAAACzg/EiVIY7pRfHU/s400/BURLESQUE_Intl_DF-45456_rv5_lr.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571186666761118402" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;I myself had a hard time pronouncing it, but it wasn't hard for the poster to catch my attention...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now before you do a Google search on this strange word, and then jump to a quick conclusion that its some kind of porno striptease show, let me ensure you that Burlesque is not what it sounds like...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TVDUwgpK5bI/AAAAAAAACzo/4fyQ05QCnjY/s400/DF-09509_rv3_lr.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571186668918728114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Burlesque is based on the lifestyle of LA showgirls...the glitz and glamor appearance of what it seems to be; the ugly truth and problems of what really goes on behind...What I've gotta say is showbiz isn't only about sex and liquor...;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TVDUxcI1sGI/AAAAAAAACz4/5AKjfeOyxBw/s400/DF-28079_lr.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571186684889247842" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now if you're a major fan of Cher or Christina Aguilera, this movie is a MUST WATCH for you...who needs transforming cars or ear-deafening gunshots when you get to sit through a surround sound of Cher and Chris belting out their incredible vocals...even if you're not a fan, chances are that you'll fall in love with her almost instantaneously...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TVDUxChmN5I/AAAAAAAACzw/wkMtAurFCO0/s400/DF-12488_lr.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571186678013769618" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't believe me, here's a sneak peek:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pkVfANH5Zrc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must say the storyline is a little dull and predictable though, but the director still manages to pull through some humor and little jokes...more often than not, you'd hear laughing in the cinema...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are some semi nude scenes though, so if you're underage be sure to get parental guidance..;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spoiler alert: Girls, you get to see Cam Gigandet, almost naked..almost..;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TVAl8_eIIPI/AAAAAAAACzY/XpLXwLFCsTw/s400/cam-4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570994468817477874" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Aaahhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Conclusion is that:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you love shows of musical and performing arts, its a good watch...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're in for the plot though, you'd probably want to pass...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're just finding for some random movie to kill your time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd suggest this movie over the CNY shows this season, anytime...;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ratings: 3 half stars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-6953454102700201392?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/6953454102700201392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/6953454102700201392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/02/burlesque.html' title='Burlesque'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TVAegvrNQyI/AAAAAAAACzQ/D0JBD1DAIYg/s72-c/IMG_0657.JPG_effected.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-3687258928779229516</id><published>2011-01-23T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T22:40:49.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Candy much..:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TTw9NENSTOI/AAAAAAAACzA/FGZ6f1d50fU/s1600/candy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TTw9NENSTOI/AAAAAAAACzA/FGZ6f1d50fU/s400/candy.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565390534200151266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These 2 statuses were posted up without knowing that the other status exist...:)&lt;div&gt;Thought it was funny that the 2 statuses popped-up at the same time, right next to each other in my news feed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little things in life amuses me..:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-3687258928779229516?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/3687258928779229516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/3687258928779229516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/01/candy-muchd.html' title='Candy much..:D'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TTw9NENSTOI/AAAAAAAACzA/FGZ6f1d50fU/s72-c/candy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-8713895451239694163</id><published>2011-01-23T00:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T00:38:16.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My House tells my personality..XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I got this website from a fellow blogger, it's called &lt;a href="http://www.drawahouse.com/"&gt;Draw a House.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically how it works is you draw your dream house, and the application tells you your personality based on the picture (and also a few questions regarding your picture)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here I'm drawing my house..:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TTsDuv1G8KI/AAAAAAAACyo/a5H5UxpVu18/s400/4.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 247px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565045866194464930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here I'm drawing myself:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TTsDu7foyEI/AAAAAAAACyw/kXYDbTnd3-E/s400/5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565045869325633602" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 248px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the final outcome :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TTsDvOxF-qI/AAAAAAAACy4/ofmi4myO98Y/s400/6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565045874499123874" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 247px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now let's get the results, shall we..:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:small;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Based on your drawing and the 10 answers you gave this is a summary of your personality:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;sensitive and indecisiv&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;e&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at times. You are a &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;freedom lover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and a &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; person. You &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;love your house and family&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. You are a gifted artist as well. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Once you have a problem, you need a friend with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Your life is always &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;full of changes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. You are &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;very tidy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; person. There's nothing wrong with that because you're &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;pretty popular&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;among friends.(meh:P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;avoid being alone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;seek the company of others whenever possible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. You&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;love excitement&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and create it wherever you go. You &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;see the world as it is&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, not as you believe it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You added a flower into your drawing. The flower signifies that you&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;long for love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. We also see that you are sensuous, sexual, and privately passionate. You &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;don't think much about yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:small;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt; for agree, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Pink&lt;/span&gt; for disagree..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt; for STRONGLY agree..&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red&lt;/span&gt; for STRONGLY disagree..:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha..pretty close enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go try it out now..pretty neat stuff..:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drawahouse.com/"&gt;Draw a House.com&lt;/a&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-8713895451239694163?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/8713895451239694163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/8713895451239694163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-house-tells-my-personalityxd.html' title='My House tells my personality..XD'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TTsDuv1G8KI/AAAAAAAACyo/a5H5UxpVu18/s72-c/4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-2560121877796288285</id><published>2010-12-19T20:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T20:15:19.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Social Network Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Through out the years, Christmas has been getting more and more commercialized..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People tend to forget the true meaning of the season...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you know the reason for the season?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this video very interesting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It brings us back to the very first Christmas 2010 years ago...If people back then had facebook accounts, it would probably look something like this..;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="278"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sghwe4TYY18?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sghwe4TYY18?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="450" height="278"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas is indeed the birthday of Christ Jesus...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It isn't about Santa Clauses or Christmas Trees...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or even the presents (though presents are good;))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the next time you think about Christmas...think again about its true origins...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. 6 more days till Christmas...:)&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/38574798-2560121877796288285?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/2560121877796288285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/2560121877796288285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2010/12/social-network-christmas.html' title='A Social Network Christmas'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-7601572497892051845</id><published>2010-12-09T00:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T01:01:37.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To Glee...:)&lt;/div&gt;I'm soo loving this week's " A very Glee Christmas" :)&lt;div&gt;Glee taught me a lesson today...:)&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Add Video" border="0" class="gl_video" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Christmas is not about the gifts, it is about the giving...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like how 2010 years ago, the greatest gift was given to mankind...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The baby boy that brought us salvation...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TP-3GfX62eI/AAAAAAAACxg/Ar0s1euCh8Q/s400/baby-Jesus-in-a-manger1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548354588072663522" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 315px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~*~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On side note...I'm liking Shannon Beiste (The husky football coach from Glee) more and more...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deep down behind that heavy weight, fierce-looking body...She is just so likable..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially after "A very Glee Christmas" go watch it now you gleeks...:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1H4xtRY9V7I?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of my old-time favourites..&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't you just love Christmas Songs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;~*~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;16 more days to Christmas...~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-7601572497892051845?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/7601572497892051845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/7601572497892051845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2010/12/giving.html' title='Giving'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TP-3GfX62eI/AAAAAAAACxg/Ar0s1euCh8Q/s72-c/baby-Jesus-in-a-manger1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-131685324620552684</id><published>2010-12-07T20:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T20:33:51.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peper Peggy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a holiday today...and I was bored at home..:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I decided to do something to un-bore myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This was inspired by some pictures I saw a few days ago&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Can't remember the link)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meet my new friend Peggy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peggy is 2 today (in paper-years that is)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TP4oQ4A-g1I/AAAAAAAACxY/_ywC4yjC8Bc/s400/DSC08121.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547916061346530130" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and just like every 2 year olds, she is very curious about the new world around her..:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TP4oQLZ9fMI/AAAAAAAACxI/vOUpiLMp7eQ/s400/DSC08112.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547916049371724994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are times when we need to hold her hand while crossing a rocky path...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TP4oQWzxSdI/AAAAAAAACxQ/-XpT5vzCfdk/s400/DSC08116.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547916052432767442" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are times we need to keep her out of trouble...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TP4oPyLQq_I/AAAAAAAACxA/eqsl0O177pk/s400/DSC08111.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547916042599181298" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But like most 2 year olds,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;an ice-cream cone is just the right cure for almost anything..;)&lt;/div&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;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another 18 more days to Christmas..:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-131685324620552684?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/131685324620552684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/131685324620552684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2010/12/peper-peggy.html' title='Peper Peggy'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TP4oQ4A-g1I/AAAAAAAACxY/_ywC4yjC8Bc/s72-c/DSC08121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-2785679928339589935</id><published>2010-12-05T19:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T23:09:20.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you ready for CHRISTMAS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Just to get into the Christmas mood...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a classical rendition of  "Silent Night"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Please don't mind the quality, its all about the Christmas spirit after all...yes?;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" width="335" height="28" id="divplaylist"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.divshare.com/flash/playlist?myId=13415716-202"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.divshare.com/flash/playlist?myId=13415716-202" width="335" height="28" name="divplaylist" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was done by my friend &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/jay.sern"&gt;Jay Sern&lt;/a&gt; almost 2 years ago..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;*Oh the memories..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy~:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20 more days to Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-2785679928339589935?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/2785679928339589935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/2785679928339589935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2010/12/are-you-ready-for-christmas.html' title='Are you ready for CHRISTMAS!!!'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-4877585514463673185</id><published>2010-12-05T11:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T12:00:32.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Holiday Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm back from my 4 days getaway to Bali....and I'm still feeling the post holiday syndrome...:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, didn't do much in Bali...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;besides sleeping and eating and drinking (yeap...free flow food and drinks)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I guess overeating and too much sleeping really can make you very lazy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways, some pictures to brighten the mood....:)&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TPsLRjBC5PI/AAAAAAAACww/d5I5ZebPeqY/s1600/DSC08021%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TPsLRjBC5PI/AAAAAAAACww/d5I5ZebPeqY/s400/DSC08021%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547039762122204402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TPsLRhJhBpI/AAAAAAAACwo/m9bUq0WvMw4/s1600/DSC07990%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TPsLRhJhBpI/AAAAAAAACwo/m9bUq0WvMw4/s400/DSC07990%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547039761620862610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TPsLRf4bCXI/AAAAAAAACwg/OdNzGlH6KsA/s1600/DSC07976%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TPsLRf4bCXI/AAAAAAAACwg/OdNzGlH6KsA/s400/DSC07976%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547039761280731506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TPsLQQCTBLI/AAAAAAAACwY/jrTIss6HLp0/s1600/DSC07875%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TPsLQQCTBLI/AAAAAAAACwY/jrTIss6HLp0/s400/DSC07875%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547039739847312562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TPsLQBQ0PzI/AAAAAAAACwQ/1f0JgKaiv9s/s1600/DSC07879%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TPsLQBQ0PzI/AAAAAAAACwQ/1f0JgKaiv9s/s400/DSC07879%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547039735881678642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I still don't want to get back to working...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My mind is now set on Christmas!!! Woohoo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I CANNOT WAIT....:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Especially for this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=145478888835933"&gt;THE GIFT!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I get to see Simon and Aki act on stage...muahahhaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*hope that I don't have to work that day*=_=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*If any of you readers are interested to attend, do drop a message in my shout out~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~*~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;SPM is ending SOON!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and to my sister who still stalks my blog (when she should be studying:P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You better be home on the 18th &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;for ALL I CARE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;...Cause we'll be baking cookies!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;...and all the best in your remaining Bio, Chem and Chinese papers..;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~*~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got invites to &lt;b&gt;Tron:Legacy&lt;/b&gt; again...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TPsNwQt9moI/AAAAAAAACw4/d1Aag3ci9pk/s400/Capture.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547042488809527938" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 155px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;THANK YOU NUFFNANG!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Too bad I already found my plus one...:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So hope for next time okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unless he decides to FFK me..I shall scout again...;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-4877585514463673185?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4877585514463673185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4877585514463673185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2010/12/post-holiday-blues.html' title='Post Holiday Blues'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TPsLRjBC5PI/AAAAAAAACww/d5I5ZebPeqY/s72-c/DSC08021%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-5984969370278887459</id><published>2010-11-27T23:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T23:40:48.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this right?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sometimes it hurts to see you with that girl or any other girl to be exact...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I must constantly remind myself of all the past experiences and all the consequences...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those girls sort of remind me of a younger ME. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The younger ME that must not return...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for current ME has to be sophisticated...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seemingly easy, but carefully making each step...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not wanting to make the same mistakes again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is this right? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart has been hardened&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;through heartbreaks aft&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;er heartbreaks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;after heartbreaks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What really happened? What went wrong?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever is going to happen, will it be affected by how I am right now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously whatever I did in the past did not work...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But whatever I'm doing currently...will it work now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stares blankly in deep thought...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe if I don't hold my hopes too high, the impact falling down won't be so hard...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I'm worrying too much...I like things the way it is right now....:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we'll just have to wait and see what happens...later on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TPEigQxjUNI/AAAAAAAACwI/mKde-ogBWUg/s400/broken.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544250553923752146" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 317px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It was broken long before I met you..:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-5984969370278887459?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/5984969370278887459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/5984969370278887459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2010/11/is-this-right.html' title='Is this right?'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TPEigQxjUNI/AAAAAAAACwI/mKde-ogBWUg/s72-c/broken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-6992422364879324896</id><published>2010-11-21T10:42:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T12:55:29.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Case of the Stolen Keys to Tron: Legacy by TGV</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L9szn1QQfas?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out the trailer for TRON Legacy....So freakin' awesome not? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I so love cyber-3D-movies...and I so wanna watch this....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I so heard that Nuffnang is giving out free invites!!! Woohooo!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But just as I went on their &lt;a href="http://www.nuffnang.com.my/blog/2010/11/19/nuffnang-premiere-screening-tron-legacy/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; to check out further details...I saw this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TOiIVTB9m_I/AAAAAAAACrg/GhiAKe_imqo/s400/tron_poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541829240946531314" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Someone has stolen the keys to the TRON show reel safe....T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who one earth will do such a thing!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I decided to put on my detective cap and help solve this mystery...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's give this a little "Sherlock" feel, shall we..;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;font face="courier"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday, November 19 7:59pm&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Crime Scene: TGV Projection Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Crime scene has been investigated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;No signs of break-in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;No signs of damage to safe or whatsoever items in the room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;No fingerprints were left behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TOiQ2-yAiYI/AAAAAAAACr4/Mn2Q2V1AODc/s400/pic1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541838615719479682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 341px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Conclusion: This must be the job of an experienced thief!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;or could it be something not human...O_O"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*Thoughts of haunted cinemas start clouding up my mind*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*Shakes off that thought*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Scanned through the entire premises and found first evidence!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Few strands of golden hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TOiQ15sMreI/AAAAAAAACrw/_DrHd_GNYlY/s400/pic2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541838597173063138" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 341px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&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"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Suspect still unknown. Will have to collect more clues to solve this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Saturday, November 20 10:37am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I arranged an interview with the witnesses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Key Witness:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  Mark, the projectionist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Recount:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“After locking the newly-arrived TRON: Legacy show reels in, I had to answer an urgent call of nature. Absent-mindedly, I left the keys in the drawer. When I returned about 5 minutes later, my desk had been scuffled through and the keys were gone! I immediately reported it to Mr Muthu, my manager.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I swear, I didn’t do it. I love my job and I wouldn’t do anything to jeopardise my career. And plus, I have black hair and I was wearing a white polo tee with black pants – nothing that even came close to the shade of gold!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“I was completing some paperwork since 6.00pm when Mark stormed in and told me that the keys were missing. I know Mark didn’t do it because he is a trustworthy employee and a man of strong religious beliefs. His only fault was his carelessness.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Mr Muthu, the manager&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“Saya tak nampak sesiapapun masuk bilik show reel itu kecuali Mark. Pada masa kejadian, saya tidak pernah berganjak dari stesen tugasan saya. Itu Mark saya dah lama kenal. Dia tu baik. Tak mungkin dia buat. Kalau nak suspek, saya rasa mungkin itu keychain yang buat.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Ahmad, the security guard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“Ya, ada nampak itu Mark dalam tandas. Masa itu, saya mop lantai tandas sebab basah. Itu Mark tak ada buat pelik. Macam biasalah.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Thurein, the Myanmarese janitor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“A-Cee didn’t see nobody in the room because A-Cee was on SLEEP mode yo! Y’know, I’m so cool sometimes, Mark has to turn me off!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- &lt;em&gt;A-Cee, the cool 2.0 horsepower air-con in the projectionist room&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hypothesis:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1. An inside job. Someone who was already in the projection room before the crime took place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2. A very experienced thief. P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ossibly more than one thief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thief(Thieves) was blonde. Possibly female.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;4. Blonde hair could be a hoax to distract attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Suspects:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TOiaXa6izZI/AAAAAAAACsA/Vgge7S02pt4/s400/suspec1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541849068631936402" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 341px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TOiaYFwJq2I/AAAAAAAACsQ/h8vDAH_L-YE/s400/suspect2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541849080131070818" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 341px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TOiaX-FArRI/AAAAAAAACsI/Y0lGpncX1xU/s400/suspect3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541849078071078162" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 341px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I guess this case has to be put on hold till further information and instruction has been given.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In the meantime, if you feel that you're Sherlock Holmes(just like me). Do feel free to drop by TGV's facebook page at&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/TGVCinemas"&gt; www.facebook.com/TGVCinemas&lt;/a&gt; and join the hunt for the TRON Thief!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why? Because TGV Cinemas and partners are giving out A Private Screening Hall for any movie + a Panasonic 50” 3DTV and many other attractive prizes to the ones who manage to solve the case*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Terms and Conditions Apply&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/TGVCinemas" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nuffnang.com.my/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/tron_image.jpg" alt="poster" title="Tron Legacy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So what are you waiting for detective? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-6992422364879324896?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/6992422364879324896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/6992422364879324896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2010/11/case-of-stolen-keys-to-tron-legacy-by.html' title='Case of the Stolen Keys to Tron: Legacy by TGV'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TOiIVTB9m_I/AAAAAAAACrg/GhiAKe_imqo/s72-c/tron_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-2817557228100465701</id><published>2010-11-19T01:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T01:10:51.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God provides..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have recently joined a little cell group organized by some lovely people from KL Bread of Life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be frank, It's nice to feel belong to a cell group again..:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I must say that the messages they share there are amazing...short, simple, easy to understand and very relevant to our daily lives...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like today, the message was:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Know that the LORD has set apart the godly for himself;the LORD will hear when I call to him. Psalms 4:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I realized the many times I called for help, and He provided...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the many times I took for granted...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the ever forgiving and generous God I have...ever ready to provide, even when I forget to be thankful..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there are times, when we don't get what we ask for immediately...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe that's not what He has planned for us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe our "Plan B" was His "Plan A", perhaps He just wants us to be patient and wait for His plans to be revealed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like how Abraham waited so long for his promised son Isaac..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or how David waited so patiently to finally become King...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if the road is bumpy, or you seem to stuck in mud, be sure that He will pull you up again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; he set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand. Psalm 40:2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...and that's a reminder I must remind myself everyday. That God knows what is best for me, and He knows what I can handle and what I cannot...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow, rather amazingly...a rather similar message was shared in church last Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When trouble occurs, who do we go to first? Perhaps for most Christians, the logical answer that comes to mind first is God...but ask yourself, how many times do you actually go to Him first? rather than trying to solve the problem by yourself, or going to a parent? or maybe even a pastor?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I admit I am guilty of that...more often than not I go to a friend or a family member..then I seek God...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think He is trying to tell me something...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So I say to you: Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. Luke 11:9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most often than not, we give thanks to God once we receive (be it a blessing or a gift), that is appreciation...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To give thanks for something before even receiving it, that is Faith...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to have faith is to know that He will eventually give what is needed and asked for, but sometimes that does not happen instantly..we just have to wait till it happens..:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a totally unrelated note: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My loyalty to Nuffnang finally paid off...:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Invite to Social Network screening* :D:D:D Woot woot..:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-2817557228100465701?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/2817557228100465701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/2817557228100465701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2010/11/god-provides_19.html' title='God provides..'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-5840797043124630471</id><published>2010-11-13T23:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T23:44:41.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I lol-ed.XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Few pictures that made me LoL-ed..XD, just thought of sharing it with you guys..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Image taken from college humour &lt;a href="http://www.collegehumor.com/"&gt;http://www.collegehumor.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="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TN6x_x38PNI/AAAAAAAACrU/th2aF8pfaLs/s400/76c50d8f6d518d1d704301a4acba63d9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539060300990135506" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TN6x_sQvC2I/AAAAAAAACrM/DUf7nciSdUw/s400/8e6399f9e921afa5f1fe6b4ccab89f10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539060299483515746" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TN6x_dW_7ZI/AAAAAAAACq8/y_guWcw53F4/s400/0fb96b357206573b0090068e47023f17.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539060295483256210" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TN6x_TEdx0I/AAAAAAAACrE/x3SuPLW80MY/s400/3f7a2abf417169ee0be761326d241a65.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539060292721166146" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Sunday! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-5840797043124630471?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/5840797043124630471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/5840797043124630471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-lol-edxd.html' title='I lol-ed.XD'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TN6x_x38PNI/AAAAAAAACrU/th2aF8pfaLs/s72-c/76c50d8f6d518d1d704301a4acba63d9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-5457366483500983206</id><published>2010-11-13T22:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T23:21:14.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things change as you grow older...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;True enough, as you grow older each year...Birthdays don't seem to matter as much anymore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back then, things that come to mind when birthdays are mentioned were things like the amount of presents received, the amount of birthday wishes you get, how many people to invite to the party...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those things were such big deals back then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now, it feels different...A birthday is just like any other day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I won't expect presents (not that I don't want any..:P), neither will I be concern about how many wishes I get...or will there be cake...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want to thank God for these 22 years of bliss and joy he has blessed me with...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A comfortable home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lovely family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wonderful friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A job that pays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though there will be times I sulk and wonder why I don't get somethings I want...or why things don't go my way...but then I think again about the many people out there living on the streets, alone, cold and hungry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My life ain't so bad after all...:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have so many things I need to make my life comfortable enough..perhaps too comfortable...:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps the best birthday present ever is the chance to experience a brand new day everyday, knowing that I'm still alive and healthy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't need materialistic things to make me happy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after all, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;happiness is not achieved by having what I like, instead it is achieved by liking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; whatever I have..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TN6pInAl8NI/AAAAAAAACq0/Vjmyjbq-3vc/s400/caku.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539050557087805650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;h2 id="passage_heading" style="text-align: center;font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That I may proclaim with the voice of thanksgiving, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and tell of all Your wondrous works. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Psalm 26:7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&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/38574798-5457366483500983206?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/5457366483500983206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/5457366483500983206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2010/11/things-changes-as-you-grow-older.html' title='Things change as you grow older...'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TN6pInAl8NI/AAAAAAAACq0/Vjmyjbq-3vc/s72-c/caku.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-78332854304263058</id><published>2010-11-09T00:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T00:51:41.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That jingle-ly feeling again♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's the most wonderful time of the year....:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though its like a months away....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting the christmas feel once again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back when I was little, I used to imagine Christmas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White and Snowing...♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TNgpMavIVtI/AAAAAAAACqM/WzS6LBucQZc/s1600/house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TNgpMavIVtI/AAAAAAAACqM/WzS6LBucQZc/s400/house.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537221035164194514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warm cosy fireplace...♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TNgpMDRaVKI/AAAAAAAACqE/plOkTahhUgg/s1600/warmfire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TNgpMDRaVKI/AAAAAAAACqE/plOkTahhUgg/s400/warmfire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537221028865528994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot Cocoa and Marshmallows...♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TNgqOdrvMiI/AAAAAAAACqc/NHvrF0L2yNM/s1600/hot_cocoa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TNgqOdrvMiI/AAAAAAAACqc/NHvrF0L2yNM/s400/hot_cocoa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537222169826636322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...I can't wait...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken last Christmas...remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TNgpMygfoII/AAAAAAAACqU/J0d-uGQkr4s/s1600/lastchristmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TNgpMygfoII/AAAAAAAACqU/J0d-uGQkr4s/s400/lastchristmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537221041545257090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TNgqPbH_PRI/AAAAAAAACqs/4IkGnQfjohQ/s1600/DSC05835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TNgqPbH_PRI/AAAAAAAACqs/4IkGnQfjohQ/s400/DSC05835.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537222186319691026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TNgqOwjMeCI/AAAAAAAACqk/_-Aew2PwASw/s1600/DSC05834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TNgqOwjMeCI/AAAAAAAACqk/_-Aew2PwASw/s400/DSC05834.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537222174891079714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's amazing how time flies...&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/38574798-78332854304263058?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/78332854304263058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/78332854304263058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2010/11/that-jingle-ly-feeling-again.html' title='That jingle-ly feeling again♥'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TNgpMavIVtI/AAAAAAAACqM/WzS6LBucQZc/s72-c/house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-6493459105115111172</id><published>2010-10-30T01:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T10:45:25.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A years worth...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I paused and wondered, as I watched time tick by...&lt;br /&gt;day by day, seconds made...seconds exist...&lt;br /&gt;then seconds will fade...just like that, it slowly creeps on...&lt;br /&gt;ever so swiftly, you don't notice its gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is such a strange little thing...&lt;br /&gt;so little when you need more to stop and to think...&lt;br /&gt;of the past, of the present, of the future to come...&lt;br /&gt;of what has been achieved&lt;br /&gt;of what yet to be done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before you realize it, its gone just like that...&lt;br /&gt;another year goes by,&lt;br /&gt;another comes of which I'm not prepared for yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year ago, I never thought that...&lt;br /&gt;I'd be sitting here wondering of the one year I had...&lt;br /&gt;The people who stepped into my life so briefly,&lt;br /&gt;some others who left a mark so deeply...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year ago, I never expected that...&lt;br /&gt;friends will become strangers and strangers will become friends...&lt;br /&gt;those who taught me are the ones least expected...&lt;br /&gt;the lessons I learnt, am learning, have yet to learn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so briefly a year has gone by...&lt;br /&gt;time to celebrate one year I have survived...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe "survive" shouldn't be the word...&lt;br /&gt;One year I have lived, grew and celebrated...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November's the month...&lt;br /&gt;back then it all started...&lt;br /&gt;When I was brought to the world...&lt;br /&gt;...young, new, and excited...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 years just like that...&lt;br /&gt;what have I achieved?&lt;br /&gt;I asked myself...&lt;br /&gt;nothing much,&lt;br /&gt;more than I expected,&lt;br /&gt;far more than I could've imagine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, the experience is priceless...&lt;br /&gt;of the people I have met, yet to meet...&lt;br /&gt;of the things each and everyone of them did...&lt;br /&gt;of the lessons taught, of the advices I will heed..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for being a great part in my life...&lt;br /&gt;no matter, if I just met you or knew you much earlier...&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't a mistake,&lt;br /&gt;it was fate, it was destiny...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TMuGDwGyKQI/AAAAAAAACp8/zfe6oC4uups/s1600/gypsy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TMuGDwGyKQI/AAAAAAAACp8/zfe6oC4uups/s400/gypsy1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533663966165870850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/38574798-6493459105115111172?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/6493459105115111172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/6493459105115111172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2010/10/years-worth.html' title='A years worth...'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TMuGDwGyKQI/AAAAAAAACp8/zfe6oC4uups/s72-c/gypsy1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-2567538855813052922</id><published>2010-10-27T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T23:04:11.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New chapter?</title><content type='html'>And so I make the first step into what may be a brand new experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 weeks...we shall wait and see His plans for my future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling very strange..:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-2567538855813052922?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/2567538855813052922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/2567538855813052922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-chapter.html' title='New chapter?'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-6802629929976329829</id><published>2010-10-24T22:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T23:02:06.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating what is now...</title><content type='html'>Psalms 118:24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the day the LORD has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the message which was shared in church today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you are in the spring of life or in the autumn of life, are you making everyday count for something? Is your day filled with praises or is it filled with complains? Is it filled with unique opportunities or does it just pass by?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people look forward to the future...so much that they miss out on the present...&lt;br /&gt;Others live looking back to the past...They are missing out in life, they are merely surviving and hanging in there...not celebrating the day as it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often, I am caught in this situation..I complain if I ever had a bad day, if things don't go my way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even more often, I get caught up with life so much that it becomes a routine and I forget it is a gift...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do we live up to Psalm 118:24?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wake up everyday and say " I will be sensitive of the world today"&lt;br /&gt;Being aware of all that is happening around and of the challenges in life...&lt;br /&gt;Most people are often too caught up with life's routine, that they become insensitive to the world...This is called stonewall... As if you have seen nothing and shut the world away from our lives...we become so used to what is happening in our lives that we stonewall the world like zombies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself these questions:&lt;br /&gt;-What was the last 5 things you saw?&lt;br /&gt;-What was the last 5 things you smelt?&lt;br /&gt;-What was the last 5 things you heard?&lt;br /&gt;-What was the last 5 things you tasted?&lt;br /&gt;-What was the last 5 things you felt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If  you have answered those questions without hesitation, kudos to you...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Get outside of yourself and help someone else...&lt;br /&gt;As said, reach out and touch someone else in the spirit of Christ...even a simple gesture can make a giant impact, so you'll never know...your actions might just make someone else's day..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Don't worry of tomorrow. Just celebrate the present.&lt;br /&gt;For we don't know what the future holds, but we know who holds the future. Leave the future to Him and focus on what is now. Knowing that, we'll trust God for tomorrow and hence each day can be a wonderful experience or a precious lesson, even the bad ones..;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-6802629929976329829?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/6802629929976329829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/6802629929976329829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2010/10/celebrating-what-is-now.html' title='Celebrating what is now...'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-4491256054622863391</id><published>2010-10-16T00:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T01:52:10.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Casper's debut...boo..</title><content type='html'>Hehehe...:"3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you're wondering :"Who is Casper?" He's &lt;a href="http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-new-baby.html"&gt;my little white accoustic&lt;/a&gt;..♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got bored at home with nothing to do...so I figured, why not let Casper have his first video debut...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't mind the bad quality and the bad singing and the bad playing..:(&lt;br /&gt;Was just doing this for fun..and for fun it shall be..:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vf9xQNFsiK0?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vf9xQNFsiK0?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the lyrics in case you can't hear what I'm mumbling about..:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song Title: Breakeven by The Script&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing&lt;br /&gt;Just prayed to a God that I don't believe in&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I got time while he got freedom&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when a heart breaks, no it don't breakeven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His best days will be some of my worst&lt;br /&gt;He finally met a girl that's gonna put him first&lt;br /&gt;While I'm wide awake he's no trouble sleeping&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when a heart breaks, no it don't breakeven...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I suppose to do&lt;br /&gt;When the best part of me was always you and&lt;br /&gt;What am I suppose to say&lt;br /&gt;When I'm all choked up and you're okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say bad things happen for a reason&lt;br /&gt;But no wise words gonna stop the bleeding&lt;br /&gt;'Cause he's moved on while I'm still grieving&lt;br /&gt;And when a heart breaks, no it don't breakeven, even, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I gonna do&lt;br /&gt;When the best part of me was always you&lt;br /&gt;And what am I suppose to say&lt;br /&gt;When I'm all choked up and you're okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got her heart and my heart and none of the pain&lt;br /&gt;You took your suitcase, I took the blame&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm tryna make sense of what little remains, oh&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you left me with no love and no love to my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing&lt;br /&gt;Just prayed to a God that I don't believe in&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I got time while she got freedom&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when a heart breaks, no it don't breakeven....:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-4491256054622863391?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4491256054622863391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4491256054622863391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2010/10/caspers-debutboo.html' title='Casper&apos;s debut...boo..'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-4389357264364193264</id><published>2010-10-14T20:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T20:49:23.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple words of encouragement...</title><content type='html'>It feels great to have such great friends who keeps a lookout for me...even if they don't make it known...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I feel so thankful for the people around me...knowing that there are some who takes the initiative to read this blog full of random rantings (be it emo or happy) it makes me feel all warm and loved inside...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I came online tonight, I got this "love letter" from a friend, who I must say have grown so much from the shy girl to that optimistic, confident leader..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Find urself and build urself up....if u're thiknking is he the one, think again am i the godly woman God calls me to be....dun worry abt not being able to find one but focus on building urself....dun nid to feel preasured....if the relationship is meant to be, God will provide and make it happen  always ask ourselves, will the relationship adds to God's glory or will it destroy ourselves instead....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such simple words that brought great comfort to my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You..:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-4389357264364193264?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4389357264364193264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4389357264364193264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2010/10/simple-words-of-encouragement.html' title='Simple words of encouragement...'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-8446607147549336248</id><published>2010-10-13T23:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T00:02:22.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories and experience- Rewind...</title><content type='html'>I've never been successful in love or relationships or any thing of that sort...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times I've tried, many times I've failed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the point I don't know whatever is that feeling that holds couple together...&lt;br /&gt;What does one really feel when they say "I love you"?&lt;br /&gt;What does one really mean when they say " I'm kinda into you"?&lt;br /&gt;How sure can one be when they say " He/she's the one"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made sure I guarded my heart...never wanting to give into another smile, another compliment, another heartbeat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you...talking to you makes me laugh...being with you makes me feel relaxed...just the thought of getting to see you makes me anticipate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I doing this again right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't I learnt? Do I want to get hurt again? T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God please tell me what should I do...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-8446607147549336248?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/8446607147549336248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/8446607147549336248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2010/10/memories-and-experience-rewind.html' title='Memories and experience- Rewind...'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-9124318649037353487</id><published>2010-10-03T15:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T15:59:24.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Craze!!</title><content type='html'>Lately, I've been very very addicted to dance videos, dance movies, hot dancers with hot dancer's abs...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Glee season 2 and the development of its hot dancer character, Mike Chang (aka Other Asian)...I've been googling up pictures and past videos of him *hearts* and now I'm hooked to this online mini series called the LXD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TKg0gfUaMNI/AAAAAAAACo8/edgCLuFbm5I/s1600/harryshumjr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TKg0gfUaMNI/AAAAAAAACo8/edgCLuFbm5I/s400/harryshumjr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523722675737473234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is Harry Shum Jr. aka Mike Chang incase you didn't know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, LXD stands for Legion of Extraordinary Dancers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TKg0gn71IlI/AAAAAAAACpE/GDTk5_cIG4s/s1600/key_art_the_lxd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 156px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TKg0gn71IlI/AAAAAAAACpE/GDTk5_cIG4s/s400/key_art_the_lxd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523722678050300498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a series about a team of extraordinary dancers ( the name says it all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They combine dance and storytelling together to tell a story about a team of dancers with superpowers out to defend the world from another team of evil dancers (the BEAST).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Filled with a combination of different dances (Hiphop, breaking, popping, fusion, ballet and even tap-dance) Season 1 introduces the many different characters with many different talents, each unique in its very own way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TKg3Tx1OhFI/AAAAAAAACp0/OZC6mAun9Pg/s1600/ElliotHoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TKg3Tx1OhFI/AAAAAAAACp0/OZC6mAun9Pg/s400/ElliotHoo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523725755903542354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Harry Shum Jr!!! Hot not...? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TKg0gzD4wTI/AAAAAAAACpM/AIK4j8wMIvY/s1600/514j3G%2BzURL._SL500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TKg0gzD4wTI/AAAAAAAACpM/AIK4j8wMIvY/s400/514j3G%2BzURL._SL500_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523722681036882226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I first wiki-ed this series, I was hyperventilating...but sadly the online series screens only on hulu.com and its only allowed for US viewing...:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I managed to get hold of the whole season ( I love the internet) and I'm LOVIN' it...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for season 2 to be out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TKg0g4LUQrI/AAAAAAAACpU/dbV20f00qfE/s1600/the-lxd-shirt-480x236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 197px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TKg0g4LUQrI/AAAAAAAACpU/dbV20f00qfE/s400/the-lxd-shirt-480x236.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523722682410222258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LXD T-shirt me wants!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ends post with snippets from Glee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TKg0hKZ7VPI/AAAAAAAACpc/yZxmBSNjYZE/s1600/33vj4nd.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TKg0hKZ7VPI/AAAAAAAACpc/yZxmBSNjYZE/s400/33vj4nd.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523722687303341298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TKg2rLAT0SI/AAAAAAAACps/ak4tmSSdfjM/s1600/r2nxpc.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 132px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TKg2rLAT0SI/AAAAAAAACps/ak4tmSSdfjM/s400/r2nxpc.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523725058286276898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TKg2q86a6VI/AAAAAAAACpk/4AKSSeDGug0/s1600/sdlafq.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TKg2q86a6VI/AAAAAAAACpk/4AKSSeDGug0/s400/sdlafq.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523725054503479634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;I'm such a GLEEK.....:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-9124318649037353487?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/9124318649037353487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/9124318649037353487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2010/10/dance-craze.html' title='Dance Craze!!'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TKg0gfUaMNI/AAAAAAAACo8/edgCLuFbm5I/s72-c/harryshumjr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-1805210974665123304</id><published>2010-09-25T19:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T22:57:15.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today was a good day..:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TJ4Lyy1DqDI/AAAAAAAACo0/ZWg1ZkZI-3A/s1600/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Got to sleep in later than any normal working day...on a working day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Didn't do much in the office, managed to finalize most of the artwork...meaning less work on Monday..:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I spend the remaining rest of my office hours, burning Glee soundtracks into a disc:D&lt;br /&gt;I must admit I'm a Gleek now...:D Whee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time well spent until 1pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping for Ivory White Dress with a certain someone someone for a her wedding...XD&lt;br /&gt;Managed to find one...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to top up the day...I came home and found this on the dining table....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TJ3fPuhze9I/AAAAAAAACoU/2ZiF_IEks5k/s1600/IMAG0107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TJ3fPuhze9I/AAAAAAAACoU/2ZiF_IEks5k/s400/IMAG0107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520814179506944978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG!! I never knew that post services were available on weekends too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Glee Glee..I didn't have to wait till Monday...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TJ3fQZLELwI/AAAAAAAACoc/VWu7uR5hYJU/s1600/IMAG0110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TJ3fQZLELwI/AAAAAAAACoc/VWu7uR5hYJU/s400/IMAG0110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520814190954295042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm soooo EXCITED to try it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TJ3fQzZxAbI/AAAAAAAACok/rak5Hc0bbyM/s1600/IMAG0111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TJ3fQzZxAbI/AAAAAAAACok/rak5Hc0bbyM/s400/IMAG0111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520814197995274674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can't stop taking picture of it..tee hee..:"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TJ3fR0hcAMI/AAAAAAAACos/zQ0JBPds8jM/s1600/IMAG0114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TJ3fR0hcAMI/AAAAAAAACos/zQ0JBPds8jM/s400/IMAG0114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520814215475757250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for it...the first post of *&lt;a href="http://heartoms.tumblr.com/"&gt;Hearts on My Sleeve&lt;/a&gt;* ever drawn with a graphic tablet..;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, here's a sloppy drawing of someone..:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TJ4Lyy1DqDI/AAAAAAAACo0/ZWg1ZkZI-3A/s1600/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TJ4Lyy1DqDI/AAAAAAAACo0/ZWg1ZkZI-3A/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520863160468482098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can see...I kinda got lazy towards the end....:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to improve ALOT!!&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/38574798-1805210974665123304?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/1805210974665123304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/1805210974665123304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2010/09/today-was-good-day.html' title='Today was a good day..:)'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TJ3fPuhze9I/AAAAAAAACoU/2ZiF_IEks5k/s72-c/IMAG0107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-5872974222297654131</id><published>2010-09-25T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T00:46:12.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anticipation..</title><content type='html'>I'm anticipating SO MANY THINGS!!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My new toy, which is due to arrive on Monday...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shopping for new outfit with bff later...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merlin, Glee, How I Met Your Mother, Big Bang Theory next week...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Company launch next Friday, so I won't need to have my butt glued to the office chair...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.....Gaaahhh...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shall update as soon as I get my new toy...*grinS*:D:D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-5872974222297654131?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/5872974222297654131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/5872974222297654131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2010/09/anticipation.html' title='Anticipation..'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-921113971185144060</id><published>2010-09-19T00:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T01:04:26.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Hobby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lately I realized that I have GOT to do something with my life...&lt;div&gt;If I accumulated all the time well wasted, I may have already recorded a music video (and gotten famous), or write a song (and gotten famous), write a book (and gotten famous) ...and here I go again wasting time and thinking of getting famous...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of you facebook stalkers might have already noticed that I got a new Tumblr account!!!:)...More like, I've renovated my 'new' Tumblr account:) Yippees...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause I'm starting this new hobby of digital illustrating...:D Inspired by &lt;a href="http://hjstory.tumblr.com/"&gt;HJ story&lt;/a&gt; introduced by &lt;a href="http://sunswirlsue.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sue-Ann&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hence, the official launch of &lt;a href="http://suejan3.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://heartoms.tumblr.com/"&gt;Heart on my sleeve&lt;/a&gt;...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TJTtBCgRdbI/AAAAAAAACoM/-9NT-a23ymM/s400/header.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 149px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518296045543585202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drawings are not that 'pro' yet..please bear with it while I improve in time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drawing with a mouse is very difficult and can be really frustrating..:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saving up for a graphic tablet so that I can present to you more decent illustrations..:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, please like..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-921113971185144060?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/921113971185144060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/921113971185144060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-new-hobby.html' title='My New Hobby...'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TJTtBCgRdbI/AAAAAAAACoM/-9NT-a23ymM/s72-c/header.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-6544845621287307472</id><published>2010-09-13T20:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T20:01:47.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rantsssss</title><content type='html'>I sometimes feel I'm so pathetic....&lt;br /&gt;Just cheer up and get some dinner Jane....&lt;br /&gt;You might just end up sad and lonely later in life...&lt;br /&gt;Get real and get use to it...=_=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-6544845621287307472?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/6544845621287307472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/6544845621287307472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2010/09/rantsssss.html' title='Rantsssss'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-4424514368716241850</id><published>2010-09-06T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T00:01:25.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom meets photoshop..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TIUP9RNVNkI/AAAAAAAACn8/fOepr35Nz0g/s1600/shy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TIUP9RNVNkI/AAAAAAAACn8/fOepr35Nz0g/s400/shy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513830864050796098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got bored...&lt;br /&gt;Boredom meets photoshop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously should start saving for a wacom tablet..&lt;br /&gt;Illustrating with a mouse is tiring..&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/38574798-4424514368716241850?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4424514368716241850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4424514368716241850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2010/09/boredom-meets-photoshop.html' title='Boredom meets photoshop..'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TIUP9RNVNkI/AAAAAAAACn8/fOepr35Nz0g/s72-c/shy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-767000629702511135</id><published>2010-09-03T17:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T17:52:27.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of the good things in life..♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TIDEwtDPIqI/AAAAAAAACn0/6TF4O3QovZY/s1600/teds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 397px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512622284907422370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TIDEwtDPIqI/AAAAAAAACn0/6TF4O3QovZY/s400/teds.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Did this in the office today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to remind me of the better things in life...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like coffee~&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/38574798-767000629702511135?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/767000629702511135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/767000629702511135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2010/09/of-good-things-in-life.html' title='Of the good things in life..♥'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TIDEwtDPIqI/AAAAAAAACn0/6TF4O3QovZY/s72-c/teds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-4329720261982415201</id><published>2010-09-03T10:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T21:32:59.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like crackers and coffee..</title><content type='html'>One night of thinking, praying and thinking again....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thought of one of my highschool friend who passed away a few weeks ago..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thought of a friend's friend who got attacked a few days ago and now in a state of coma, struggling to survive..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It stroke my mind that both of them were 23 years old...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am 22 years old..A lot can happen in a years time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What if I don't make it till 2012? (Not to say that I'm cursing myself) but more of note to self that life is short...I shouldn't be complaining, I should be living it to the fullest instead...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God gave me this life and He is fair...everyone goes through hardships once in a while...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like my favourite coffee and cream crackers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like the crackers and the coffee is happiness...There are times when there will be too little coffee, and the cracker will be too big to fit through the cup to reach the creamy goodness...Everybody wants it to be perfect, but if it is too perfect...will it make me contended? will it make me happy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But If I bite off the little edges, I'll get to dunk the remaining cracker in the coffee...:) and I'll get to enjoy the delicious coffee filled cracker till the end...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe life don't necessary need to be perfect to fulfill ones happiness...maybe the imperfection of life is what makes life worth living...a challenge everyday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps this new change of mindset will help change my perspective in things that don't exactly go my way...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jane, be optimistic...:)&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/38574798-4329720261982415201?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4329720261982415201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4329720261982415201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2010/09/like-crackers-and-coffee.html' title='Like crackers and coffee..'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-8859059776694330806</id><published>2010-09-02T23:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T23:59:55.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Absorbed in distress.....:(</title><content type='html'>Well may distress is not the word...more like "There is something missing and I don't know what it is"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I haven't been very happy with my job, my bosses, technically my life...It's like I'm living in emptiness...When things don't go my way, I get cranky and then spend a whole 5-10 minutes of my life complaining of how sad my life is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, I sulk at my job; I sulk at my friends, I sulk at my family members...I sulk at practically everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly it struck me on my brisk drive home a few minutes ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am soaking myself in self pity and angst...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been like that ever since I left Uni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to fb and ym (which I ever so secretly stalk), I get updates from friends back in colleges...They seem pretty happy, why am I alone here in my room complaining about life and rotting to death...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After pondering, I realize that self pity is not going to take me anywhere...It is just gonna affect my mood and make me all grumpy and then I'll just go let it off on an innocent by stander (It has happened a couple of times already) and here I want to apologize to anyone I have offended previously...you know who you are...sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I need to take the initiative to keep my friendship and relationships strong...or do I just need to let go of what is past and move on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no longer a student in MMU, and I doubt I'll become one again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get what my college friends joke about...so I move on to the grads gathering, but I'm blur about the things they talk about too...and grads gathering can sometimes be like a knife poking into my heart, pressuring me on my single status...you see, most of them are attached...and sometimes going out with them feels like a couple retreat...(no offence to the grads I'm refering to) Maybe I'm just desperate...I feel I need someone in my life, but I just don't feel it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend once told me, maybe it is not about falling in love but growing in love...But how can you grow in love when there is nothing there in the first place to start with? There still need to be some spark or sense of interest or maybe a good first impression? Correct me if I'm wrong...but that's what I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this and more...have been thinking a lot of my future...shall not reveal more until the whole picture is clearer...:( but I should be :) instead cause it might be a breakthrough, a start of something new...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these things running through my head...running through my head!!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might just go to sleep to forget them for this little while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gnites'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-8859059776694330806?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/8859059776694330806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/8859059776694330806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2010/09/absorbed-in-distress.html' title='Absorbed in distress.....:('/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-3362260041900982563</id><published>2010-08-30T00:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T00:54:13.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be careful of words...</title><content type='html'>Thanks to Jac, I now know the meaning of "camwhore"@"camwhoring"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1 id="firstHeading" class="firstHeading"&gt;Camwhore&lt;/h1&gt;    &lt;!-- /firstHeading --&gt;    &lt;!-- bodyContent --&gt;         &lt;!-- tagline --&gt;     &lt;div id="siteSub"&gt;From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;!-- /tagline --&gt;     &lt;!-- subtitle --&gt;          &lt;!-- /subtitle --&gt;                 &lt;!-- jumpto --&gt;     &lt;div id="jump-to-nav"&gt;      Jump to: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Camwhore#mw-head"&gt;navigation&lt;/a&gt;,      &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Camwhore#p-search"&gt;search&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;!-- /jumpto --&gt;         &lt;!-- bodytext --&gt;     &lt;p&gt;A &lt;b&gt;camwhore&lt;/b&gt; (sometimes &lt;b&gt;cam-whore&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;cam whore&lt;/b&gt; or &lt;b&gt;cam-slut&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;sup id="cite_ref-0" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Camwhore#cite_note-0"&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;1&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; is an individual who performs sexual services on the Internet with &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Webcam" title="Webcam"&gt;webcam&lt;/a&gt;  software in exchange for money or goods, usually by a fixed per minute  fee or by encouraging viewers to purchase items on their wish lists or  add to their online accounts.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-1" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Camwhore#cite_note-1"&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;2&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; While the label is usually considered derogatory and insulting,&lt;sup id="cite_ref-2" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Camwhore#cite_note-2"&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;3&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; it is also sometimes self-applied, occasionally in a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Self-deprecating" title="Self-deprecating" class="mw-redirect"&gt;self-deprecating&lt;/a&gt; manner.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The term "camwhore" is also used to refer to individuals who post  pictures or videos of themselves on the Internet to gain attention. The  term disparages those who post pictures of themselves at inappropriate  times or places, and usually implies self-absorption. This second usage  of the term, deriding vanity and histrionics, is overtaking the prior,  more intuitive definition. It is usually synonymous with &lt;b&gt;attention whore&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The term camwhore was first used in print in November 2001,&lt;sup id="cite_ref-3" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Camwhore#cite_note-3"&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;4&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; but may have originated in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Australia" title="Australia"&gt;Australia&lt;/a&gt; as early as 1999.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-4" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Camwhore#cite_note-4"&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;5&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Some insight into the world of underage camwhores was provided by a major article in the &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_York_Times" title="New York Times" class="mw-redirect"&gt;New York Times&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt; It described the story of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Justin_Berry" title="Justin Berry"&gt;Justin Berry&lt;/a&gt;,  a thirteen-year old boy who, after hooking up his webcam and listing  himself on an online forum in order to make friends, was propositioned  by older men to strip and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Masturbate" title="Masturbate" class="mw-redirect"&gt;masturbate&lt;/a&gt; on camera.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-webcam_5-0" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Camwhore#cite_note-webcam-5"&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;6&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; CNN referred to him as "in the language of cyberspace... a cam-whore".&lt;sup id="cite_ref-6" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Camwhore#cite_note-6"&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;7&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; He eventually started his own &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paysite" title="Paysite"&gt;paysite&lt;/a&gt;,  was molested for money, sold video recordings of his encounters with  Mexican prostitutes, and helped hire other underage models.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-webcam_5-1" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Camwhore#cite_note-webcam-5"&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;6&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; He made several hundred thousand dollars over five years.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-webcam_5-2" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Camwhore#cite_note-webcam-5"&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;6&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; In the end he turned all information over to prosecutors in exchange for immunity.&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Camwhore#cite_note-webcam-5"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's embarrassing how I have been using that term for so long to describe self photography. Well, technically it is self photography, but I didn't mean it in that kind of way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in future, I shall use terms like "self-picturing"?  or just a simple " Let's take a picture together"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cam hogging" isn't really the term I'm looking for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;*searches definition of "cam-hogging"*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a name="Answer" class="h2heading answer h2" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A camera hog "steals the spotlight" from others, while a camera ham is a  very over-enthusiastic model for the camera, loves the attention, and  loves to be photographed. A camera ham doesn't mind sharing the  spotlight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I guess a camera ham is not too bad...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;*googles for "camera ham" images*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/THqP5Edu_-I/AAAAAAAACns/tOB4DKkn_mw/s1600/camham.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 278px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/THqP5Edu_-I/AAAAAAAACns/tOB4DKkn_mw/s400/camham.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510875304654995426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Correct term found..:) Cam-Ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Note to self: Look up definitions first before being too clever...:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-3362260041900982563?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/3362260041900982563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/3362260041900982563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2010/08/be-careful-of-words.html' title='Be careful of words...'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/THqP5Edu_-I/AAAAAAAACns/tOB4DKkn_mw/s72-c/camham.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-1450660365806342006</id><published>2010-08-23T00:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T00:26:53.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chrome s*cks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; "&gt;Seriously, I'm starting to hate google chrome...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It screws up my blogposts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please bear with the messy blog post till I get firefox back..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-1450660365806342006?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/1450660365806342006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/1450660365806342006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2010/08/chrome-scks.html' title='Chrome s*cks'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-4399617126403060857</id><published>2010-08-03T22:47:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T00:37:31.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Throwing Mortars</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; display: block; height: 342px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501204004125578242" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TFgz5SbclAI/AAAAAAAACi8/DvJcdJATQso/s400/DSC07047.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;1st August 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The day I officially call myself an EX-mmu student.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After 4 years of uni torture from assignments and lecturers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;of uni friendships,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;of uni boys,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;of uni "lepaking",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;of uni memories,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;of uni goodbyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It was finally my convocation!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;*squeaalz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's amazing how time flies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elian and I go way back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; display: block; height: 360px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501203142557616114" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TFgzHI1ox_I/AAAAAAAACis/_eypQO9A1Jg/s400/DSC07036.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She thought that I was some gangster because of my green nail polish back then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; display: block; height: 360px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501203135333414162" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TFgzGt7QNRI/AAAAAAAACic/1Fl9DvwrE6k/s400/DSC07025.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wei Bin Jan~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I seriously thought this ah beng's name was Jan...=_=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; display: block; height: 360px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501203138679798018" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TFgzG6ZF-QI/AAAAAAAACik/P2VOARZB9jc/s400/DSC07032.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Met Cai Szu in my second year...:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; display: block; height: 360px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501203124673369762" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TFgzGGNs1qI/AAAAAAAACiU/WpHA6mHhB-0/s400/DSC07024.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Also not forgetting my babes, Rachael and Chee Ling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Finally learnt to spell Rachael right)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~*~*~*~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Of course my Uni life wouldn't be the same without the CF gang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sorry couldn't get a photo with most of you...:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks to those who came...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; display: block; height: 342px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501204009214354354" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TFgz5lYtI7I/AAAAAAAACjE/kMu8Dksteq8/s400/DSC07051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TFg6wL0zLaI/AAAAAAAACks/GrUmTzE2ilI/s1600/DSC07090.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; display: block; height: 342px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501211544315440546" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TFg6wL0zLaI/AAAAAAAACks/GrUmTzE2ilI/s400/DSC07090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 342px; display: block; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501204026937689858" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TFgz6naRxwI/AAAAAAAACjU/gS-E191qC7w/s400/DSC07059.jpg" border="0" /&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:130%;"&gt;My Beloved CG Leader, Celine Chew...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your guidance and teachings...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 342px; display: block; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501211531510260402" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TFg6vcHzorI/AAAAAAAACkU/lyPJ4frVhvw/s400/DSC07083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and when it was my turn to be a CG Leader..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was Mama Jac who was there to keep an eye on naughty me..:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Of cause not forgetting her boyfriend..XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~*~*~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alot of CF Melacca people to camwhore with that day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;because most of them had their convo on the same day as mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508264912778697474" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/THFJwQ7sGwI/AAAAAAAACnc/MbFUd75cWik/s400/DSC07061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TFg6v-jr56I/AAAAAAAACkk/yTur41Il_NA/s1600/DSC07088.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; display: block; height: 342px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501211540753999778" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TFg6v-jr56I/AAAAAAAACkk/yTur41Il_NA/s400/DSC07088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TFg6vn4m9AI/AAAAAAAACkc/rDcWLlmMni4/s1600/DSC07084.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 342px; display: block; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501211534667740162" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TFg6vn4m9AI/AAAAAAAACkc/rDcWLlmMni4/s400/DSC07084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TFg6u1gjZRI/AAAAAAAACkM/SH6j8lxHK18/s1600/DSC07080.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 342px; display: block; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501211521145070866" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TFg6u1gjZRI/AAAAAAAACkM/SH6j8lxHK18/s400/DSC07080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; display: block; height: 342px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501210921457459154" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TFg6L7f4n9I/AAAAAAAACj0/MnRbrz021Ms/s400/DSC07078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; display: block; height: 342px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501210912994302946" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TFg6Lb-HG-I/AAAAAAAACjs/MVHeaD_N984/s400/DSC07073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 342px; display: block; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501210907370943410" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TFg6LHBZc7I/AAAAAAAACjk/jpUUDbukRGY/s400/DSC07071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; display: block; height: 342px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501204018617109794" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TFgz6IafzSI/AAAAAAAACjM/NxW-Y5oV8So/s400/DSC07053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; display: block; height: 342px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501210925463744690" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TFg6MKbDsLI/AAAAAAAACj8/VuWu9SfM6Ug/s400/DSC07079.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;~*~*~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 342px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508259475736185698" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/THFEzyXvS2I/AAAAAAAACnM/jBDFHplQO-0/s400/DSC07039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last but definitely not least...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;BIG SHOUT OUT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to myfamily members who were always there for me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(especially to my parents who paid for practically everything) :P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;You're the BEST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*hugssss*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/38574798-4399617126403060857?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4399617126403060857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/4399617126403060857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2010/08/throwing-mortars.html' title='Throwing Mortars'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TFgz5SbclAI/AAAAAAAACi8/DvJcdJATQso/s72-c/DSC07047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-8976104777653737155</id><published>2010-07-30T00:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T00:24:08.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Mika</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:15.8333px;"&gt;Last week we welcomed the newest and youngest member to our family......:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meet Mika...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs101.ash2/38409_412832261938_590811938_4789889_6941487_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's half golden retriever and half cocker spaniel...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the puppies from victor's latest pupbatch (he's had plenty):P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs216.snc4/39138_412832451938_590811938_4789899_26724_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs216.snc4/39138_412832451938_590811938_4789899_26724_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cute not? Cute not? Cute not? :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs216.snc4/39138_412832466938_590811938_4789902_2240404_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs216.snc4/39138_412832466938_590811938_4789902_2240404_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here he is sulking cause Daffy wouldn't play with him...XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PS. Daffy is Jealous....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On a different note...I'm all excited about convo on Sunday....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*jumps up and down*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It seems like just yesterday I was attending my seniors' convocation...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cannot believe it has been &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;1 YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; already!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stay tune for convo pictures~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*offs to find camera battery adapter* :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-8976104777653737155?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/8976104777653737155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/8976104777653737155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2010/07/meet-mika.html' title='Meet Mika'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38574798.post-8957279596951407106</id><published>2010-07-12T20:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T20:32:39.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just can't hate it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TDsJi2WfJZI/AAAAAAAAChs/VghYix0LFfw/s1600/IMAG0070.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So it seems that few months ago..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the company gave my colleagues awesome new cars to drive...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My colleagues cars came in today....looking like this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TDsJis-xPqI/AAAAAAAAChk/9L23Q_UQ0U4/s400/IMAG0071.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492994662303088290" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I shall just put it this way...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Most companies sure have big egos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but you just can't help LOViNG these cars...XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TDsJi2WfJZI/AAAAAAAAChs/VghYix0LFfw/s1600/IMAG0070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TDsJi2WfJZI/AAAAAAAAChs/VghYix0LFfw/s400/IMAG0070.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492994664818484626" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't you feel happy just by looking at them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know I do...I just can't stop laughing...XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TDsJiETdQEI/AAAAAAAAChc/OadL-kdZ_FM/s1600/IMAG0069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TDsJiETdQEI/AAAAAAAAChc/OadL-kdZ_FM/s400/IMAG0069.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492994651384004674" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey..They even have Jcky C. on the side door....fantastic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can't they get any better...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you see these two beauties on the road..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;be sure to give them a honk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and don't forget to do some random jckie poses...XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I kid car body stickers..:3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38574798-8957279596951407106?l=suejan3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/8957279596951407106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38574798/posts/default/8957279596951407106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suejan3.blogspot.com/2010/07/just-cant-hate-it.html' title='Just can&apos;t hate it...'/><author><name>SueJane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/R6CzFdODJ0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/lSzl8ieUgMc/S220/DSC00215.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_an0hcuy9GdU/TDsJis-xPqI/AAAAAAAAChk/9L23Q_UQ0U4/s72-c/IMAG0071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
