<?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-4920362575283718211</id><updated>2012-02-03T01:37:54.391+08:00</updated><category term='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DYjWwiraVkY/ThbzGXXOMAI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/EUlDzkx0WFA/s1600/IMG_0591.JPG'/><title type='text'>Me XD</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>142</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-8804196255954713996</id><published>2012-02-03T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T01:37:54.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 3</title><content type='html'>So it is the first day of Week 3. &lt;div&gt;A quarter of the term just flew by! Just like the common maxim, "When you are having fun, time just flies." The weather is chilly, yet the warmth, mixed the potent toxic of friendship, brought upon many smiles. Lips were upturned when the first snowflakes touched our noses and eyelashes, we were like kids, "SNOWING!" excited, bubbly. Realized that happiness was so simple after all. Sometimes, we feel lost in a foreign country, and for those going overseas, or is somewhere far away from family, have faith. Life is not fair, we all know that. But it is what we make out of it that matters after all doesn't it? I once thought that my life was in shambles. Handcuffed, gagged, immobile, stuck in that vicious cycle. Most people thought my life was good, I must say, in retrospect, I was such a baby. Inability to keep up with work and being involved in a really unhealthy friendship seems like the end of the world then. Heck what was I thinking. Academic prowess is all that matters here somehow. People do remember you. Scoring first in faculty is phenomenal, securing second place is crazy. The academic pull is so strong, positive peer pressure. A definite sign here. Library is never empty, trust me. I popped in to grab my earphones at 1am, certainly not empty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some skeptics criticize the system, with that all too famous rejection letter to Oxford. Some argue that these universities are posh, too fancy, and pompous, so full of oneself. Students are reassured that they are the creme de la creme. True, you ask me? Yeah. This place is majestic, it is grand, but it is not arrogant. Those who misunderstand this place will say that, you are just saying that, you don't mean it. Then look, with brilliant supervisors who put you down from time to time, you will believe that you are just as normal as anyone else, at least for me. You learn to be humble, to know that you are not the world, nor any different from your course-mate. Yes, academic excellence mean the world here, but backstabbing rare, though I believe indirect inhibition to resources plentiful. This place is not perfect, and some comments, well-deserved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A compendious summary of my current life then. History doesn't feel as bad as before. Friends are truly my supporting pillars and trust me, group studying helps. I finished my work in less than half the time I would take by working on it alone. Lost some rather exquisite, precious, okay I'm exaggerating, but yeah, I've lost one of my possession recently. =/ not happy about it. I don't wanna spend money getting a new one. I can pay my rent using that money!(rant rant rant, yanks hair out) There you go, smiles and sunshine(I want sunshine! and snow )&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/4920362575283718211-8804196255954713996?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/8804196255954713996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2012/02/week-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/8804196255954713996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/8804196255954713996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2012/02/week-3.html' title='Week 3'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-8350006929568723872</id><published>2012-01-01T12:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T12:31:13.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for reflection and resolutions??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reflection. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2011 was a good year. Ups and Downs. I'll try to write as much detail as I possibly can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Early 2011, I received my Letter of Confirmation, ecstatic. Went on for Adventure Race 2011, one of the toughest race I've ever been in. Embedded memories. Looking back, I didn't know how we did it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After a couple of dramas, examinations just snuck upon us. Ended with grace. Prom night was all grand and fun. Keeping fingers crossed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;June to September. Peak period. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 week long camps coupled with short travels during the weekends. Literally kept my travel bag for a month without stowing it away. Then taking it out again after a week's break. The good life. Everything was quiet and smooth like a smoothie. Friends gathering were numerous. We traveled and ate good food :) . I miss those days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Results. Contented. Sunway Lagoon ! Just a few days of catching up. Brilliant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The whole awesome-ness caught up with my body, fell terribly sick for a couple of days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Visa. Award. Banquet. Packing. Flying. &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;/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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;London. Oxford. Windsor. Eton. Bath.&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;/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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cambridge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fresher's week. Rave night. Ceilidh. Mexican food night. Paddock gatherings. College family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Weekly jamming sessions. Emmanuel's Super formal. Peterhouse's formal. Queen's formal. Pembroke's formal. Nottingham games (Netball?? ). Malaysian Food Fest. Music night in Pembroke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Supervisions. Lectures. Work. Study.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Exploring the town. Amazing. King's College Chapel. St. John's Chapel Tower. Backs. Numerous bridges. Several colleges. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Board games. Walking. Rehearsing for a play.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For 2012,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't want any more arguments with you. No idea how it all started. There used to be a dynamic conversation. All strained and polite, we weren't anything like before. What happened. I don't want to find out. Why. Trying banging your head against an unmovable wall. I'm sick of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be a tougher girl. Tears won't help me. All the same, I thank those who were with me when I cried and stumble. Gave me a helping hand, provided great company and kept my sanity at bay. &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;Study well. &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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Survive academic year with a great big smile. Perhaps the most important resolution of all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-8350006929568723872?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/8350006929568723872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2012/01/time-for-reflection-and-resolutions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/8350006929568723872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/8350006929568723872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2012/01/time-for-reflection-and-resolutions.html' title='Time for reflection and resolutions??'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-5672619235218580040</id><published>2011-12-09T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T01:11:54.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to type again</title><content type='html'>So I'm back in Malaysia.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sentiments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;1. It is so HOT HOT HOT HOT here. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chilly wind, triple layers, winter boots and hoodie have been part and parcel of my life over there. I'm happy with a 10 degree Celsius. When the temperature dipped to around 5, it became really uncomfortable. According to my friends there, it just gotten colder since I've left. So, yeah. I'm used to the cold and Malaysia is really really REALLY warm. I think I'll switch back to normal in a few days.  The stupidest thing that happened. I was travelling from London to the airport, and of course, I wrapped up like sushi, when I landed, I took of my outer coat, and tada, I was melting!!! I just kicked off my boots after I reached home, and swore to myself that I'm not wearing them ever in Malaysia. Honestly, now I realized how ironic it is to wear boots in Malaysia, unless they are for vanity purposes. Wait, WHAT? nonono, that is not right. Heels look much better, anytime. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;2. I'm having a vacation, not a holiday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;According to my friend's supervisor, we are to VACATE our rooms, not take a holiday. I proudly declare that I've brought 4 books back to Malaysia. To my dismay, my coursemates easily lugged 10 back to their own respective countries. SERIOUSLY? I sacrificed one maths book just because I figured that it is not worth it to lug a 1.2 kg text book around London, and I really regret that decision. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;3.I'm becoming a nerd&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be frustrated if someone steals my books. Please, do not steal my books. I have to study! Not because of "kiasu". It is because I did not follow lectures during the infamous 8 weeks term ( although I think I'll die doing a 12 weeks term). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;4. I've learnt not to compare workload&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It just backfires. When I try to vent to people in the same university, it hits me pretty hard that everyone is facing equally or tougher challenges. Defeats the purpose of venting since it would be interpreted as whiny. ( ? ) At least that is what I feel when people start to complain far too much about their work, because I have to do my work too. Once in awhile is fine, throughout the 8 weeks will be stretching it too far. (Although I shall admit that I'm one of the more vocal complainers.) Then you might ask, just whine and irritate your friends from other universities! That doesn't really work as well. They have their own work too! and honestly, I feel that some might think that we are exaggerating the workload, or not. Anyways, it just made me feel worse knowing that I could have chosen an easier life ( at least for Michealmas 2011). So I will hold my seniors' advice to heart, just do what you have to do, study SMART, cut corners ( strategically ), skim through journals and don't compare your workload with other people doing the same course, it just make things more difficult for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;5. University is a place to challenge you, if not there is no point in going at all.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My lecturer said that. After that I just stopped complaining. It is meant to be hard, if it is easy, there is no point travelling halfway across the world to study. The work broke me time and time again. Mental breakdowns were common during week 6. I just cried and stayed in my room, feeling all stressed out. I crashed in my friends' rooms because that will stop me from wallowing in my self-created pool of depression. Some of you might be wondering, "oh DAMN, was it that bad????" It felt like that at that point of time, and I talked to my CuMas mom, tearing up when she understood how I felt completely, because she felt the same a year ago. Oh dear dear, how lucky I am to have her as my mum. After awhile, I sort of gotten used to the degree of toughness and just pull my socks up, stick my chin up high, stride on with sheer perseverance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;6. Friendships and College&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;College feels like home. I felt a twinge of sadness when I moved out for winter, knowing that I will not be there for quite some time. I have been through a lot in a matter of 2 months. Meeting such good friends, who all supported me through thick and thin. Smiled with me, and watched me cry. College mates are awesome! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then friendships in general. I now know that some are meant to be broken, and I should have done that since the beginning. The end was visible, but I chose to believe, have faith.Then, my faith just dwindled over time. I shall bid my goodbye, and I hope I won't turn back. It is time to wave and leave with dignity. Do not expect to hear from me anytime soon, I will expect the same. This doesn't mean that it doesn't hurt. It does, a lot, and you probably had no idea how much courage and tears it took me to make this decision. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the other hand, I have gained some precious friendships. They feel like family. =) 2 months. Just 2 months. And I wonder, how did it happen??? I know that some higher power is watching over me, guiding me as I make my choices and pull me through week 6, and I thank God for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, I'm good! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just need stardeee and hopefully I get to do some decent amount of work before lent term starts!&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/4920362575283718211-5672619235218580040?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/5672619235218580040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/12/time-to-type-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/5672619235218580040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/5672619235218580040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/12/time-to-type-again.html' title='Time to type again'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-3456968905457582003</id><published>2011-11-04T21:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T03:24:19.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A month??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To be exact, more than a month since I'm in England. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So to answer most people's question. "How are you? How is the workload? How is the university?" I'll answer them now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So how are you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm okay. Been through a rough patch recently, came out of it largely unscathed. I wished I could be more apathetic, but I'm still far too humane, detaching does work, until it stopped working. And i crashed. But the worst storm is over I hope, and I smiled through it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How is the workload?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Insane. It is just overwhelming. Reading books after books. I just lost count. 10 books in the reading list for an essay seems pretty normal now, 2k words essays do not feel as intimidating as they used to be. Supervisions are beginning to be fun, and they did provoke me to think more, not taking assumptions for granted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So what do I have to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Basically just 4 essays, 1 math and 1 stats per fortnight for supervisions. Add that to lectures ( which their own sets of reading lists, I just couldn't afford to read them. =( ) So yeah, overwhelming just seem like an appropriate adjective for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did play, of course. I play hard, but I worked harder. 40 hours of reading per week seems pretty crazy to me. But most people would at least do a 6 every day. I can't imagine anyone else get by without doing that much work. You simply couldn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How is university?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The environment here is amazing, the vibe is just great! I was fascinated by the pictures before, but pictures could never do this place justice. The whole atmosphere, architecture, people are just so amazing. Colleges are so separated and yet so integrated into the whole system. It is hard to explain. I really love this place. I'm going to try their formals oh yeah !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, in conclusion, university is really different. I still feel dumb and at times I felt that they made a mistake by offering me a place. I am not going to lie and say everything is smooth and sunny here. Everything is different. I no longer have lecture notes to depend on. Textbooks doesn't really help as much as before. There isn't a standard "text" to fall back onto. There is argument to every intellectual thought, and I am not used to that system. Taking sides after evaluating books and giving them a good summary are not my forte. The books might not help the essay writing directly, but just summarizing them is a tough job, maybe not to others. Grasping the big picture is my flaw. I accumulated facts, but they don't fit into my puzzle. So it gets pretty stressful. I just feel that I'm not well equipped for all these. Then again, I'm here to learn, and I hope that after 3 years, I'll read this post and say......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm glad I felt that way, but I've changed. &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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So :) I'll be strong. But all of you must be strong too. Life is too short to be sad. &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/4920362575283718211-3456968905457582003?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/3456968905457582003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/11/month.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/3456968905457582003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/3456968905457582003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/11/month.html' title='A month??'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-2806206949249075777</id><published>2011-10-10T06:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T07:08:05.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh</title><content type='html'>No no no no. I am back to where I started. I thought that things had passed me by. It did! And came back in this form. Better than ever. I am confused. I don't wanna answer your question. You just needed some confirmation and confidence didn't you? I needed some time and then I regret it, which is silly. I am giving you an assorted chocolate box, each with different flavour. I could have given you dark chocolate, but handing it over is just a step I'm scared of taking right now. I want to make that step. I don't have the courage to. I miss yesterday. Looking forward to the weekend. I just don't know what my heart and brain are arguing about. Let's choose the happier option from now on :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-2806206949249075777?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/2806206949249075777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/10/oh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/2806206949249075777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/2806206949249075777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/10/oh.html' title='Oh'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-4443118746269272743</id><published>2011-10-03T15:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T12:35:18.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This place is INCREDIBLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just arrived in my college on Thursday. Pretty good so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a brief introduction of my college. It is Emmanuel College, founded in 1584 by Sir Walter Mildmay. Currently holding on to the 2nd place in the Tompkins table, right after Trinity College. Bagged a couple of best college in the last 10 years, including 2010. So, that is about it for the academics part. On the fun side, it is a very friendly college, the Master actually greeted us personally and invited us for parties. Drinking along =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've attended quite a few activities. Well one of the main message of introduction talk by the Master was, "we are a modest college, but just to let you all know, we are one of the best in the top university." Everyone was laughing their heads off. He is pretty amazing, Lord Wilson of Dinton aka Master. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The head porter was a tough guy, and porters breathe down our necks most of the time, making sure we abide the rules. But technically we are not matriculated yet, so we shall see eh? They can fine us however, calling it donation, which they actually donate to charities, but donating is expensive. =( So try not to get into major trouble that is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course, there are the Dean and around 80 Fellows. This is a breath taking college, there are so much to take in!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, so about the environment. It is very beautiful. I'm staying in one of the original buildings which came along when it was founded, so it is pretty old. East Court is over 100 years old, so I'm guessing this ( North Court)  can easily double that. We have a paddock, pond, lawns and ducks everywhere. It is beautiful. Then you can just absorb the intricacies of the architecture by sitting on the garden (the porters will not scold you, if you know just where to sit! Trinity doesn't allow that. EVER ) &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;Hmm. I'll talk about my first formal dinner. It is a 3 course meal, in the upper hall with the VIPs of the college. Food was okay. White wine was good, red was a bit sour and bitter, Yikes? You get served and it is really grand. Students just sit, and there are certain rules to abide. No photography, no pennying, no singing birthday songs when the Fellows are around. They are a couple more but generally it is alright. So we had fun!!! We decided to pass a chocolate using our mouth. It was wrapped, shaped like a coin. Good fun =) But I skipped the club, having drank cocktail till 10pm. So they went out to party while I crash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so sorry that I'm not posting any pictures up yet. I did not take pictures of the hall, formal hall or even the formal dinner. =( Parents borrowed the camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No pictures for matriculation too. How sad is that. Signing the book with blood and no pictures? (figure of speech). It is a once in a life time thing. You wear the college gown and be matriculated. It is a dull but absolutely important event for all fresher. So much more to share. I just don't have time. Need to head out 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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;Updates soon.&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/4920362575283718211-4443118746269272743?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/4443118746269272743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-place-is-incredible.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/4443118746269272743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/4443118746269272743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-place-is-incredible.html' title='This place is INCREDIBLE'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-2565367140385191479</id><published>2011-09-28T03:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T04:23:01.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uk- Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I stopped at London.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;London was pretty chilly the morning I landed. Around 8 degree Celsius, but it did get warmer by noon. Went to Buckingham Palace in the morning, watched the guards of honour, pretty cool if you ask me, but I wouldn't go for it the second time. Saw a sick horse puking from time to time, looks like it is in pain. =( However, it is obvious the horses are well fed and happy. Chilled in Green Park. Just like the scene from TV, green grass, people reading, dogs catching frisbee. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met up with Lydia in the afternoon. Oxford Street. Had McD's. Fish Fillet, quite different from Malaysia's. Of course, shopping area!!! Topshop, Miss Selfridge blah blah.. all there. Due to luggage constraint, bought nothing. Na-da. Spent the afternoon there, then headed back to the room. After resting for an hour, Chinatown time! Met up with David and another senior, queued at Four Seasons to have the famous and yummy DUCKRICE!! It was really good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we retired for the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the second day ( YES just the second day), mum and I went to Windsor Castle, Eton College and Oxford. These places are beautiful. Will upload some pictures to illustrate, because words can't really do them justice. Even pictures. The whole atmosphere was so elitist and special. I soaked it in. Loved the places. Absolutely heart Oxford and the castle. Good places to go. Highly recommended.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Third day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up a bit later ( 7am) , went out. Visited Big Ben, House of Parliament, Westminster Abbey, London Bridge, Tower Bridge etc etc. Pretty places. Amazing architecture. I'm falling in love with the city!! Lunch in a local pub with Tze Ni, Sheng and some others. Food was mediocre. Just miss them. Had a minor incident, but thank God the people here are honest. We were walking on the street and mum recalling that I wanted to watch a musical, suggested that we go together! So Les Miserables it is :D It was really good. Moved me to tears. The casts are AMAZING. Great voices. Live orchestra. GOOOOOOOOD. Highlight of London for me. Best of all? We got a 50% off for the tickets. WHooohoo.But it is still GBP 26 per pax, definitely worth it. Went for duck rice again. hahahahah. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fourth day coming :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3zf0OLhWDuQ/ToIwNFgPJfI/AAAAAAAAAHk/LInzFSYk2IQ/s1600/IMG_0234.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3zf0OLhWDuQ/ToIwNFgPJfI/AAAAAAAAAHk/LInzFSYk2IQ/s400/IMG_0234.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657137083304584690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Windsor Castle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LnXh-5c3Jhc/ToIwM6c4bfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/mOpsY9kDbr8/s1600/IMG_0319.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LnXh-5c3Jhc/ToIwM6c4bfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/mOpsY9kDbr8/s400/IMG_0319.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657137080337722866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;ChristChurch College, Oxford&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NjwvT0Y2de0/ToIwMjsni7I/AAAAAAAAAHU/wWj7K3PqU7g/s1600/IMG_0373.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/-NjwvT0Y2de0/ToIwMjsni7I/AAAAAAAAAHU/wWj7K3PqU7g/s400/IMG_0373.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657137074229709746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Radcliff Camera, Oxford&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WYwsLeXM7o8/ToIwMEGzTkI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ogWwHMfio6M/s1600/IMG_0460.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WYwsLeXM7o8/ToIwMEGzTkI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ogWwHMfio6M/s400/IMG_0460.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657137065749597762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Tower Bridge, London&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-23Ao7sPi_Ec/ToIwMJGpcbI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Wzm8zqvlc48/s1600/IMG_0402.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/-23Ao7sPi_Ec/ToIwMJGpcbI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Wzm8zqvlc48/s400/IMG_0402.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657137067091128754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Big Ben, House of Parliament, London&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4920362575283718211-2565367140385191479?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/2565367140385191479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/09/uk-part-2.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/2565367140385191479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/2565367140385191479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/09/uk-part-2.html' title='Uk- Part 2'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3zf0OLhWDuQ/ToIwNFgPJfI/AAAAAAAAAHk/LInzFSYk2IQ/s72-c/IMG_0234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-1861187884586626936</id><published>2011-09-26T03:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T04:35:14.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UK - Part 1</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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, I can't help but feel touched. With amazing friends like you guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;哭过就好了，伤都会好的~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;最后， 还是微笑着离开。 坚强，所以不用担心 =）&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, London is a pretty city. I'm beginning to fall in love with the city itself. Things are so vibrant around here. Easy to get around. Down side? Expensive. I had the famous Four Season duckrice yesterday in Chinatown. Whopping RM 125 / GBP 25. Heart bleeds. Travel card per pax GBP 27.60. Heart attack. So yes London is nice and awesome ( THE SHOPPING IS JUST AMAZING ) if you have money. Unfortunately, that is not me. So, bye shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, I shall detail as much as possible. It is difficult to type down everything. These 2 days have been hectic, but for you. my friend(s) , I will try my best -lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Flight + landing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The flight was alright. The seats are pretty cramped, even for my height. If MAS provides that, I wonder how AirAsiaX is, but my guess? Similar. Had fish for supper, nasi lemak for breakfast. Had quite a few snacks in between. They actually serve wine and beer !! Played chess, reversi in the morning. Slept like a log before that. After clearing custom,(wasn't that hard, X ray, FA and offer letter weren't required ), we took a cab to Marylebone. GBP 65. Stab to the heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;London.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let the pictures speak for themselves. ( I"m just lazy )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C67edXTkxEQ/Tn-QETU9sqI/AAAAAAAAAG8/PP6KIzNg9g0/s1600/IMG_0157.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/-C67edXTkxEQ/Tn-QETU9sqI/AAAAAAAAAG8/PP6KIzNg9g0/s400/IMG_0157.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656398060582711970" /&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;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RsVQxfbt4ak/Tn-QD2-apVI/AAAAAAAAAGs/1A6vzWbcmOs/s1600/IMG_0128.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/-RsVQxfbt4ak/Tn-QD2-apVI/AAAAAAAAAGs/1A6vzWbcmOs/s400/IMG_0128.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656398052971947346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NWLa10ffcUU/Tn-QD8ZsT7I/AAAAAAAAAGk/iCWTc2grluY/s1600/IMG_0120.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NWLa10ffcUU/Tn-QD8ZsT7I/AAAAAAAAAGk/iCWTc2grluY/s400/IMG_0120.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656398054428528562" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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;&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/4920362575283718211-1861187884586626936?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/1861187884586626936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/09/uk-part-1.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/1861187884586626936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/1861187884586626936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/09/uk-part-1.html' title='UK - Part 1'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C67edXTkxEQ/Tn-QETU9sqI/AAAAAAAAAG8/PP6KIzNg9g0/s72-c/IMG_0157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-4535379787852829108</id><published>2011-09-15T01:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T01:43:52.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>Read an article written by a friend tonight. This is funny, I just met him once, and tada? He is a friend already? I would blatantly deny that, venomously too if you had told me that I would have a friend as such years ago. Now, I merely see things in a different light. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends come and go. Flowers bloom and wilt. The rites of life, the passage of growth. One that we trod on the way to "grow up" and become an adult eventually. A friend would always be there. That was what I used to think. Convinced and held it true to my heart. But with the hustle bustle, and the pressuring tides from everyday life, however menial they may seem, do affect and might just change every bit of friendship, subtly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day, we might wake up and realize that she/he/they isn't/aren't present in our lives anymore. I felt the loss, the intangible sense of losing something. Some things are done because of the company, don't you agree? Going down the library. Taking the bus to a specific destination. Getting choco-flavored bubble tea. List goes on. Is it sad? Yes, it is. Wanting something to last is of course, what we like as human beings. I now know that as years move by, we gain and lose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lost some friendships along the way. Some memories make me tear up, and I wonder how that all happened. They weren't supposed to be that way! I lament, I whine, I wallow in self-pity but at the end of the day, I'm glad with all this experience, I get to paint my memories with brighter hues. The leaves have fallen. New ones are peeking from their buds, really to unfold anytime. Truly, that is the magic of spring, isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some friendship, I've gained. Meeting new people, where we had no intention of keeping them as contacts. Those days, I missed. Now, many people do things for a purpose. I am not shying away from that claim. I too, keep people around at times because I feel that in the future I might need their help or blessings. What have I become. Some networking machine? However, I know that I make friends just because I like them. It is still that simple right now. I need them. I love hanging out with them. What is more to that? Always talking about something meaningful? No, for me it doesn't play out that way, the little conversation, or small gestures are the ones that stays. What is your friendship like without those things? Then the inside jokes, lame stories that somehow, keep finding a way to creep into the conversations. Those are the good days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then other friendships, those I've tucked away, safely in a corner. I have revisited them. Opened some old wound from time to time. Discover some little magic left in those memories. I too fumbled through the drawers, realizing how crazy we were, doing things, laughing without worries. Then, there are those who can always bring a smile to my face, like I've tasted something forbidden, too sweet to share. Those people, whom I can trust. No matter how much time has passed. Their traits seem to set in stone. I know that people do change, but somehow it doesn't apply to them. Puzzles me. But familiarity is a strong thing. I rely and I love. I cherish and I fought to keep them there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of them are always there for me. Months may have passed. We may not have spoken. Nor would I know what they were up to. But when i reopened that dusty book ( facebook? okay pun intended) , I can still see them smiling and we can open up. Talking and sharing secrets. Why? Because we had a place for one another. Always. There is always care and forgiveness when it comes to this kind of friendship. Never will them hurt you too much. You will forgive and forget. Or will you? I know I will, or more accurately, I did. Of course it bothers me. Don't ever think those memories will shun away and stay there. Old skeletons in the closet. It hurts. But then, I knew you cared about me. So all is well. We are friends. I love you as one, and I'm ready to let go and move on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One must have time to keep in touch with friends. It just wouldn't last if it is a one way thing. Time however, is scarce once I'm in the college. That is probably why I'm writing this. To remind myself that I have friends here. Those whom I claim I would make time for. Once life gets too busy, I do hope people reading this blog post understand. Yet, that wouldn't be an excuse strong enough to get me by too long. Do probe me if I seem like a distant friend, or worse acquaintance. Life rolls. But somethings are meant to be kept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like those camps' name tag. Flipping past them bring me joy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, feeling nostalgic and understanding that the chapter has come to an end is a better choice, no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just thinking aloud. =)&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/4920362575283718211-4535379787852829108?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/4535379787852829108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/09/friendship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/4535379787852829108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/4535379787852829108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/09/friendship.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-6348344472189933324</id><published>2011-09-09T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T23:31:58.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings</title><content type='html'>Succumbed to an illness. No idea how it infected, or did i even get infected?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically felt like crap for a whole day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not going to elaborate more on that, cuz everyone knows how it's like to be awfully sick, no? and no need to relive that particular memory anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two more weeks. Heart thumping, mind racing, hands furiously fumbling. I'm afraid that I will tumble. I had so much in mind, so little time. I love the people around me. Such high expectations, with a brave facade, trying to snuff out any doubt, of any kind. It does mean a lot, but I guess loneliness might just creep up to me. Blinking the self-doubt away, it will not be blocking my pathway. Obstacles only to be parried. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are thoughts like a runaway train, yet i can't pen it down. Ideas do play tricks on me, sometimes. This feeling is just indescribable. I'm not upset, definitely not. =D &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/4920362575283718211-6348344472189933324?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/6348344472189933324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/09/feelings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/6348344472189933324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/6348344472189933324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/09/feelings.html' title='Feelings'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-7620084858029786230</id><published>2011-09-01T17:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T18:15:44.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just because</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am bored again. That explains the blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had been all over the place this week. Went to the bank, Penang, Taiping, Ipoh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*wipes sweat* Tired!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I shall just do a quick summary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Did my visa application, went for awards ceremony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The place, no joke, is flooded with people. Their targeted destination - UK . So the queue was long, and the waiting time, exponential. With appointment, you can manage with 3 hours. But I took my friend's advise and went early anyways, did not help. So total waiting time for me was about 8 hours. Not complaining, cuz i did a costly mistake and managed to rectify it with a cost of RM 42. Just for going on the internet, and printing the form out. Yes yes. I'm that dumb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Literally running outta the Wisma after that, scurried and all in the rain. Hurriedly changed in the car. I was wearing a long -sleeve blouse, with skinny jeans. Changed to a smart casual dress ( sorry I DONT EVEN HAVE PICTURES) with a pair of super duper high heels. That wasn't easy , but certainly, entertaining. After all the madness driving, I made it to the ceremony. Late. Did manage to get a glass-ish award. So, yes good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But was depressed, cuz i dont have pictures. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shopping day! Went to pyramid, got a formal dress. =) mum made me wear flats in my formal dress, gah.. cuz i was supposed to attend a CUMaS dinner at Doubletree by Hilton later in the evening. It was fruitful. So many pro and friendly people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pichas!&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--KWMwxCyC-k/Tl9aDsqeRQI/AAAAAAAAAGc/JK-KNT65fLY/s1600/331168_10150313364300818_580945817_7788824_6641535_o.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: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--KWMwxCyC-k/Tl9aDsqeRQI/AAAAAAAAAGc/JK-KNT65fLY/s400/331168_10150313364300818_580945817_7788824_6641535_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647331477321303298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Doubletree is posh! Smacks self for not knowing about the place before hand. Food was good. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Best of all, free.&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;Sunday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hid in the house. Dont remember doing anything significant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Monday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bank day. ah.. that was tiring, spent hours playing poker. Got my contract done. Questions answered. Then of course, the infamous Jalan Ipoh's Seafood Porridge. Sorry, foodie here, didnt bother to take pictures. But of course if you know me, i rarely take pictures of my food cuz i'm too greedy. Eat first, think later. But then, it always is too late huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tuesday, Wednesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Did a random outstation trip. Too long to blog about. the gist of it - Food, Fun, Family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So , was all good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes today. Went for la tang. Did some random shopping at The Mines. Turned out to be less than random. Bought quite a few things, with the 9 months supply in mind.&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;Great. 20-ish more days to go. appox 3 weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I DONT WANNA LEAVE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wait, I am looking forward too. Just.. I'll miss Malaysia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A LOT.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4920362575283718211-7620084858029786230?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/7620084858029786230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/09/just-because.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/7620084858029786230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/7620084858029786230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/09/just-because.html' title='Just because'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--KWMwxCyC-k/Tl9aDsqeRQI/AAAAAAAAAGc/JK-KNT65fLY/s72-c/331168_10150313364300818_580945817_7788824_6641535_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-8398483404856155828</id><published>2011-08-24T09:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T10:33:17.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A less than eventful morning</title><content type='html'>So i always blog when I'm bored. Well, spent a morning in the bank, reading " tell me where?" while having palpitation, great. Reading while feeling anxious, with accelerated heartbeats, blood surging up the brain, pretty awful I would say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will just blog about random things that come into mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Im reading bout swordfish, hmm.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the beach calms me, with soft sand under my feet, with stars above my head, it's haven on earth. Yet, taking a closer look, it terrifies me. The waves so strong, easily toppling me if I were without support. The corals so intimidating, dark, vengeful almost. The marine life, so purposeful that I feel like an intruder to a life I will never fit into. Snorkelling used to be fun. As years go by, I feel more fear and dread. The only fun now is that I am with company,doing some interesting discoveries. The imbedded fear is there. Seeing corals bleach, perhaps insignificant to many, or blithe? It terrifies me,seeing life seeping away into nothingness. It is silly of me, worried about something so pretty. Don't get me wrong, I go ooh and ahh seeing lively corals tapping away, dancing with the rhythm of the sea. Just sometimes I feel scared. So scuba diving license will have to be put on hold. For some time. Till I conquer this unexplained phobia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to see me vulnerable, just drop me in a deep pool or sea, where I can't touch the ground. I will cling on to you, let you ferry me around, just desperate for support that is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then about adverts.&lt;br /&gt;I spent the night watching deep moving ones from Thailand. Great, the tears flowed. It is amazing how it moved me, considering the clips are usually short yet concise and easily understood. Family values, forgiveness. Inhumane if you don't feel something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gratitude too. In all stages of my life, I had guidance from teachers and friends alike. They are a beacon shining in the dark. Whereas I'm a ship sailing in a dark canal. In each stage, every one played a different role. It is stupid, perhaps arrogant of me if I dismiss the efforts of my primary or secondary school teachers. I understand how important they are in shaping and moulding me, I do hope everyone else feel the same. Perhaps they aren't as good as you in the future? But what would anyone be without them in the first place. So thank you, teachers and friends alike. Some people have a sense of entitlement, some humbleness. I will do my best to keep my feet on the ground, head bowed low, to receive any knowledge you guys would want to impart. Why la, so sentimental. Lol. Because I'm leaving soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month to come. I am very very excited! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-8398483404856155828?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/8398483404856155828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/08/less-than-eventful-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/8398483404856155828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/8398483404856155828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/08/less-than-eventful-morning.html' title='A less than eventful morning'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-3847139446599320441</id><published>2011-08-18T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T22:08:33.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Amazed !</title><content type='html'>By my ability to dream.&lt;div&gt;Seriously, you can subscribe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dream of most of my friends before. Regular ones, irregular ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Close friends, sometimes not so close ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very weird story lines. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recent one is ..........weird.... unpleasant almost..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;frustration .. ? And highly unrealistic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need topics to blog about !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/4920362575283718211-3847139446599320441?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/3847139446599320441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-am-amazed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/3847139446599320441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/3847139446599320441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-am-amazed.html' title='I am Amazed !'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-9175900567579273368</id><published>2011-08-17T12:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T12:37:18.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for a happy post</title><content type='html'>Have been going out so much last week. Meet up with friends, gathering, farewell. Since I've stated that this is a happy post, I'm not going to include how much i miss them. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just lucky to have friends like that. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then my awesome shopping spree. Went bimbo immediately. Paraded in OU, got my heels.. ohyes.. new record 4.5 inches, wore them straight outta the shop. First birthday gift from sister!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My wallet did not went on a slimming course cuz of that, thanks! Of course, drop by M.A.C. , bought the eyeliner. This is the second gift. haha. still wrapped up nicely in it's box. Welcome home, liner. Join the mac family. haha... stupid.. okay i should stop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Decided to continue shopping in gardens/ mv. Got some clothing. Walk walk walk.. eat .. walk walk walk... my legs almost died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yes, i will stop shopping already. Low on cash right now, although my sister and mum paid for most of the stuffs i bought. and yea yea.. i was the only one buying like mad. Lotion, blazer, skirt, heels, cosmetics,camera... They are necessities cuz i have to leave soon. Very excited,  meeting geniuses from all over the world! Intimidated but anxious to gather and just share ideas. Whoooops =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-9175900567579273368?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/9175900567579273368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/08/time-for-happy-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/9175900567579273368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/9175900567579273368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/08/time-for-happy-post.html' title='Time for a happy post'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-7953275373010236367</id><published>2011-08-16T12:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T12:46:54.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs Smell etc.</title><content type='html'>They trigger memories. Listening to Matchbox 20. That seems quite some time ago.&lt;div&gt;Memories are still there, fading into the background, replaced by stronger emotions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The excitement, elated feelings. The downers too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Humming.. " I'm just a little unwell... How i used to be ........"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Memories for sure.&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/4920362575283718211-7953275373010236367?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/7953275373010236367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/08/songs-smell-etc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/7953275373010236367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/7953275373010236367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/08/songs-smell-etc.html' title='Songs Smell etc.'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-839664687354550976</id><published>2011-08-14T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T21:37:54.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why i dislike goodbye</title><content type='html'>I'm so used to you all already. This is a lousy reason, I know. But I'll never regret knowing all of you. Just feeling sad when you are at a loss i suppose.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why did we hang out so much? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That reminds me so much of the good times we had together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random touring. Thats all we did. Bah.. but it meant so much, idk why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just missing you, thats all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know I'll be there for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You will be there for me too, i'm sure =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-839664687354550976?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/839664687354550976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/08/why-i-dislike-goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/839664687354550976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/839664687354550976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/08/why-i-dislike-goodbye.html' title='Why i dislike goodbye'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-9119649879833828285</id><published>2011-08-11T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T00:05:42.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost and Found</title><content type='html'>Ever feel like you've lost someone dear to you , and you've found them again? Outta touch for months at times, some times a full year. But always making a point to catch up? Someone who you know.. will pick up the phone if you are crying. No matter what time. where. or when. Someone who wasn't there to support you when you are in pieces, yet you can go back in time and refill those blank pages just like that, and still need the support. Someone, who you can talk about your heartache, with a nonchalant tone of voice, yet he/she knows you so well and can look right into your eyes and say what you needed to know. Someone who will go to a decent length to see you smile. i have such a friend.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I needed your support, and speaking about the past doesn't hurt actually. You said I'm more complicated. Now I'm 2 jigsaw puzzle pieces, and i'm still me. That actually means alot but i shrugged it off then. It is just so easy to talk and share. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So thankyou for irritating me. and of course, always be there for me. Thank you for letting me irritate you, while allowing me to give you a great big hug if i need to. Thanks for telling me random stories just to make me laugh. Thanks for your shoulder when i'm tired. Thanks for holding my hand when i'm about to stumble. Thanks for giving me such a strong believe in friendship. Thanks for keeping me dear. Thanks for so many other things. =) What do we care . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-9119649879833828285?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/9119649879833828285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/08/lost-and-found.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/9119649879833828285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/9119649879833828285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/08/lost-and-found.html' title='Lost and Found'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-571513540525888844</id><published>2011-08-07T18:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T18:13:57.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm good</title><content type='html'>I'm good, I'm all good. Finally I can keep my travelling bag after travelling for 4 consecutive weekends. One week break from travelling =) Yeah, its a good thing. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, Phnom Penh was good. Cameron was good. And I'm good. My heart is good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm too calm, you say. I just don't want to aggravate situation. I can't answer my own question. I am honest. Darn honest to myself. HEY HOW CAN I LIE. but still. I've been turning round and round. I really want things to be good, and it is. honestly, thats because i willed it to, what if i choose to break things apart just to see how things end. but why on earth would i do that. I treasure you, thats why i chose silence. Sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-571513540525888844?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/571513540525888844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/571513540525888844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/571513540525888844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-good.html' title='I&apos;m good'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-2820260742771805302</id><published>2011-08-04T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T23:34:43.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vent</title><content type='html'>This blog has been a dump site and will still be. I need to type it out again. I need what you cannot give me. I told you. Because i ought to. But why do i feel worse. It wasn't easy. I need understanding.I need to talk. I don't want judgement. I dont want advice. I dont want opinions. I dont need anything from that point of view. I just need to be me. And you won't let me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-2820260742771805302?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/2820260742771805302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/08/vent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/2820260742771805302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/2820260742771805302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/08/vent.html' title='Vent'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-5212730829147726985</id><published>2011-08-04T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T00:47:00.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't write a decent length post for quite some time. My bad. &lt;div&gt;Well, things went back to what it should not be. I fought hard to make it till this point, only to realize that, i still rely on that, too much in fact. Tethered to an amazingly strong invisible string, juggled and so so twisted. Uncertainties are unavoidable. BUT please, I would rather them be bygones, instead of hunting me down again and again. What, why, how plagued me. I know what to do, or at least i believe that i know which foot to put forward, backwards, or stationary. Are these the right decisions? I probably never know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some friendships are so valuable that it is a pain to destroy it with your own hands. Yet looking at it the other way will taint the pure relationship. I tried. to move on. But the memories are there, reliving it hurts. Not of pain, just of betrayal. Betrayal perhaps is too strong a word, but i felt violated. If things had happened with my consent, then yes, i am a conspirator too. I need to know that we are okay, things had not changed. I want to know that. I pray for the answer. Yet i know , i cannot face you the exact same way again, it hits replay, and replay. I don't know when it will stop, but when it does, you can reclaim your spot in my heart, as one of my most trusted friend again. For now, I need someone else to protect me. I'm dreadfully sorry, but I've chosen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not emo. I just need to write this out. Life is about choices, I made them. Time to detach from you, and forgive another you. The vagueness of this post must have driven any of the people reading nuts. But I dont feel sorry =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-5212730829147726985?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/5212730829147726985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-havent-write-decent-length-post-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/5212730829147726985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/5212730829147726985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-havent-write-decent-length-post-for.html' title=''/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-357845229396039723</id><published>2011-08-03T12:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T12:42:17.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So</title><content type='html'>This is a random post, mostly about solidarity, with a small pinch of chasm. &lt;div&gt;Kapas was fun, really fun. @jia ping : " wake up, beach, lunch, sea, dinner, crabs" . That is the summary of the whole trip ! We played in the water. Laughing about stupid things and the LB lying face. Star gazing, managed to see a shooting asteroid. Crab hunting, aggressive LB and WH. So many little things that made the whole trip absolutely wonderful and memorable. We can do anything without consequence. =) Wei Herng still have no luck with KING. hahah. the only time he was king, chee li was the victim &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all. good. There are things that i'd rather forgo, but its time to move on. Thanks J. Thanks Jp. How to bridge the gulf, idk.. *breathe* I'm good. All good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-357845229396039723?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/357845229396039723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/08/so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/357845229396039723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/357845229396039723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/08/so.html' title='So'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-4020100181577234233</id><published>2011-08-02T14:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T14:39:17.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I know</title><content type='html'>Things should be much simpler. That I know. Why did you do that? That I don't know. Talked to a friend, after making him wake me up. Why, you might ask. Although I was dead tired, I needed to talk. How I wish it never happened. How I wish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-4020100181577234233?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/4020100181577234233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-i-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/4020100181577234233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/4020100181577234233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-i-know.html' title='What I know'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-416946344355510522</id><published>2011-07-28T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T23:38:07.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jalan Jalan</title><content type='html'>Went for a KL one day tour ! Went to parts of Kl that I haven't seen before. Took the LRT and monorail to random places ( actually we do have a destination in mind, just can't seem to stop getting lost) , finally reaching pavi for snowflake. FUN and JAM =) and =(   ---&amp;gt;  =)=  &lt;div&gt;lame i know haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my friends. So, today was absolutely heartening. There simply are too many things to blog about, but I'm too lazy. Awesome day in short.  &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/4920362575283718211-416946344355510522?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/416946344355510522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/07/jalan-jalan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/416946344355510522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/416946344355510522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/07/jalan-jalan.html' title='jalan Jalan'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-3066642273728079494</id><published>2011-07-23T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T22:02:09.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So where was I ..</title><content type='html'>Hello people, sorry for the half hearted post before. So where was I... My effort during the month of July. I must say it did not go down the drain,however solictiude is unavoidable. Blogging is loud, especially during the night, so I shall stop and perhaps continue this some other time. Good night people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-3066642273728079494?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/3066642273728079494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/07/so-where-was-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/3066642273728079494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/3066642273728079494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/07/so-where-was-i.html' title='So where was I ..'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-2716053965220199471</id><published>2011-07-23T10:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T11:46:18.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh I've Forgotten</title><content type='html'>We talked, and I enjoyed it immensely. Somehow I feel a little impertinent, but nothing extreme for that matter. I am put in the middle, again. Just because I'm born a middle child, doesn't warrant such a treatment! (pun intended) . I was stressed out, and both of you know it (and those that I've told) , I appreciate the confidence that you guys have in me. but sometimes, I'd rather not know because i feel helpless, seeing cries of help and standing on the highest middle ground. At the same time, i feel happy because i know its not particularly stifling. There are no sides, if i'm not with you doesn't mean that i'm with her, vice versa. I do not want you both to be put in corners, without space to negotiate, yet i know, friendship looks pretty fragile or pretty non-existent for now. and i care. that is the problem.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole of July. What I've gone through is a small matter. Looking back, I understood why i felt that way. I don't want to head towards that any more. But i know. i might. BUT NO ! the tugging of the heart and the pulling of the brain. sorry that i've thought out loud. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to leave. Abruptly. see you all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-2716053965220199471?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/2716053965220199471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/07/oh-ive-forgotten.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/2716053965220199471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/2716053965220199471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/07/oh-ive-forgotten.html' title='Oh I&apos;ve Forgotten'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-5127274365388983742</id><published>2011-07-20T11:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T14:04:43.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Having and Being/ Losing and Gaining</title><content type='html'>One of the most memorable talks I had during the BNM camp was with Director of Human Resource, Mr. Adhari. He gave some insights about being and having. Having knowledge and being knowledgeable is entirely different, with the former being the pre-requisite. Having to fulfill an task and being able to do that, sends different message, don't you agree? The 2.5 hours session really worked it's way till the core of my being, and i was more conscious, less ignorant about how I feel inside. I understood value of each individual. 50 cents or rm 1 worth more? What is the difference? 50 cents? or more than that? Less than that? We were taught to not read and understand things based on face value. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the issue about losing and gaining. Quote from "how i met your mother" , "sometimes, things had to fall apart to give way to bigger, better things". How I wish that is true. I am an introvert, by nature. Exposing myself to crowds drains me. It doesn't mean that I'm socially inept, I do like socializing around, just I tend to keep to certain groups. Sticking to a certain decision is inherently difficult, and nonetheless, paramount, so that I can move on with my life. I must say I did make progress, hard earned ones by the way, through blood, sweat, but not tears luckily. Imma stick it out till the end *hums*.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This camp helps me get rid of some of my insecurities. The fact that everyone feels some form of fear, being helpless, defenceless, feeling stupid, and kiasu. What I must do now is to believe in myself. No one else has the obligation to do that. If i do not trust my abilities, it would be a crime to expect others to push me to greater heights, because i deny it, although some dark forms of self-doubting is still lurking around, too deeply ingrained.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So thats about it for now =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-5127274365388983742?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/5127274365388983742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/07/having-and-being-losing-and-gaining.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/5127274365388983742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/5127274365388983742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/07/having-and-being-losing-and-gaining.html' title='Having and Being/ Losing and Gaining'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-165636963296604786</id><published>2011-07-18T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T21:59:48.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Departure Camp</title><content type='html'>Whoots. I'm just back. I must say that it is THE MOST inspiring camp that I've ever been, so far. So I'm fortunate enough to meet Deputy Governor , Dato Mohammad Ibrahim , Assistant Governor MO, Directors of Departments, Deputy Directors, Managers, Bank staffs, and scholars !&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being there, seeing them being that successful is one thing. However, I got the chance to talk to them personally, and that helped me understand that being good in one field will get you nowhere. Being comprehensive does. Bringing humility to the table does. Continuous learning helps ! There are just so much things to share. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These people met the SUPERSTARS in the economic world. BERNANKE, TRICHET, ANDREW SHENG?? So awesome, so so so so so so so so SOOOOO awesome. They designed policies that affect millions of people. Just being in such an influential position awes me. Given such an opportunity- WOW. Sorry, super bersemangat now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But yeah, awesome camp. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-165636963296604786?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/165636963296604786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/07/pre-departure-camp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/165636963296604786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/165636963296604786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/07/pre-departure-camp.html' title='Pre-Departure Camp'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-6192814015792521418</id><published>2011-07-14T13:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T14:05:19.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Realistic World</title><content type='html'>I guess the title had sent the message across. That sends chills down my spine. What if I fall out of the favored bandwagon( not that i'm that favored anyways), what will people do? Do they still see me for who I am? A sense of apathy ? Or will my successes and failures depict who I am. No matter how much people like to think that they don't, I believe that somehow, people still do see them in that light. Sucess -bravo.. Failures, ah.. its alright.. ( REALLY ITS ALRIGHT??) Well, it differs from one person to another. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Personally I've seen realistic people, whilst being a realistic individual as well. I know that I need to fill my belly before fulfilling my dreams. Or its the other way round?? =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I have an urge, to go to a poor village, stay for a week or two, understand how being poor feels like. But i know i'll never muster the courage to go alone. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-6192814015792521418?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/6192814015792521418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/07/realistic-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/6192814015792521418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/6192814015792521418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/07/realistic-world.html' title='Realistic World'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-4903428748270992069</id><published>2011-07-10T23:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T00:22:16.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As time goes by</title><content type='html'>Vivid colours become bland, then fade into the background. It's not a sad thing, but when I try to recall those memories that matters, somehow it wasn't as clear and terse as before. The presence hasn't graced me in hours, a positive thing =) Somehow I hope it elongate into days before it decides to show itself again. It will never be months, I'm pretty sure of that. Credits have to go to my friends and family. They kept me busy, occupied. The thoughts fallen into abyss, heart comforted, or is it the calm before the storm? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm never good in communicating. Self conscious, reserved, quiet at times, noisy at times. Land mine at worst, docile goat at best. I've come to acceptance. That is who I am. Sometimes a multitude of ideas popped out of nowhere, and at times erratic emotions took control. Sometimes pangs of bittersweet sensations come by and most of the time I'm pretty much calm ( just like everyone else ? )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, I have to blog about BERSIH. What was the fuss all about? Are the mainstream medias reporting the truth? What actually happened? Why the tables are turned around? Lots of ambiguity and discussions about those issues. Kudos to people who actually went. They fought not only for themselves. They put themselves on the line, for us, the rakyat. The intentions are noble. Transparent and "clean" electoral system. That is what democracy is all about. I wouldn't know if our government is "bersih" or not in the previous elections, all i know, and what i know is that the rakyat had paid attention to this issue, and it would be best for the nation to have a clean election.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; A random thought plagued me, what is there to be afraid of if our electoral system is VERY clean? NOTHING. Nothing to gain and nothing to lose. Its not a political issue at all. All races had come together, as ONE Malaysia towards this goal. All these talks about patriotism, well it showed during BERSIH. Old ladies, people in crutches, overseas students, all rally for the same cause, as peacefully as they can. Everyone wants the best for Malaysia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Police worked hard for the peace to be maintained.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Governments want to keep the lines in place and keep the rakyat safe. I hope ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bersih wants transparency.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone wants the best for our nation ( and again hopefully ). Which is the way to go , I can't foretell , but bersih' s intention is definitely one of the ways to go. &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/4920362575283718211-4903428748270992069?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/4903428748270992069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/07/as-time-goes-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/4903428748270992069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/4903428748270992069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/07/as-time-goes-by.html' title='As time goes by'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-8445561247164030579</id><published>2011-07-08T19:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T20:11:25.960+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DYjWwiraVkY/ThbzGXXOMAI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/EUlDzkx0WFA/s1600/IMG_0591.JPG'/><title type='text'>Ache</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Muscle ache !&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As some of you guys might know. I'm a pretty lousy violinist. Very very lousy. But I went ahead and changed the strings! Its such a amazing change that I am hooked to the violin.( yeala. although I noob I still wanna play ) Random playing for a couple of hours.. then my left arm kinda aching. Its a very subtle stab, unlike the muscle ache from running. Pretty happy about it, call me bimbo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;Random things on the table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wFPzYGDOozo/ThbzHOsoD7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/lNOWq8vu3uw/s320/IMG_0600.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626952089975918514" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dominant strings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5x9PtR2_jao/ThbzG0N2OhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/l5GVrcjggW8/s1600/IMG_0599.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5x9PtR2_jao/ThbzG0N2OhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/l5GVrcjggW8/s1600/IMG_0599.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5x9PtR2_jao/ThbzG0N2OhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/l5GVrcjggW8/s320/IMG_0599.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626952082867501586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back of the violin. Believe me, it pains me to put it upside down like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IDwBOFzWuIM/ThbzGh9lzWI/AAAAAAAAAFY/XOhDzuZgl3k/s1600/IMG_0592.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: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IDwBOFzWuIM/ThbzGh9lzWI/AAAAAAAAAFY/XOhDzuZgl3k/s320/IMG_0592.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626952077967478114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right side up =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DYjWwiraVkY/ThbzGXXOMAI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/EUlDzkx0WFA/s1600/IMG_0591.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: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DYjWwiraVkY/ThbzGXXOMAI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/EUlDzkx0WFA/s320/IMG_0591.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626952075122192386" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/4920362575283718211-8445561247164030579?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/8445561247164030579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/07/ache.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/8445561247164030579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/8445561247164030579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/07/ache.html' title='Ache'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wFPzYGDOozo/ThbzHOsoD7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/lNOWq8vu3uw/s72-c/IMG_0600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-4963746173977460937</id><published>2011-07-06T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T22:51:29.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>A happy day in general. &lt;div&gt;Woke up early in the morning, went to the market, had breakfast, papers, short nap, friend's place, lunch, TRANSFORMERS, dinner, animal planet, online.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, thats about it. Pretty mellow but satisfying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Re Jping bloggie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are always stuck in similar situations huh. I'm getting used to it. No more dull thud =) You all are gradually occupying the blank slots. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-4963746173977460937?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/4963746173977460937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_06.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/4963746173977460937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/4963746173977460937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_06.html' title='=)'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-269432809538773989</id><published>2011-07-04T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T23:23:07.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Habit / Reliance / Need</title><content type='html'>Having something or someone fixed in a routine is almost parasitic for me. I'm a relatively boring person, so it rarely change. There grows reliance, and its normal for me. When things change, and of course thats how the world operates, often giving us what we need and then void of that, so we appreciate them when they are harshly or perhaps gradually taken away from us? Carpe diem is all I can say .. and what I've learnt. However I know that I don't NEED them to be there. There comes the conscious attempt to cancel them out totally before it gets to me ( okay.. by this time it had already gotten to me, I know. Preemptive measure? ) I'm glad to be who I am today. Ordinary. I have my dreams, and career aspirations. I have my downfalls and misery. I am imperfect yet happy in my own skin. I am very very grateful. &lt;div&gt;Money was once a very important aspect, of which I associate success with. But I grew up and understood that happiness , ultimately is what i'm looking for in life. So what are you looking for? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-269432809538773989?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/269432809538773989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/07/habit-reliance-need.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/269432809538773989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/269432809538773989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/07/habit-reliance-need.html' title='Habit / Reliance / Need'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-8666986009972133710</id><published>2011-07-03T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T23:34:35.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks</title><content type='html'>Thank youuu banyak banyak to all my friends who spent the day with me. Although it did not take all of the things off my mind, but it did distract me. You all are awesome. Making everyone laugh, till stomachache, and being so sarcastic =)  I'll miss hanging out with you alllll..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-8666986009972133710?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/8666986009972133710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/07/thanks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/8666986009972133710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/8666986009972133710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/07/thanks.html' title='Thanks'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-4434639689048409757</id><published>2011-07-02T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T22:14:42.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>是怀念的</title><content type='html'>I tried to talk myself out of it. Evidently it had not been of any use. Thoughts still haunt me. Shopping, movies, exercise, music did distract me, not for long duration unfortunately. Ever consumed a drug unwillingly? It's a really small matter, as insignificant as dust. However, the annoying characteristic of dust stayed put. It was everywhere, invisible yet visible, and every time i seem to stop thinking about it for a while, dust comfortably settles down, builds up, and becomes more obvious by the seconds, minutes, hours. Annoying much as it doesn't really matter, yet in its unique way it does. Saying that it hurts is a lie. Convincing myself that it doesn't hurt is yet another lie. It just a little jab. Not unlike the twinge of a thorn. I should start to pile loads of activities. Staring at nothingness hurts more. =) &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/4920362575283718211-4434639689048409757?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/4434639689048409757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/4434639689048409757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/4434639689048409757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title='是怀念的'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-9167853259764660640</id><published>2011-06-30T17:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T21:56:53.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting used to . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;July is a whole new month. A month where I have to get used to lots of things. Staring at the relatively blank laptop screen, touching my tablet aimlessly, feeling the drought of the mellifluous little things, patching up loose spots, tying knots, and moving on. Trying to empty myself with belligerent thoughts and be in peace. College chapter has come to an end, hanging on to the insignificant yet highly sentimental memories bring me comfort yet its a drug. I must stop revisiting them and lamenting about loss time. A month void of that would bring me up, standing on land again, not swaying with the rhythm of the ocean, of which you command. Emotions and time will not be tied by the wind you brought upon and I will be a hawk, or something more impressive, soaring above, moving back to the inherent introvert personality of mine, much more independent. Easier said than done.&lt;/span&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;Today , the last day of June. Feeling depressed is an exaggeration, but I'm not exactly happy nor sad. It is like balancing on a thin strip of straw, and being tethered to something unpredictable. Nightmares had plagued me, not as scary as they were before, but they drained me of energy. Feeling guilt as I see the clock ticks away, and head towards the phone. Being so unmotivated is so unlike myself and it scares me. Where was the drive to do something bigger than myself?Where was the passion to read? and i shall stop asking these rhetoric questions. &lt;/span&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;It amazes me. How somebody can be so strong in facing death. Blaming nothing. Not God, not friends, not teachers, not family. Embracing the facts as it is, being so brave and having such a big heart. He shared, cried, grieved, and hopefully the bigger part of him can move on, as I know a part of his heart has been left behind, and I pray that his family finds peace. &lt;/span&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;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A song that keeps playing in my head.&lt;/span&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;Air supply. Making love out of nothing at all.&lt;/span&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&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; know just how to whisper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And I know just how to cry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I know just where I find the answers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And I know just how to lie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I know just how to fake it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And I know just how to scheme &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I know just when to face the truth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And then I know just when to dream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And I know just where I touch you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And I know just what to prove &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I know when to pull you closer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 20px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And I know when to let you loose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I know the night is fading &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I know the time�s gonna fly &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I�m never gonna tell you everything I gotta tell you &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 20px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But I know I�ve got to give it a try&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I know the roads to riches &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I know the ways to pain &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know all the rules and then I know how to break�em &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 20px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And then I always know the name of the game&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;But I don�t know how to leave you &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I�ll never let you fall &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I don�t know how you do it &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 20px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Making love out of nothing at all&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Making love &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Out of nothing at all &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Making love &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Out of nothing at all &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Making love &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Out of nothing at all &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Making love &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Out of nothing at all &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Making love &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Out of nothing at all &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Making love &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 20px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Out of nothing at all&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Everytime I see you, well the rays of the sun are all &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Streaming through the waves in your hair &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;And every star in the sky is taking aim at your eyes &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Like a spotlight &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;The beating of my heart is a drum and it�s lost &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;And it�s looking for a rhythm like you &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;You can take the darkness from the deep of the night &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;And turn it to a beacon burning endlessly bright &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;I gotta follow it �cause everything I know &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 20px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well, it�s nothing �till I give it to you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can make the runner stumble &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can make the final block &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I can make every tackle at the sound of the whistle &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 20px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I can make all the stadiums rock&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can make tonight forever &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Or I can make it disappear by the dawn &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I can make you every promise that�s ever been made &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 20px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I can make all your demons be gone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;But I�m never gonna make it without you &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do you really wanna see me crawl ? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I�m never gonna make it like you do &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 20px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Making love out of nothing at all&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Making love &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 20px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Out of nothing at all...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 20px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 20px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 20px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 20px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Oh, and what are words by Chris Medina =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/4920362575283718211-9167853259764660640?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/9167853259764660640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/06/getting-used-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/9167853259764660640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/9167853259764660640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/06/getting-used-to.html' title='Getting used to . . .'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-5304972934294430016</id><published>2011-06-27T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T23:39:17.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bangsar Village</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So peeps, I've been to Bangsar Village for the first time! Jakoon okay fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty good I must say. Coffee Bean, Starbucks, Boost, and even THE LOAF. jeng jeng jeng. Pleased to report that the original cheese cupcake is better than the one from pavillion. Definitely delectable =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course, posh shops must be expected, albeit not as sky high as pavillion or gardens in general.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Depressed that most outlets cater for middle age, as they have higher spending power ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SO , we headed out to the boutiques.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mirror, Sometime ... etc etc.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty affordable.( super grin... ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bought some dresses and a bag ( similar to the one from Jaspal. Imagine my glee ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A big bummer is that I've ran out of cash, and I'm not shopping with my mum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The ATM machine decided that my card is too lowly to be accepted ( nonsense of course ) , but no money =(     *supplementary credit card would be awesome* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is a huge hiccup on the crest of my otherwise pretty enjoyable shopping spree. Perhaps working in a boutique is the way to go ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* vigorously nods... ponders.. head droops.. doubt so* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah.. that's it for now . so layzee :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/4920362575283718211-5304972934294430016?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/5304972934294430016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/06/bangsar-village.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/5304972934294430016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/5304972934294430016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/06/bangsar-village.html' title='Bangsar Village'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-6565701676221897464</id><published>2011-06-21T11:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T11:26:32.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Job</title><content type='html'>I need a job. Need to get something done before boredom creeps into my brain and create a permanent void. That said, inability to commit is a major obstacle. July month is scattered with activities. August is relatively empty but it is tough to intern for a month! I need some suggestions. Perhaps flipping through sloman Is a good idea,but where does that place me? Reading up about investment then? Or just proceed to the fourteen books recommended in my fresher pack? These do not sound convincing,nor a solid way to up mY game. Laudable attempt perhaps. On the brink to my twenties, I know that holidays are not meant for fun only, it is for me to recollect myself, brush up my skills and be a better or more informed citizen. Growing up takes most of the fun outta me. Sobs. But slacking would cause a greater disequilibria. Oh, I digress. So, getting a job is seemingly impossible. I just have to make most out of my holidays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-6565701676221897464?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/6565701676221897464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/06/job.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/6565701676221897464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/6565701676221897464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/06/job.html' title='Job'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-3380442911632066645</id><published>2011-06-18T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T20:53:18.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So random !</title><content type='html'>Ah. More blogging from me since I have more free time already.&lt;div&gt;So so addicted to animals neon trees. Hits replay. and replay. My family is probably ready to kill me soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got a simple hair trim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna fill up my holidays !! Resisted the urge to fill it up before A2. Now its filling in time, I'll catch up with all of you =))  Friends are just awesome !&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/4920362575283718211-3380442911632066645?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/3380442911632066645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/06/so-random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/3380442911632066645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/3380442911632066645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/06/so-random.html' title='So random !'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-1468325634884107082</id><published>2011-06-17T16:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T17:27:55.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Biro tata negara -kewarganegaraan</title><content type='html'>I am quite exhausted, rocking on the edge of unconsciousness.I'm not home from btn yet.&lt;br /&gt;I must admit, I went to that camp with a prejudice, a tinted perception that it will all be about constitutions. Well I wasn't completely wrong. but! There were funny moments. The other 65 participants were awesome, smart and knowledgeable. Majority of them are medic scholars sponsored by jpa, followed by petronas and bank. Debates were endless, with no party willing to give in for the sake of giving in, whist being a tough nut to crack. Hours were spent debating about the priorities of a nation. That really opened my peepers. So that is the challenge of organizing your thoughts and conveying it coherently.... Decisions are hard to come by, and that is probably why parliament discussion often turns nasty. Given simulation of real life example, the 33 of us cannot come to an agreed approach al together. We weren't satisfied. That is such a small number. How can our government satisfy each and  everyone of us? I often complain that the majority somehow override the wishes of the minority. Undeniably true. But by denying the greater number, does that bring peace and happiness to each individual? That really taken me by surprise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given the opportunity to mingle with people of different races, I now know the consequences of stereotyping and ignorance. We , or probably just me, used to write in essays about how we should understand each other more profoundly, but it is almost never applied in real life.  A platform as such really allow us to talk in hope of acceptance,  and that is the core of integration. Do not judge what we don't understand. That is true too. I have personally met great people from the camp, religion is not an issue! Lack of understanding is the thorn that most people are unwilling to remove, including me before hand. Playing up issues or allowing issues to agitate us is not wise, now I understand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling me changed, transformed, whatever.. I know that it's for the best albeit not nodding to everything that was presented during the camp. The true bonding starts outside the formal activities, through dinner and supper, with calm and rational hearts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given the same question :&lt;br /&gt;Should scholars/students go for btw ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week ago - no !!!!!! Such a waste of time. I have to wear white long sleeves formal blouse everyday, leather shoe, with 5 hours of sleep everyday??? Listening to constitution is boring, I dont need to know that to be successful. Reading up and taking an online test is sufficient. No need for succinct explanation for five long days! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now - yes yes yes. We should go and embrace the camp with an open heart and mind. It was educational. Given the opportunity to question and learn. Facts, boring yes. But without facts, it is foolish to claim to be a part of a nation which I knew nothing off. So anyone who is reading this, do not shy away from this camp, given the chance. Absence of initiative bring upon the down fall of a nation. Live for the future generation too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-1468325634884107082?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/1468325634884107082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/06/biro-tata-negara-kewarganegaraan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/1468325634884107082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/1468325634884107082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/06/biro-tata-negara-kewarganegaraan.html' title='Biro tata negara -kewarganegaraan'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-7513098022182902942</id><published>2011-06-13T09:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T10:04:52.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angsty</title><content type='html'>So A levels had come to an end. A moment that I had cherished. Vatful of memories to be treasured and stored in a special place. Feeling a bit sentimental here, as I felt a chunk of my life was harshly separated from me. Graduation is a happy event, but I feel an unending hollowness, where you just hear a dull thud in your heart. Not enough to stab or hurt that much. I have to admit, I do not feel the same way after graduating from high school because I know I'll still meet them often and life goes on. College however impact me in a such an unexpected way. I'll probably not meet them for years. For the majority of them, however, I'll get to hang out with when I drop by London for the weekend. Its still different. I used to hang out so much with you, him, her, them. Going to college to study even though we had nothing to do on that particular day. Sharing private moments. Those that we wouldn't share with strangers. Nonchalantly chatting and talking about nothing at all. I do miss those days. So much.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leaving Malaysia, is another hard decision to make, but not one to be hurried as I still need my results. In approximately 60 days, I'll find out if I'll go to the University of my choice. Meanwhile I have to find a cause to occupy my 90+ days left in Malaysia. Ah, its pretty short if its dissected in this way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feeling completely useless and intimidated. I have no skills, talents whatsoever. I'll be content being a nobody, but I know I don't have a choice. Reacting to my friend's comment " You are NOT JOINING the orchestra in C?" . Well, yea..I'm not bringing my violin there. *smacks face*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where everybody expects everyone else to be a genius. However, I am who I am. I'll make most out of it =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.s. This is not an emo post. I'm good. Heading for camp afterwards.&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/4920362575283718211-7513098022182902942?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/7513098022182902942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/06/angsty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/7513098022182902942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/7513098022182902942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/06/angsty.html' title='Angsty'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-2353046574900038231</id><published>2011-06-12T00:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T11:51:57.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PROM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Prom is the highlight of the year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Definitely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone was dressed to the nines.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm going to attach some pictureeees =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J_QjOwEbNnU/TfOXpsLZ-zI/AAAAAAAAAFA/vRxlwHlaw0M/s320/P1070954.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Janice, my make up artist. She's awesome and tall ( 180cm perhaps)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will go back to her. For any events.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SHE IS GOOD IN HER STUFF. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will not post a close up here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SJwKe9_1R-w/TfOXp1a1kuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ZEmzqmbZSgQ/s320/P1070953.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not forgetting, my hair. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heading to JW Marriot was stressful. Traffic was terrible. I was freezing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then ... its registration time. Of course, fruit punch was readily available at arm's length. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The food. Mediocre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were there to party, and of course, taking pictures with everyone and anyone we know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the end of the night, flashes of light appeared from every corner of the reception hallway. Its pretty huge. Instead the ballroom/ dinner room was relatively empty. Majority went out, to take pictures ! How awesome was that !?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will remember this night. To commemorate the graduation of my A levels program .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A night to hold dear to heart.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-2353046574900038231?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/2353046574900038231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/06/prom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/2353046574900038231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/2353046574900038231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/06/prom.html' title='PROM'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J_QjOwEbNnU/TfOXpsLZ-zI/AAAAAAAAAFA/vRxlwHlaw0M/s72-c/P1070954.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-3269843819079029862</id><published>2011-06-09T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T22:11:08.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of A2 ( tomorrow )</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeng jeng jeng jeng ~~~~~~ Pre-post. Can't wait. Itch I longed to scratch !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After 1.5 years, arguably the nerdiest phase of my life, I'm going to grow wings, and zoom * YES ZOOM* towards freedom !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PARTY PARTY ! FUN FUN FUN FUN ! oh yes. now I sound like a bimbo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WHO CARES. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Exhilarating. I must say I find A levels challenging. However I believe that its not the toughest course on earth. Even further maths can be pacified ! Muddled and addled brain has been treating it as a human. One more paper to go and I'm there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HYPOCRITE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;go watch movies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yay yay yay !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-3269843819079029862?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/3269843819079029862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/06/last-day-of-a2-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/3269843819079029862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/3269843819079029862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/06/last-day-of-a2-tomorrow.html' title='Last day of A2 ( tomorrow )'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-6379065015118300949</id><published>2011-06-07T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T22:43:32.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Econs Feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After studying so hard and in depth for economics, finally I can let out a relieved sigh. Yes, its partially over. I went through the trouble, going too much in detail. I just cannot believe how much time I spent dwelling on Cournot model, Bertrand model, Says' Law. I must be impeccable ? Perhaps not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, academics aside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its one too many times that people commented how exploited I am. Incredulous claim. Outraged, yes yes yes. When one is told repeatedly, my believe starts to shake. Being a friend doesn't mean that I have to do everything and anything for a person. Its time to think of myself. Someone would have thought about that before asking me for favours. I shall not waste any reader's time by enumerating the benefits of thinking for yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Say, if you had a leg up, and have a means to prevent someone else from being successful. Will you, by all means, keep those information to yourself? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Honestly, I would love to be selfish. However, some situations just do not allow that personal greediness to come into the picture. There are expectations from the perception that you will always be nice. Keeping to oneself sadly does not fit the expectation to be "nice". So, most people keep up the appearances, moi included, to always give and not take. Slowly, it might form a habit as of the case now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Being a servant doesn't work in the long term.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Give me or leave me. Sadist. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One more paper to go..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BTN time :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-6379065015118300949?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/6379065015118300949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/06/post-econs-feelings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/6379065015118300949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/6379065015118300949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/06/post-econs-feelings.html' title='Post Econs Feelings'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-7896300817264390692</id><published>2011-06-01T14:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T15:03:48.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>A little bit trapped in a limbo here.&lt;div&gt;Some days just fling by and all I wanted to do was dream. Then reality splashes me in the face, in the form of slushie ( Gleek here ) , and tells me that you WANT to dream but you don't believe what you are dreaming. Perplexing. So I tell myself brusquely, reality is damning. Grudgingly, I haven't found my purpose in life, but I am a big dreamer about affinity. Whether its affinity towards a person, or subject, or cause. Being able to believe is something beautiful. Perhaps its time to recollect my thoughts and screw the lid properly till I breathe through the exams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-7896300817264390692?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/7896300817264390692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/06/dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/7896300817264390692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/7896300817264390692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/06/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-4401082993343147581</id><published>2011-05-26T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T23:34:07.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain Vs Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rational and impulsive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Always the struggle between them. Ever feel like you know what you have to do, but your heart tells you otherwise? Its like being pulled in two different directions. Parents will nonchalantly point us towards the safer route, the rational one. Movies, songs or even, motivational talk always pulls us in, make us feel like we should follow our heart, what we want to do, aspire, inspire. Encouraging us to dream big, tread the unwoven path, create a new pathway to success. Take risks, embrace the uncertainties, reap the fruits. All of these, do you actually believe in them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used to, but now I would like my brain to lead the way. Letting my emotions getting in the way isn't the smartest thing to do. Unwittingly I've let my guard slip. Its only right that now, I rebuilt it stronger than ever. And I don't think that its a sad thing to do. I used to believe in fairy tales , but you think they exist? And no, this is not pessimistic, I'm just being realistic. Sometimes growing up is a pain, making us see things in a clearly defined way. I want it to be different. Here are some of the things I want&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want animals to be treated with kindness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want everyone in this world to be properly fed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want acid man to be caught.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want all these calamities to end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want people to bond together, irrespective of age, race or religion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want everyone to love themselves, for being tall , short , fat , clever, stupid, everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want humans to stop damaging the ecosystem for the sake of growth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want people to stop harming each other. No crimes, No strikes, No cruelty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But then I'd be idealistic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It dawned on me that most of the things I want will never happen. It would improve , definitely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Completely ? I dont know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Without evil, will there be good?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Without sadness, how will happiness be reflected?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just need to meditate or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-4401082993343147581?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/4401082993343147581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/05/brain-vs-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/4401082993343147581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/4401082993343147581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/05/brain-vs-heart.html' title='Brain Vs Heart'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-4333470382592738228</id><published>2011-05-19T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T15:49:37.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Splash Spish ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One random day.. Just feeling like writing something short here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, who knows the movies are right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Getting sloppy wet from the rain, while trudging through ankle high muddy water is really depressing. Well, walking alone contributed to the emo-ness of the whole situation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cold from the wind, lonely and always aware of the surroundings, in case some guy leaps out to kidnap me. WHO EVER KNOWS. Nobody can hear me scream in the howling wind with thunders booming. Water dripping from my purple bag, and i can feel the water sloshing down my calves. why sloshing. Easy : bag + skirt = lots of water. oKay, a little exaggeration here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its not a good feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Luckily its not a permanent depressing feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As soon as i showered, get some songs playing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel good again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes i wonder, and ponder.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Little things are so insignificant, but at the same time I feel like these little things are life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And they make life significant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How would you all categorize that ? =)&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;&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/4920362575283718211-4333470382592738228?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/4333470382592738228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/05/splash-spish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/4333470382592738228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/4333470382592738228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/05/splash-spish.html' title='Splash Spish ?'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-4158900611143599965</id><published>2011-05-13T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:46:43.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Narcissistic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For some, loving oneself is an obstacle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For many others, loving oneself is so natural.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I fall into the latter group of people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would say that facebook promotes this idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some bloggers like to put counters, to indicate the number of viewers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some don't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've read from a blog, of which I am an avid reader, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that he feels that its pretty pointless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cuz we tend to convince ourselves that what we write is important and deserve to be read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lack of rational mind thereof leads us to believe that the alphabets that we've carefully crafted into words are more important what others wrote.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I find it true, but its really an open debate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its within our fingertips to announce to the whole world about &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- what we're doing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- who we are hanging out with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- what "secrets" we're supposed to keep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But for me, this feels like.. the world has to spin according to the individual pace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As if the spotlights should rightfully be shone on the individual at the first place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Such attention is demanded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Instant gratification ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have to admit that I, part of the Y generation do unfortunately ( or fortunately ) fall into this mind-boggling act.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some people dissed self centered human beings, but I find that most people do love themselves very very much. We were taught to "live life, love life".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WHY should I give in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WHY should I let you win?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WHY should I tolerate?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WHY should I be unhappy when I have the golden chance to TRY to be happy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WHAT do i owe you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the list goes on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I've typed it out, you guys can be pretty certain these thoughts went through my brain before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Did it always rule my decision?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would say NO, not always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But does it make me feel that I should deserve my happiness. HELL YES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;which leads back to the main topic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is this a good phenomena?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For me, no.. not at the current pace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I believe that some of my many demands are highly irrational and emotional.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Perhaps ludicrous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, hmm.. yea. thats it for now.&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/4920362575283718211-4158900611143599965?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/4158900611143599965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/05/narcissistic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/4158900611143599965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/4158900611143599965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/05/narcissistic.html' title='Narcissistic'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-9117095126099926616</id><published>2011-05-08T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T23:39:15.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My mum :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since i've dedicated blog posts to friends before, why not for my mum?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, my mum is awesome !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone loves their mum, no? Perhaps not everyone, but most i guess?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was a stubborn little girl. Not really ambitious. Timid. blah.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mum made me who i am today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She decided that health is more important than travel time, thus the shift to kajang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She sacrificed her time for the past 11 years or more, driving from kajang to KL for work, stuck in the hellish jam. People might think that its easy, but no its not a mere feat. She gave up her leisure and earns a living for us, the kids. Stress piling up, muscles protesting, she rarely complains. She provided us with love, care, and support. I wouldn't have the nerve to apply to top-notch universities if weren't for her guidance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Although she rarely expresses her emotion, I know that she loves us very much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are her life, her goal, her aspirations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I asked her about tuition. No problem she says. Guilty much. Tuition doesn't come cheap for a levels students unfortunately. Approximately RM100 per hour. For the sake of knowledge, she encouraged me to go and seek it out , understand, and have a strong grasp on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apart from financial support, she knows and understands me so well, with her uncanny ability to sift through my mind. She often pushes the "wrong" button, HAH, to annoy me, with me frustrated for 5 minutes thereof. LOL, it gives her pleasure to see me blowing steam from my ears. At the end of the 5 minutes, I still love her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So , happy mother's day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To mothers every corner in this world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish you joy and happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For bringing a life into the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And carrying out the noble duty as a selfless mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and we children, shall never understand the act of giving,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;until the day we become parents ourselves,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and laugh regrettably about the mistakes that we've done and repay them by being better parents I hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life isn't fair, but with mothers, we children will always feel sheltered and loved.&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/4920362575283718211-9117095126099926616?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/9117095126099926616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-mum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/9117095126099926616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/9117095126099926616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-mum.html' title='My mum :)'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-6567869661239739667</id><published>2011-05-04T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T22:05:03.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SHOUT OUT : Happy birthday dear dear jia en !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It feels sooooo good to talk to her just now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss her so much :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So fun to just talk about crapz and girly stupid stuffs without caring about whatever is thrown back at you, cuz you just love that friend that much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its actually funny, as we haven't contacted each other for quite some time, but we still crap like mad. LOL .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blogging takes my mind off some things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oblivious much me ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No , don't think so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BIMBO me. The thought of lashing back is always so strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No. I should stop the toxic from soaking my brain and corrupting it on the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why lah, i should not be so snappish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grumpy frumpy girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nonono :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i must smileeeeee :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;stress is getting to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GO AWAY MOODY stress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4 weeks left to prom :D ahhh.. positive thing to look forward to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then the quite "awesome" BTN camp for 5 days.. *ahhh...yeah.. received the invitation*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then Holidaysss..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;whooooops :D&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: 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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-6567869661239739667?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/6567869661239739667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/6567869661239739667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/6567869661239739667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-8291594104904217171</id><published>2011-04-28T17:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T17:49:31.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For good reasons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been praying more lately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hmmm.. oh yes.. sometimes i am very religious..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I do pray daily but pious? maybe not as my understanding of my religion is shamefully little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope that i have a bigger heart. and i pray that i can remove the tinted glasses that I myself created. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Humans are equal. I need to see that. But now although i know it as a fact, practically I cannot do it. =(  I am still constrained by history, personality and characteristics of a person. I cannot separate myself from all these influence. It should not influence how i treat a person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It should not x infinity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But yet i do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If my trust is betrayed, yes, i will never ever treat you the same way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was taught to be forgiving, be a loving friend, I am no such person. =C&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friends mean a whole lot to me, but I dont have a lot of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friends for me :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friends that i will help unconditionally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friends that i will not judge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friends that i'm sure of their noble hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friends that i will stick up for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friends that i will sacrifice for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friends that i will care for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friends that i hope will stay by me forever, no matter how long that is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friends that i will treat like family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Perhaps that is what others call close friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But if i stay true to the path of honesty, I cannot make myself call some stranger "friend" as in reality we might have just spoken once and he/she is a "friend" in facebook, but if anything arises, he/she might not care. I cannot make myself call them friends. ( this is a super bad characteristic, one to be shamed ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I ask myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why do i keep my social circle so tight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why am i so comfortable with my current friends that i do not see the need to wander out and mix around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why am I such a social failure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why i stick to my principles so much that sometimes i do not forgo a crack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I pray and hopefully with some divine help I will see the way to rid myself of all these negativities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lastly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With this post as a reminder, I will try hard to change =)&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/4920362575283718211-8291594104904217171?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/8291594104904217171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/04/untitled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/8291594104904217171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/8291594104904217171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/04/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-8908442768604641288</id><published>2011-04-24T19:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T19:13:50.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now this is too much</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WELL WELL. the stalker hacked into my facebook account as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NICE RITE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;worst cyber week ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so please friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;reset your security question or reset your password from time to time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOSING AN ACCOUNT IS NOWHERE NEAR FUN. I can assure you that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its frustrating, and an email is so personal to me that it is evidently a part of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SO PLEASE friends and strangers alike, link your primary email to other emails. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Use different password for everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is no need for regret . " LOOK at ME.. shrill scream"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Set a tough password, use a tough security question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or if you are too afraid, just stop using hotmail/ yahoo altogether.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cuz according to a techie (my friend's bf) they are easily hacked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I believe that thousands of accounts have been compromised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SO, after surviving my worst cyber week ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I survived dialogue too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was slightly below expectation as i was expecting something more controversial and constructive instead of diplomatic discussions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nonetheless, our moderators did quite a good job in bringing those issues back into the light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lengthy answers with a sole point however did not help make the discussion as concise as it should be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I do,sincerely, congratulate the organizing committee for pulling it through, and making it a success. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thats all from me. 6 more weeks till i'm free from a levels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hmm.. time flies .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-8908442768604641288?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/8908442768604641288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/04/now-this-is-too-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/8908442768604641288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/8908442768604641288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/04/now-this-is-too-much.html' title='Now this is too much'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-1073520998292093153</id><published>2011-04-21T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T21:04:29.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to vent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please bear with me through this post. What delineated here will be full of frustration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;First thing,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the smart ass that freaking hacked into my hotmail account to send awful spam email.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THANKYOU. for removing almost all my contacts by effectively "alerting" the hotmail authorities to BLOCK my account. oh, did i say thank you already?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The thing is, i still have facebook , so my life is not totally gone, you know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah, and the validation thing. I'm super sorry that I have not taken the liberty to jot down those private details that i've keyed in 10 years ago. As a pathetic result, i have no recollection of my "secret" answer thereof. HAHA, laugh at myself. TOTALLY STEWPID.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This frustration has to be vented ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OKAY. positive side of this otherwise and obviously lopsided event, i get to create a new account. YAY rite? well , i'll let you guys know my new email if this validation process did not get through, which is yeah, likely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;2nd thing.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Out of nowhere, I'm getting this terrible sore throat. Infection likely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DUH, of all weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need to attend interfaith dialogue and now this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How to have "dialogue".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DAI DIE and all the variations of that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NO, positive thinking rite?? Well at least i dont get a chance to be put down by all the other amazing participants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;talking bout participants, they are sooooo talented/ good in academic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm talking bout top in the world, top in malaysia, scholars, potential GIC scholars (4th stage!), super mathematicians, and most of them are not at all nerdy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My english sounds like a child beside them .. Exaggeration of course, but intimidated much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For those who assumed that they are "bananas" , some are, but lots aren't.&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;3RD THING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I AM FEELING STEWPID.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its till a point where i feel like pouring effort doesn't bring a equal return.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well, if IQ is in born, i guess thats just the limit for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but, i'm not going to give up !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gandhi- we must be the change we wish to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes yes yes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;frustration still here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;food therapy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NO, sore throat now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no more complains already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*huge sigh*&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: 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;&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/4920362575283718211-1073520998292093153?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/1073520998292093153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-need-to-vent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/1073520998292093153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/1073520998292093153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-need-to-vent.html' title='I need to vent'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-2225275993246840742</id><published>2011-04-16T12:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T12:23:21.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exception</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once again. I've made an exception for misswhjp .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*SHOUT OUT* terima kasih.. thank you.. for listening to me rant. If not my anger will pulverize defenseless victims. so Ahoy , the savior. I'm going too far here =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SO naw naw.. what to update about my life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well holidays are definitely relaxing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm going to move on to a relatively new chapter of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well actually its just a change of surroundings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I still stick to my same-old friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For no other reason, other than they are worth sticking around =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;time flies =S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm dreading the day.. when i have to leave my home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;roughly 5 months left.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So fassssss... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i've already started to fill up my holidays after june..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;trips.. camp.. exhibition.. ( unfortunately it clashed with camp, choose choose? )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;one thing i've read during the holidays ( ITS NOT A NERD BOOK)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DREAM is the way to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we must be ambitious enough to dream, then we will take ourselves there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The passive way of thinking is " where this will get us by 2015"..whereas "where i want this to take us by 2015" shows more of a proactive role.. then conscious effort will be poured into making it what WE want, not what we accept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All of these, from Mohammad Yunus' book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He said that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;POVERTY SHOULD ONLY BE SEEN IN MUSEUM. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SOCIAL businesses should be built after cementing strong framework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Profit maximizing is NOT the only way to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SUSTAINABLE lifestyle is not a habit, its a prerequisite to survival.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;etc etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He sends a very strong message out there to ignorant people like me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DREAM BIG. then we can see what we wanna see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Decades ago, everyone will say that you're crazy for wanting to go to the moon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, humans dream, and made it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so what makes removing poverty all so impossible?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so, I've been rethinking of my decisions in life. I've chosen to follow the conservative way to success. Good foundation, good university, good job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but success is not a goal, its my journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I dont wanna be successful in terms of monetary rewards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looking deeper, I want to do something meaningful everyday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But for now, I've chosen my path.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will move forward. Strive to achieve the academic results required.&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;But most importantly, be happy and content. =)&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/4920362575283718211-2225275993246840742?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/2225275993246840742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/04/exception.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/2225275993246840742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/2225275993246840742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/04/exception.html' title='Exception'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-7955455995609034798</id><published>2011-04-07T18:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T19:01:35.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random destress blogpost</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AH. Nice to spill out the pent up emotions. via humble characters.&lt;br /&gt;my conclusion for a levels exp further maths.&lt;br /&gt;I never ever feel so stupid in my entire life, and i did study . ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people say IQ are in born-ed. Who needs luck then. a modicum will do.&lt;br /&gt;I digress. Luck is a major factor in succeeding.&lt;br /&gt;I've heard that a girl , top girl in school, failing to secure offers to top universities.&lt;br /&gt;LUCK do play a role. big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EQ on the other hand, i believe, can be honed.&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost 19, and I want my maturity to be of that level.&lt;br /&gt;Polishing polishing. long journey to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YU HUA&lt;br /&gt;It beholds a vatful of memory. Some sadness entwined with joy !&lt;br /&gt;I am always proud to tell everyone.&lt;br /&gt;I'm from a small town, kajang. I graduated from Yu hua, but you've probably haven't heard of it.&lt;br /&gt;I would love to be representing yu hua. anytime.&lt;br /&gt;Its a pride.I'm sure many of the few who are reading this post would understand.&lt;br /&gt;It was a home. It was good, filled with blissful memories. It made me grow. It made me understand. It offered me opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;Whats there to be "unproud" of ? it would have been perplexing if some others disagree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To bring this really short post to an end.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going out out out out.&lt;br /&gt;Food therapy, retail shopping therapy. Its all in the list.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna catch up with my loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEWARE. UN- NERD- DI- FY- ING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. lame . die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-7955455995609034798?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/7955455995609034798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/04/random-destress-blogpost.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/7955455995609034798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/7955455995609034798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/04/random-destress-blogpost.html' title='Random destress blogpost'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-1692395346685440255</id><published>2011-03-28T03:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T03:48:54.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its crazy that i'm blogging... which seems like an onerous task right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well well... if it isn't palpitations again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If i ever suggest any form of caffeine.. please.. dutifully... or..mercifully remind me of this tragic blog post.. which has no particular message at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Being a full fledged nerd isn't all that boring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My life concerns books and just purely that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But its really simple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just have to squeeze every single drop of brain power.. and translate it into letters and numbers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;easier said than done of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i'm actually enjoying it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sanguine sanguine homo sapiens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all these calamities make me wonder why i'm so engrossed with studies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;getting into top u? pfft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;somehow it seems insignificant now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wait a minute ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i still wanna work hard.. =D&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;okay. i shall attempt to lie on my warm bed....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;which had tolerated my tossing for 3 hours already.&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/4920362575283718211-1692395346685440255?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/1692395346685440255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-surprise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/1692395346685440255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/1692395346685440255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-surprise.html' title='what a surprise'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-188933739975311810</id><published>2011-02-14T21:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T21:58:41.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Done</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At some point of my life, if someone have nonchalantly suggested that i close my blog i would have cringed with doubt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;However this seems like a plausible decision now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've become a more private person..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even my roommate comments " you keep a lot to yourself huh"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes its not a secret. perhaps its just a feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But thats what i've become.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not that i regret who I am right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dwelling more on this subject, even if someone casually asked about the stuffs i kept to myself, I wouldn't know how to answer it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not because i'm devising a fool-proof lie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its just.. I have nothing to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is it a shame?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For me its a blessing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Albeit some might think its not, but from my perspective it is .. at least in disguise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whats more to share to the internet world?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I ask myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Drawing no answers. I must say this is a question left unanswered for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking from different dimensions / altitudes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On my perhaps minute leap to my last teenage year, there are times that i longed to share news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good or bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking with a lighter tone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I must studddddy harrd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hah ! now that sounds more like me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NERD-issssh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yealah, i wanna be a nerd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TILL i finish A2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After that MAYBE i'll join my classmates to club again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In my small and insignificant opinion, clubbing kind of sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BUT, if its smoke free + NOT SANDWICH-ish..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know I will love it !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ah.... lets hope I score for A2 okaaaaaaaaay???? =D&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=college rocks=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-188933739975311810?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/188933739975311810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/02/done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/188933739975311810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/188933739975311810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/02/done.html' title='Done'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-5732727553975203197</id><published>2011-01-20T16:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T16:30:53.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JIA PING birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SOrrrrry jia ping.&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to blog about it now.&lt;br /&gt;CHHEERRS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I wanted it to be extra special this year.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows where everyone will be next year rite?&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, so the angelic ME * the perasan* called for a major meeting via msn.&lt;br /&gt;We came up with nothing the first day.&lt;br /&gt;Then, Jack INSPIRED me. *nonchalant. not meeeee. okay, i'm partly quasi-evil. *&lt;br /&gt;The theme is " MAKE HER MISERABLE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we make her buy her own cake . LOL. *yes she super pek chek and wherng kena kena marah x10*&lt;br /&gt;And drive herself to mewah club. HOW SAD rite.&lt;br /&gt;We made her drive cuz we wanna wrap her car in toilet paper.&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, now i'm pure evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we tricked her into thinking only the girls and wei herng are coming.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of BLUUURPs and WHOoops and the whole lie was on the verge of unraveling.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I managed to lie on the spot without looking too suspicious.&lt;br /&gt;Wei herng too !&lt;br /&gt;but the others were almost raring with excitement and of course, the funny face we made when we tried to LIE normally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THUS ITS NOT EASY . WTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she asked me using a super cute face.&lt;br /&gt;"yuin, why you choose friday night? everyone else is not free "&lt;br /&gt;DAMMN, no lie prepared for this.&lt;br /&gt;" ERrrr, thats a very good question"&lt;br /&gt;Thats the best I can do, DONT COMPLAIN LA ppl. *kang zi laughing like mad already during this stage*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then of course, the task wasn't done.&lt;br /&gt;The guys were Toilet paper-ing her car while we ordered her food.&lt;br /&gt;and they bought whip cream.&lt;br /&gt;forrrrrrr... spraying her and her car!&lt;br /&gt;CHAM laaaa, her hair is filled with cream streaks.&lt;br /&gt;YIKES !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in conclusion,&lt;br /&gt;the BDAY bash was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, except the guilty part where she has to wash her car during midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS MY COMRADES.&lt;br /&gt;we made the "surprise" succesful.&lt;br /&gt;OPERATION JIA PING = DONE           =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-5732727553975203197?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/5732727553975203197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/01/jia-ping-birthday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/5732727553975203197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/5732727553975203197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2011/01/jia-ping-birthday.html' title='JIA PING birthday'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-4366816517083327053</id><published>2010-12-21T12:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T12:54:33.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mowing the Lawn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TRAx8eMBrqI/AAAAAAAAAEc/fYmts1RS41I/s1600/P1050944.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to update.&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of Miss.Jia Ping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after a week long holiday with college mates * which is superb btw *&lt;br /&gt;I texted Jia Ping and asked her out on a date. MUAHAH, yes its a date i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;So off we go to MidValley after having lunch at Yuzu *aka my parents fav japanese restaurant. According to them, Zanmai is automatically disqualified*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't buy much stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;But I left one of my shopping bags at Vincci Accessories.&lt;br /&gt;Embarrassing much.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my sister who was feverishly buying stuffs from Uniqlo, and called to me to reconfirm some items that my mum asked her to purchase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on,&lt;br /&gt;Cotton on has some really cheap shoes.&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG, we forgot to buy those !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for me, the best purchase of the day is&lt;br /&gt;FRUIT JUICE.&lt;br /&gt;blended strawberries, peaches, mango and XX "i forgot"&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE it =D *but its quite pricey. around RM14 +*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home, and I was super excited.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz my sis told me she bought my Xmas gift.&lt;br /&gt;*BUNNY HOP HOP HOP*&lt;br /&gt;bugged her till she agreed to let me open my gift early.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, damn spoiler but I CANT WAIT.&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TRAx8PWnXYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/gmYeL897cU4/s1600/P1050940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 330px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TRAx8PWnXYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/gmYeL897cU4/s320/P1050940.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552993251531120002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shoved this in her hands and wait for my present ! super tak malu LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TRAx8eMBrqI/AAAAAAAAAEc/fYmts1RS41I/s1600/P1050944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TRAx8eMBrqI/AAAAAAAAAEc/fYmts1RS41I/s320/P1050944.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552993255513239202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPER SURPRISED.&lt;br /&gt;She told me its Xmas Limited Edition proudly.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS THANKS THANKS !&lt;br /&gt;Then i told her back " MAC LIMITED TARTAN OKAY!?"&lt;br /&gt;actually its much cheaper then her gift to me.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah. but let me syiok a bit mar..&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays the people keep using the term Limited Edition until its practically worthless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, waiting for miss jiaping's arrival.&lt;br /&gt;BYE! bUAI !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-4366816517083327053?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/4366816517083327053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/12/mowing-lawn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/4366816517083327053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/4366816517083327053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/12/mowing-lawn.html' title='Mowing the Lawn'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TRAx8PWnXYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/gmYeL897cU4/s72-c/P1050940.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-7073135473943954573</id><published>2010-12-04T21:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T23:14:03.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dispel All Myths</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PAVILION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, perhaps I'm just stupid, but I always thought that it was a posh place.&lt;br /&gt;I dispelled the myth i created by going there TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Muahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, but actually the stuffs there were pretty affordable.&lt;br /&gt;They have the common shops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Topshop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; / &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Topman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Rauph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Lauren&lt;br /&gt;Mango&lt;br /&gt;Universal Traveler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Padini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Concept Store&lt;br /&gt;Carlo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Rino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bonia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, the top notch shops&lt;br /&gt;Gucci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Prada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach ( I don't know where to categorize this since this is not actually a branded shop, but still, I guess its considered as one )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With so many temptations lying around within fingers reach,&lt;br /&gt;Its amazing to find that I've bought NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;okay, goggles from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;speedo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; doesn't count * its freaking exp, Rm100 + for a pair - bloodshed*&lt;br /&gt;There's this nice NIKE&lt;br /&gt;Neon yellow . New arrival . RM 399.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TPpJnW-mDfI/AAAAAAAAAEE/aho6qFXmvPQ/s1600/homepage_EN-GB_en_MY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TPpJnW-mDfI/AAAAAAAAAEE/aho6qFXmvPQ/s320/homepage_EN-GB_en_MY.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546826831592033778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUNNING MAN. AWESOME SHOES.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wanna get it, but I just bought one a week ago. =C&lt;br /&gt;and its still in the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my "old" sport shoes doesn't qualify as old because its less than 2 months old.&lt;br /&gt;Automatically, I'm disqualified to get a new one.&lt;br /&gt;*the ultimate sadness*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M.A.C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ultimate make-up shop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Buahahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Its having SALES !&lt;br /&gt;5 brushes for RM250&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TPpLWzgPitI/AAAAAAAAAEM/4-uHfdyWvew/s1600/MG0Y01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 281px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TPpLWzgPitI/AAAAAAAAAEM/4-uHfdyWvew/s320/MG0Y01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546828746214836946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking worth it !&lt;br /&gt;Body shop ones , 4 for rm 199.&lt;br /&gt;I want to HAVE it IMMEDIATELY, and dad approved !!&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- asking my sis to use her credit card. AND YES SHE HAS ONE.  =_______+"&lt;br /&gt;Being rational, I said no.&lt;br /&gt;WHY - I want to see if I can get better brands later. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;LOLOLOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. and its just impractical to have 2 sets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They even had lips / eyes / nail lacquer sets ( ranging from RM150-RM250 )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; . I'm drooling. MAC is super good in tempting people !&lt;br /&gt;YES , I treat make-up like food.&lt;br /&gt;Some people hate to put stuff on their face, saying that its fake and everything.&lt;br /&gt;but if that's the case, VOILA, then I'm fake because I'm a girlish girl and I wanna look nice. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There there, all these said but I did not purchase it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Awww&lt;/span&gt; =C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However !&lt;br /&gt;MAC is overpriced in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;In the website ( US ), the brushes are selling for $49.50.&lt;br /&gt;Do the maths =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UNIQLO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The frenzied buzzing about this place drove me crazy at first.&lt;br /&gt;After paying it a well-deserved visit, what I can say that it deserves its popularity.&lt;br /&gt;The clothes are affordable, trendy yet simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CUPCAKES &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THe loaf.&lt;br /&gt;Perfetto!&lt;br /&gt;The cheese is melting in my mouth =D&lt;br /&gt;齿颊留香 ！&lt;br /&gt;The texture is amazingly smooth, and its not too cheesy to put you off.&lt;br /&gt;TRY IT !&lt;br /&gt;The only off point is its pricing.&lt;br /&gt;Rm 3.20 for a cup cake.&lt;br /&gt;The size is about the base of a 500ml water bottle.&lt;br /&gt;But, seriously it's worth trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SnOWFlakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its famous enough already =)&lt;br /&gt;But for those who hadn't tasted one,&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE GO AND HAVE ONE !&lt;br /&gt;However i would recommend the SS15 branch because its not as crowded there =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i have time i shall edit the post.&lt;br /&gt;CUZ ITS MISS EARTH on tv now.&lt;br /&gt;Cant miss it.&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW I"M THE GEEK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoz.&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-7073135473943954573?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/7073135473943954573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/12/dispel-all-myths.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/7073135473943954573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/7073135473943954573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/12/dispel-all-myths.html' title='Dispel All Myths'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TPpJnW-mDfI/AAAAAAAAAEE/aho6qFXmvPQ/s72-c/homepage_EN-GB_en_MY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-3138464038291837238</id><published>2010-11-28T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T21:17:40.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I tried to do everything to prevent my brother from walking the same path I did.&lt;br /&gt;He chose and unfortunately for me, he went on a very similar path.&lt;br /&gt;He asked me," Don't you want me to be XXX?"&lt;br /&gt;and although i know it hurts him, i said that i'm not encouraging him to do so.&lt;br /&gt;WHY&lt;br /&gt;the million dollar question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen so much, and I hope it won't happen to him in school like that.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't want him to be that person that I fear and despise.&lt;br /&gt;I'm there to keep an eye on him now, but next year I won't be there for him anymore.&lt;br /&gt;There will be hell of conflicts and I don't want him to a person who's inconsiderate at all.&lt;br /&gt;I just have to pray hard that my brother is special and different.&lt;br /&gt;I hope his head stays on his shoulder all the time.&lt;br /&gt;I just worry about the path he chose.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I'm proud of him for his achievements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'll get a Hell of a time at home.&lt;br /&gt;Starters ,&lt;br /&gt;the nagging.&lt;br /&gt;Mum threatened and scolded.&lt;br /&gt;During my time, she almost made my dad go to school to make a fuss of everything.&lt;br /&gt;I caved in to her wishes.&lt;br /&gt;She has our best interests at heart and I know that she is trying to guide us to the path she thinks right. She is a mother after all, and I love her =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets hope that I'm wrong about this =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-3138464038291837238?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/3138464038291837238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/11/everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/3138464038291837238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/3138464038291837238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/11/everything.html' title='Everything'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-7182641234980453699</id><published>2010-11-25T17:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T18:00:16.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>中国之旅</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TO4zhp1h8rI/AAAAAAAAAD8/3hJXvfVc-Tw/s1600/154944_10150125412520898_577010897_7732283_2280767_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;大家很惊讶吧！&lt;br /&gt;我几乎都不打中文字。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今年呢，华语确实少说很多，更别说写文章，写一行字都已经很不错咯。&lt;br /&gt;那这次用华文原因是&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一  不用就真生锈了&lt;br /&gt;二  刚从中国回来嘛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这次一去就旅游了整整九天，说不疲累是骗人的。&lt;br /&gt;转机又转机，在飞机上至少过了10 小时，加上boarding等，其实才走了7天。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;中国很漂亮，如缩小的盆景，放大的画。&lt;br /&gt;历史, 古迹文化区保存得很好。当地土族（苗族）被政府规定住在原区，所以在凤凰古城（2000年历史）逛逛时，感觉很舒服，商业的感觉没那么浓。加上天气凉爽，去散散心很适合。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那里地就贵了。&lt;br /&gt;一平方米就得卖上6000人民币，近市区的上万了。&lt;br /&gt;肉食之类的不便宜。柴油更贵，一公升6.50人民币，有钱不一定加得到油。&lt;br /&gt;一排队就是几公里。加一次油，只限100人民币。&lt;br /&gt;但中国人民任劳任怨，生活一样过。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想考得驾照，得付上几千人民币。&lt;br /&gt;想开巴士，得有五年驾驶经验。&lt;br /&gt;不简单的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在那里，最经典的名句是&lt;br /&gt;“今天不努力，明天努力找工作”&lt;br /&gt;挂在餐厅里，应该是让员工们看的吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;重点来了，&lt;br /&gt;中国人很爱国。&lt;br /&gt;说道毛泽东，大家眼里就只有敬佩，就算献花得花上1000人民币左右，人民很愿意，&lt;br /&gt;花排的满满的。&lt;br /&gt;导游说，那里的人都叫X爱国，X爱民，X伟，X雄 。。。。。。&lt;br /&gt;虽然政府管制严厉，大多人民都很支持，觉得政府能养气几亿人民已经很不错了。团结56民族更了不起。最让人惊讶的是，他们非常尊重政治人物。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;懒惰打字了，&lt;br /&gt;上facebook可以看到一些照片。&lt;br /&gt;也不多，上载太麻烦了，呵呵。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就此搁笔咯！&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TO4zhp1h8rI/AAAAAAAAAD8/3hJXvfVc-Tw/s1600/154944_10150125412520898_577010897_7732283_2280767_n.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/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TO4zhp1h8rI/AAAAAAAAAD8/3hJXvfVc-Tw/s320/154944_10150125412520898_577010897_7732283_2280767_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543424844598735538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-7182641234980453699?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/7182641234980453699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/7182641234980453699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/7182641234980453699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='中国之旅'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TO4zhp1h8rI/AAAAAAAAAD8/3hJXvfVc-Tw/s72-c/154944_10150125412520898_577010897_7732283_2280767_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-951466066203947268</id><published>2010-11-11T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T00:08:29.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROJAK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LEsson 1 I've learnt : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Always check your passport expiry date before leaving for an overseas vacation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;KEY WORD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;: PASSPORT EXPIRY DATE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, please make sure that on the date of travel , there must be an excess of 6 months before your expiry date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example:&lt;br /&gt;If I'm going to Singapore in Dec 2010, my passport expiry date should be June 2011 ( At least ) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the emphasis:&lt;br /&gt;My aunt booked a tour to Korea. Its freaking snowing there and THE SKI * Me want* but she was stuck here, in Malaysia, banned from flying because of this issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion : I've double checked my passport expiry date. 2014.&lt;br /&gt;GOOD GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to renew before applying for Uk's Visa.&lt;br /&gt;Double plus . woots =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lesson 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do not train your dog under a window ledge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;KeyWORD:&lt;/span&gt; Dog, Ledge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the emphasis: I was training Jake to stand and turn, and he listened. And stood. AND hit his head at the ledge. Definitely hurt his little brain. Feel so bad. So I fed him his biscuit and massaged his head for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Conclusion &lt;/span&gt;: I will never do that under a window. But on the bright side, Jake seem to understand "back" and "front" . Back is just a simple point, Front is a beckoning gesture. And he stands while he does it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. I did not coach or train him to do so.&lt;br /&gt;He only did it for FOOD.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, he'll do anything to please you for his snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Lesson 3 :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Buy an auto gate with no vertical gaps that might hurt anyone/ anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;KEY WORD:&lt;/span&gt; HURT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake the bravo beau dog, barked at some lowly cat * ah, the bias part. Don't reprimand me for that. Its like, if you claim you eat meat, but not bunny, does that make you a hypocrite? Bad analogy but still =D*&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, he got his paw stuck, and howled.&lt;br /&gt;Best thing of all, I was asleep when chaos erupted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Conclusion : &lt;/span&gt;Jake just have to learn his lesson well. And not to be belligerent towards the gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 4:&lt;br /&gt;There is always a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEYWORD: Choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching "Merlin" the series avidly.&lt;br /&gt;Some pretty good lines there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One spoken by Gwen was&lt;br /&gt;" There's always a choice, sometimes its just easier to think that there's none "&lt;br /&gt;Standing ovation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot is kind of boring sometimes, but its amusing.&lt;br /&gt;Entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;Watch the latest season, I think its better than the 1st and 2nd season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 5:&lt;br /&gt;Do not take a nap in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SOO FREAKING AWAKE NOW THAT I"M TYPING THIS POST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you if my post is read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-951466066203947268?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/951466066203947268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/11/rojak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/951466066203947268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/951466066203947268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/11/rojak.html' title='ROJAK'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-3218451738859876888</id><published>2010-11-08T22:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T22:23:35.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day in COllege</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TNgFsLoWyYI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Kvgh-h-lviE/s1600/PHYSICS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TNgFsLoWyYI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Kvgh-h-lviE/s320/PHYSICS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537181998446463362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just spend ALL my time in 1.1, studying physics with the BEST lecturer ever , MISS LIM.&lt;br /&gt;She is super dedicated, and a fun person to be with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me and my roommie bought her Honey Milk Aloe toppings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 June paper is seriously TOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-3218451738859876888?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/3218451738859876888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-in-college.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/3218451738859876888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/3218451738859876888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-in-college.html' title='A day in COllege'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TNgFsLoWyYI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Kvgh-h-lviE/s72-c/PHYSICS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-5297111421415747811</id><published>2010-11-06T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T22:31:17.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghost Trappers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TNVmOvCDgqI/AAAAAAAAADs/gnhKPNuN8cg/s1600/journal_ghost_ghostzilla_y.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first blog for one of the greatest game of all time.&lt;br /&gt;I'm exaggerating of course, but its a really fun passive game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its concept is really simple.&lt;br /&gt;Get a trap, and a set of candles.&lt;br /&gt;Get your bait.&lt;br /&gt;And HUNT.&lt;br /&gt;Once you've advanced and gain some xp, its likely that you'll get a pet.&lt;br /&gt;Then equip it to help increase the stats of your set up.&lt;br /&gt;There will be contracts to help to boost the set up you chose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOILA, the game is just as simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TNVmOvCDgqI/AAAAAAAAADs/gnhKPNuN8cg/s1600/journal_ghost_ghostzilla_y.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 89px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TNVmOvCDgqI/AAAAAAAAADs/gnhKPNuN8cg/s320/journal_ghost_ghostzilla_y.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536443720251179682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the ghost pictures.&lt;br /&gt;AMAZINGLY CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Some say that i'm impossibly childish.&lt;br /&gt;But game is not equal to a child.&lt;br /&gt;GROW UP EVERYONE AND HAVE SOME FUN.&lt;br /&gt;NAAAAAH&lt;br /&gt;my sister didn't understand "lamo lamo"&lt;br /&gt;I guess that just proves my point =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-5297111421415747811?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/5297111421415747811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/11/ghost-trappers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/5297111421415747811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/5297111421415747811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/11/ghost-trappers.html' title='Ghost Trappers'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TNVmOvCDgqI/AAAAAAAAADs/gnhKPNuN8cg/s72-c/journal_ghost_ghostzilla_y.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-5518829161509140458</id><published>2010-11-02T18:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T19:11:04.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nowadays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEW found love : Loreal leave on hair conditioner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- It kind of works, just a bit oily&lt;br /&gt;- but the thing is, it WORKS and it is priced reasonably.&lt;br /&gt;- i got it for RM 26.80&lt;br /&gt;- awesome price, awesome products&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Most memorable event of the day : FACIAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- It seriously hurts&lt;br /&gt;- I did it at Saujana Impian&lt;br /&gt;- TRACI to be precise&lt;br /&gt;- Its good =) VERY good&lt;br /&gt;- just I am transformed to a red faced tomato girl for a couple of days&lt;br /&gt;- I always swear to myself that I will do my best to take care of my face, but forgotten after a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YUMMIEST thing i had all day : ICE CREAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Since 31st oct just so happen fall on a Sunday, so I went out to grab a couple of quarts =D&lt;br /&gt;- Hey, its not a sin to stock up.&lt;br /&gt;- Multi-flavors in the fridge. GREAT !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THINGS i have to do : DRIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Going to drive back to subang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Random things i want to do : Make Sushi =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Gonna buy stuffs from 100 Yen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Craziest thing done in 2 weeks : SHOPPING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Gone out continuously, covered 4 shopping malls in 2 weeks&lt;br /&gt;- Ironically, got nothing but a top and skirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Most embarrassing : Sleeping &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- While my friend dropped by to pass me a letter&lt;br /&gt;- That is VERY embarrassing as i heard my kakak yelled for me&lt;br /&gt;- AND my friend left before i got up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THATS ALL FOR NOW =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-5518829161509140458?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/5518829161509140458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/11/nowadays.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/5518829161509140458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/5518829161509140458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/11/nowadays.html' title='Nowadays'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-3849077528937298291</id><published>2010-10-29T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T22:14:36.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rajin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm actually making a consistent effort to keep this blog updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TMrTNoeAgSI/AAAAAAAAADk/7uCcT72fTYg/s1600/P1010742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TMrTNoeAgSI/AAAAAAAAADk/7uCcT72fTYg/s320/P1010742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533467323333116194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A picture from some time ago.. welcome to FAR FAR AWAY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a fun day, chillaxing&lt;br /&gt;watching movies with roommate and classmate.&lt;br /&gt;quite fun actually.&lt;br /&gt;then hanging around without an aim.&lt;br /&gt;until i saw my shirt, which has this lace pattern on another dress.&lt;br /&gt;totally the same design.&lt;br /&gt;*what the HELL?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i walked around, and found out that it is a trend to wear that now.&lt;br /&gt;okay, lucky i got to wear that FIRST.&lt;br /&gt;it will be awkward when the street is filled with people wearing the same design.&lt;br /&gt;and that is exactly why i stopped using one of my big purses * read handbags*&lt;br /&gt;it just clashes.&lt;br /&gt;and lucky i got to use that first too.&lt;br /&gt;so now its so under utilized as it is not used and lying in the cupboard.&lt;br /&gt;and its leather.&lt;br /&gt;good leather.&lt;br /&gt;shall take it out after the fashion dies off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna buy these perfect woolly leggings.&lt;br /&gt;found one for 70 bugs.&lt;br /&gt;not exactly worth it.&lt;br /&gt;but so tempting...&lt;br /&gt;omiGOSH&lt;br /&gt;i need a yellow nail polish too !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy lah.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just using shopping to feeeeeel better&lt;br /&gt;and the fact is&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL BETTER AFTER SHOPPING&lt;br /&gt;even thou its just window shopping&lt;br /&gt;so i don't have to pay to feel better&lt;br /&gt;super plus point =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rambling on will do human's eyes no good.&lt;br /&gt;so ciaoz&lt;br /&gt;au revoir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-3849077528937298291?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/3849077528937298291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/10/rajin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/3849077528937298291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/3849077528937298291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/10/rajin.html' title='Rajin'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TMrTNoeAgSI/AAAAAAAAADk/7uCcT72fTYg/s72-c/P1010742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-3452533898993942197</id><published>2010-10-28T12:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T13:37:51.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some things to BLURT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OKAY, I'm not a philanthropist, i just admitted it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a tough nut to crack when people just start to tell me about helping people in poverty.&lt;br /&gt;The idea of micro-finance used to awe me, but now I just don't think its that important anymore.&lt;br /&gt;For me, women rights should be given more importance&lt;br /&gt;okay, some will scream at me this minute telling me "poverty is related to women rights"&lt;br /&gt;but for those who scream, are you sure ?!&lt;br /&gt;women are being oppressed every single day.&lt;br /&gt;and still women worked harder but still being paid less.*check out globalissues.org to find out these facts.*&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't happen in poor countries only. it happens in OECD countries too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the other thing,&lt;br /&gt;ANIMALS.&lt;br /&gt;tigers are almost extinct, the number of 95% lesser since people first counted.&lt;br /&gt;is that a side effect of globalisation?&lt;br /&gt;NO IT SHOULD NOT BE.&lt;br /&gt;imprisoning tigers, eating tiger parts for health.&lt;br /&gt;its not right people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the argument,&lt;br /&gt;so why do you eat chicken.? aren't it the same as tigers.&lt;br /&gt;well, i presume people know that chicken are bred for food, some couldn't survive in the outside world anymore. and. chicken is going to be extinct yea?&lt;br /&gt;HELL NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, now to zoos.&lt;br /&gt;do not visit zoos, do not bring your GROWN UP children there.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure i will not do that.&lt;br /&gt;why imprison animals there.&lt;br /&gt;its RIDICULOUS.&lt;br /&gt;put them in reserves.&lt;br /&gt;if I want to see them, I would ride in a cage like truck, and go inside a reserve whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;its just not right to keep them inside a confined space and try to imitate their habitat.&lt;br /&gt;its almost pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;well , its PATHETIC AND OBNOXIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;they deserve to be in their natural habitat, the forest, the antarctic *polarbears, penguins*&lt;br /&gt;even if they are in danger of being eaten by larger predators so be it.&lt;br /&gt;by feeding it we are making them a domestic pet,&lt;br /&gt;they will not be able to fend off predators of live in jungles anymore.&lt;br /&gt;is that what people want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underwater world- like in singapore or langkawi is more tolerable. Because they get to roam free instead of being in a tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should that be done for animals/ mammals too?&lt;br /&gt;Think about that =C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-3452533898993942197?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/3452533898993942197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/10/some-things-to-blurt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/3452533898993942197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/3452533898993942197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/10/some-things-to-blurt.html' title='Some things to BLURT'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-2508994248448036069</id><published>2010-10-27T20:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T20:21:22.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updating is healthy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TMgXZBjRzCI/AAAAAAAAADc/-JEde-Xe7k4/s1600/IMAG0236.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't want people to lose track of my life here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TMgXZBjRzCI/AAAAAAAAADc/-JEde-Xe7k4/s1600/IMAG0236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TMgXZBjRzCI/AAAAAAAAADc/-JEde-Xe7k4/s320/IMAG0236.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532697860905225250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;took this picture some time ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pretty interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life has been pretty normal lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you consider watching ghost whisperer like mad is a normal thing and not paranormal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm running out of shop-for-new-stuffs-time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My to-do-list i swear, is getting longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But i just went shopping, and did not get anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;well nothing is not really accurate,  just not a lot of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but fall is really not my season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;with aplenty of boho, blacks and browns.. hmm.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i don't think i want too much of those.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cool winter boots are a pain in the ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;its NON-existent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Okay, so I'm going back to my lovellly books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 weeks to go.. 1 week of vacation, 3 weeks of class, and another week of vacation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*yippies*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;=back to the books=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span 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type='text'>Summary of the week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  OKAaay, time to update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thinking skills exams has been okaaay i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then I went for the Cambridge interview.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Freaking cool and kind of intimidating in some ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It surpasses every interview that i've been.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It tests your brain. how you think, how fast you think..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm lucky if i'm considered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The thing is the interviewer will ask questions from something that you know, then slowly increase the depth of it. and its kind of LEARN ON THE SPOT thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so i really really admire those who have made it, and i want it too =C&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;After the interview,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i had to sit for cambridge's assessment test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NOT EASY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the first examination where i cannot  finish at least 10 questions..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i totally blanked out and just fill in whatever letters that came into my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the second part was tougher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hopefully i blab enough on it, as i only have half an hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel soooo drained out after the cambridge's interview and tests..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so of course it came down to shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bought some winter hats and my sister got a cool trench coat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;can't really get a good deal as winter is coming, so &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we kind of dig through mango, espirit, dorothy perkins, wintertime, universal travels,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and found this one for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there was one really nice ITEM from wintertime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i eyed this really NICE cashmere trench coat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for a minute my mum really considered purchasing that as it was CASHMERE...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but its just kind of over the budget..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;money don't just fall on the lap rite..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so it stayed on the rack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah, more tests to come, and i hope i don't break down by the end of it as&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;VACATION IS COMING.&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;so enough about academic stuffs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm quite happy with my personal life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AMAZING roommate, SWEET house mates,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SUPPORTING college mates...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;of course, LOVING friends and family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DEFINITELY there are imperfections,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but that made me perfect in some ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm just human&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;why shud i be such a perfectionist !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LIFE is just a FAB lane..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and living each moment is important&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just as typing this post is NOT wasting my time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when i'm supposed to study ..&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: 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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-654842923413758455?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/654842923413758455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/10/summary-of-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/654842923413758455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/654842923413758455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/10/summary-of-week.html' title='Summary of the week'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-9122857599026226804</id><published>2010-10-18T17:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T17:11:12.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lame</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: webdings;"&gt;I'm going to be super lame as this is the theme of my post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up, I don't really know why i'm typing all this irrelevant things.&lt;br /&gt;I need to study for AS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, WHAT THE HECK AM I DOING HERE,&lt;br /&gt;i need to prepare for an interview&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIRDLY, i just need to sign off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miraculously , I dont feel the urge to buy like mad&lt;br /&gt;" HAH, even thou there's a topshop sales some time ago"&lt;br /&gt;1 Utama just came out as b l a n d .&lt;br /&gt;TRY me, i went from low range shops to high range shops.&lt;br /&gt;and i just got a VERY VERY worth it skirt and a top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of like FM tuition.&lt;br /&gt;CHallenging, like "boom boom BOOM" and you can literally hear the brains squirming,&lt;br /&gt;squeezing out some knowledge juice.&lt;br /&gt;2 hours felt like 4 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, a decent length post finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- la m e =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-9122857599026226804?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/9122857599026226804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/10/lame.html#comment-form' title='0 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type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just want to fill something in this quite dreadful blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS are coming up.&lt;br /&gt;*heart beats fast*&lt;br /&gt;Really hope that i perform at my peak for this examination.&lt;br /&gt;and eliminate all careless mistakes !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no time no time,&lt;br /&gt;so much to read,&lt;br /&gt;so little time left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One very unique discussion between me and my roomate:&lt;br /&gt;why did you choose to become an economist.&lt;br /&gt;after my blah , she was like "hmmmm , INTERESTING, and burst into laughter"&lt;br /&gt;and its not even close to funny, i guess i was being lame that moment.hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i admit i didnt give her a good answer at first,&lt;br /&gt;leading her to think that econs is my last choice,&lt;br /&gt;but she caught me pretty fast. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A debate that caught my eye&lt;br /&gt;should development continue or stall?&lt;br /&gt;A very challenging one indeed.&lt;br /&gt;if a country "exp developing country" are not developing,&lt;br /&gt;more and more of the environment are going to be sacrificed as they cant move on to produce sevices  / manufactured goods.&lt;br /&gt;they will rely on minerals and production of woods etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, if a country is allowed to grow in expense of environment,&lt;br /&gt;the country might be able to be more proactive in protecting the environment as its people have filled their belly and have the ability or more precisely the choice to support these issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its not a choice to stall, every country wants higher GDP.&lt;br /&gt;but the transition to a more advance economy that place higher importance in environment is not happening quick enough.&lt;br /&gt;trees are still under-valued.&lt;br /&gt;forest around the size of england are being cut down every year, although at a slower rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, REDD's action in preserving trees are really commendable.&lt;br /&gt;and i have to sleep "damn random, au revoir"&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/4920362575283718211-6726632297278356806?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/6726632297278356806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/10/random-blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/6726632297278356806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/6726632297278356806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/10/random-blog-post.html' title='Random blog post'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-631229273137871691</id><published>2010-10-06T17:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T17:21:59.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FEeling DUmb and Blue-ish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have the feeling that you are so dumb compared to the rest of the world?&lt;br /&gt;HAH, that is what i'm going thru right now.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so inadequate, knowing nothing about QE whilst it is the biggest news right now.&lt;br /&gt;PATHETIC.&lt;br /&gt;I do NOT know about sovereign debt crisis and global financial crisis with depth at all,&lt;br /&gt;yeap, austerity measures vs stimulus package.&lt;br /&gt;but debate on it??&lt;br /&gt;- i dont think so-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw me a question,&lt;br /&gt;say&lt;br /&gt;what is the interest rates in EU right now? -blank stares- *after research its around .5 percent&lt;br /&gt;in malaysia? - Hell IDK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was too ignorant of global issues in form 5,&lt;br /&gt;whilst it is an important year to get started on the field i wanted to get on.&lt;br /&gt;form 5 is not early, its late..&lt;br /&gt;i've eschew from current issues then, but now,&lt;br /&gt;I just can stare myself in the mirror and mouth silently : "serve you right"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These discussions are invigorating and mind chewing,&lt;br /&gt;but intellectual debates make me more affirmative of certain opinions, or hints me to discard certain wrong solutions before.&lt;br /&gt;I just need to rant, and feel stupid for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I will buck up and challenge myself.&lt;br /&gt;Losing is an option, but conquering myself is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a heck of a climb, and I am rock-climbing, accelerating.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is ever too early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-631229273137871691?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/631229273137871691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/10/feeling-dumb-and-blue-ish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bah, has been going thru some webpage about Nepal.&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, it is BREATHTAKING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TJ4QRQu-XuI/AAAAAAAAADE/EXJktlM7vZI/s1600/244553236569.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TJ4QRQu-XuI/AAAAAAAAADE/EXJktlM7vZI/s320/244553236569.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520868081938620130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TJ4QRowNprI/AAAAAAAAADU/0X9BGte4ReE/s1600/583621796963.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TJ4QRowNprI/AAAAAAAAADU/0X9BGte4ReE/s320/583621796963.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520868088386266802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TJ4QRZXgWMI/AAAAAAAAADM/cUodXS25_I4/s1600/276694853394.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 112px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TJ4QRZXgWMI/AAAAAAAAADM/cUodXS25_I4/s320/276694853394.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520868084256102594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, the scenary is sooooooooo mind boggling.&lt;br /&gt;the tour is around 4k + i guess.&lt;br /&gt;cross my fingers and hope I can go after AS exams.&lt;br /&gt;a great replacement for Turkey !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-4974697569399180263?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TJ4QRQu-XuI/AAAAAAAAADE/EXJktlM7vZI/s72-c/244553236569.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-4785749164118869992</id><published>2010-09-24T23:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T23:32:53.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;By far the toughest essay to write is " ME / MYSELF " for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I shall make a feeble attempt to provide insights to who I am.&lt;br /&gt;At least who I think I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipping the introduction,&lt;br /&gt;I'm horrifyingly lazy , and most people just don't believe it. I spend a lot of my time indulging in dramas, series or even lame movies. I could just plop my fat ass on the chair and watch movie a whole freaking day, which makes me more of a nerd. Talking about nerd, I am a very nerdy person I guess, I have not sipped a drink with alcohol, nevertheless not DRUNK ever. Being attracted to bed, its a mutual affection, not one way traffic okay? No No to raw food either, so I don't really enjoy japanese food as others. Yea, I'm just a typically chinese chinese person and I think like an Asian, typically risk-averse. So, I'm not that kind of super adventurous person who would eat worms or local delicacies. I suck in sports, a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The weird thing about me is that I care more about animals than humans. This is very pathetic. I can think of people dying in poverty and animals die due to hunger. I will feel worse knowing that animals die because of human activities. My thoughts are such that humans can at least defend themselves, they can speak , they can judge. What can animals do? Wait to be slaughtered ? tortured? loved? All to be wait ??? I'm super pissed with some verdicts where owners that torture their pets just have to pay a mediocre amount of money to get out of trouble. what the HELL? Can I  torture you and pay a fine? Why is it so unfair that humans that are tortured gain more publicity than animals that are tortured. Okay, facts 101, mice are forcefully born in labs to grow cancerous tumours, that will put them in freaking PAIN until they DIE. Rabbits are used in test labs for eye drops until they go BLIND. what is going on in this world? Do we really HAVE to test on animals? REALLY? Homo-sapiens are so dumb that we couldn't test these things without sacrificing animals? I do agree that some medicines require some "contributions" by animals, but this has to be stopped at some point. Animals do feel pain. They know. I can go on and on, but I shall stop here. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm not easy to be understood. Again, as a typical Asian, I muddle through problems instead of facing them face on sometimes. And most of the time, personal opinions are not to be shared to the public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do love my family and friends a lot. I am just not the person who texts someone randomly just to chat. I do have a tendency to keep to myself a lot, which is NERDY again. I will do something about the NERDY part, I need to grow up. I'm freaking 18, I need to act like a decent 18 year old. Random, bash and loud, sharp, FUN, perhaps mean? just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAH, I'm just being lame today.&lt;br /&gt;A nice way to spend my time while waiting for gossip girl season 4 , epi2&lt;br /&gt;see the NERD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YARRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-4785749164118869992?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/4785749164118869992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/4785749164118869992'/><link 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/&gt;Jumps jumps,&lt;br /&gt;in a hyper good mood =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason 1&lt;br /&gt;meet up with my darlings !&lt;br /&gt;just crap crap and crap..&lt;br /&gt;nothing intimidating, nothing out of the bounds,&lt;br /&gt;just talk =)&lt;br /&gt;my dear dear's hair grow damn long already. *a face of incredulity*&lt;br /&gt;noooo , i envy the life there at kampar * sniffs, we build one here juga rite jia ping ?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason 2&lt;br /&gt;results =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason 3&lt;br /&gt;i finally got hebe's album *satisfying smug grin, HUH , I GOT IT already !*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just simple reasons to be rejoicing.&lt;br /&gt;coup de grace to hunting album !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent a day at home doing what?&lt;br /&gt;playing games, *BOOMZ*&lt;br /&gt;wrapping my books * i still have LOTS AND LOTS to go but i ran out of paper*&lt;br /&gt;reading books too.&lt;br /&gt;if any of you guys are free, just pick up a book by Muhammad Yunus, a nobel peace prize winner.&lt;br /&gt;Definitely worth a read if you haven't gone thru one before,&lt;br /&gt;I'm still halfway~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;In hebe's album, i particularly like this song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;我对不起自己&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one part of the lyrics sounds like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱给了我什么  没沉沦就超脱  爱不能伤害我  还是我没爱过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我没做错什么  却把一切都错过  你是爱不起我  我也对不起我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very cleverly written,&lt;br /&gt;nice work !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrh.. yea yea. i'm biased =D in a good way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is cool and fabulous !&lt;br /&gt;gonna torture my economist magz to sleep today..&lt;br /&gt;"from asian to global financial crisis" shall stop until tomorrow =DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to do something beneficial during the holidays akin "more hardworking people"&lt;br /&gt;amidst all the distraction,&lt;br /&gt;no wonder i fail,&lt;br /&gt;miserably =P&lt;br /&gt;but gladly =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-4359281980623688132?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/4359281980623688132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/09/whoooohooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/4359281980623688132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/4359281980623688132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before putting on anything, wash your face, tone it, and most importantly&lt;br /&gt;moisturize it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-personally i'm using a huge variety of products.&lt;br /&gt;I'm using Nu skin as cleansing products, various toners *non specific* and dermalogica's day cream.&lt;br /&gt;it has spf 15 *if i remember accurately* and its tinted.&lt;br /&gt;so its a double plus.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then put on a base, then concealer and then foundation.&lt;br /&gt;some might prefer to use bb cream, but i dont like it at all, it makes my skin breaks out,&lt;br /&gt;but it works for others, so , i think its totally personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i'm using mac's base, concealer and foundation. I dont have all the codes with me here, but honestly, i think that base is very very important as it protects the skin from other make up products. I've heard about many other brands of concealer that is good. just go for the ones that gives you the coverage you need. =) i prefer powder foundation while my sister uses liquid foundation from shu eumura *i cant spell it right* , once again, its PERSONAL choice-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people like rosy cheeks, some like bronze coloured cheek.&lt;br /&gt;i would say go for the palette type with a range of colours.&lt;br /&gt;usually they have highlighters, earth tones bla bla..&lt;br /&gt;the one i'm using is from body shop but my sister once again got her one colour blush from shu eumeura * different spelling again*.. but i think that silky girl is actually not bad. cheap, nice and affordable !&lt;br /&gt;For applying , go search in youtube as i'm not really good in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eyeliners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;you are on your own cuz i cant do eyeliner.&lt;br /&gt;failure much.&lt;br /&gt;yes yes.&lt;br /&gt;but there's typically three types&lt;br /&gt;pencil , gel , liquid.&lt;br /&gt;all preferences la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mascara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm still trying out brands.&lt;br /&gt;not good at it.&lt;br /&gt;=S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eyeshadow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm using a lot of majorlica majorca,&lt;br /&gt;i'm not really good in this too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;if you want a colour that is the same colour as the gloss ,* cuz sometimes it changes as we all have different lip colour*&lt;br /&gt;so put a nude colour first, and then put on your gloss !&lt;br /&gt;i've never tried this before, just saw this from somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but before putting on anything, apply lip balm , let it sink in, and do whatever you want with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gosh, i realise how little i know about applying make up =S&lt;br /&gt;cuz i usually use foundation only.&lt;br /&gt;S= =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but but , if anyone wants to learn how to do smokey eyes, natural looks, summer fresh looks.. etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go subscrible juicy star 07's channel in youtube.&lt;br /&gt;i think she's great =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-8755505476784564469?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/8755505476784564469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/09/page-bout-face.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/8755505476784564469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/8755505476784564469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/09/page-bout-face.html' title='A page bout the FAce'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-4768585868427472504</id><published>2010-09-06T00:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T00:34:29.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rush trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fraser's hill !&lt;br /&gt;No pics yet, but its coming soon =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with my parents' friends.&lt;br /&gt;Quite chill and fun =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually blogging cuz i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;. . . .. . ..&lt;br /&gt;see the points?&lt;br /&gt;the dots?&lt;br /&gt;okay. i've gotta stop lamo lamo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting night and day for &lt;to&gt;&lt;to&gt; album&lt;br /&gt;oh my freaking long time !!!&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't out yet when my sister went to hong kong,&lt;br /&gt;so i've gotta wait !&lt;br /&gt;wait !&lt;br /&gt;and wait ! patiently for it. *which i'm OBVIOUSLY not*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is pretty easy going now.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing out of the ordinary, nothing complicated.&lt;br /&gt;Friends are awesome, family greater still.&lt;br /&gt;My baby getting cuter by the day.&lt;br /&gt;seriously ?! He eats peanuts without the *shell* part !&lt;br /&gt;what ?! *whoa , seriously? YES YES YES*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta spend my holidays in a more meaningful way.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of glueing to the computer for hours..&lt;br /&gt;and i finished "seven ancient wonders by Matthew Reily" in 2 days..&lt;br /&gt;Something has gotta entertain me, or the other way round !&lt;br /&gt;Imma go out !!&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel like going to the mall thou.. =C&lt;br /&gt;doodle, dawdles,&lt;br /&gt;*silent scream*&lt;br /&gt;I need more activities to be CONTAINED !!!!&lt;br /&gt;ps. I do have further maths work , but,&lt;br /&gt;its holiday&lt;br /&gt;hoooooooooooooooooli DAY*S*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lamest thing i heard in this year is&lt;br /&gt;" You think i'm bull shitting you? No ! I'm cow shitting you. But ! shit has no gender, so actually bull shit and cow shit has no difference =______________="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by my dad's friend.&lt;br /&gt;patented and copyrighted by him.&lt;br /&gt;LOL LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most helpful family I've ever known.&lt;br /&gt;-cheers-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/to&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-4768585868427472504?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/4768585868427472504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/09/rush-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/4768585868427472504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/4768585868427472504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/09/rush-trip.html' title='Rush trip'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-3690568663066092646</id><published>2010-09-03T22:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T22:33:08.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilt ridden--shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GUESS what? I went out and shopped like 0_o,&lt;br /&gt;Refuted what i wrote in the earlier post. =C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wore a turquoise dress, a zebra-ish cardigan&lt;br /&gt;and went out for lunch at THE MINES,&lt;br /&gt; who knew i can buy so many things there,&lt;br /&gt;in ONE particular shop.&lt;br /&gt;"elements"&lt;br /&gt;Why, they are having sales now !&lt;br /&gt;the super plus point is they have XS, which is great !!!&lt;br /&gt;But i'm still skeptical about their quality, but I shall give them the benefit of doubt =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randomly skimmed through Kitschen,&lt;br /&gt;not awesome,&lt;br /&gt;definitely not for me. Its just not my season.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that appeals to me is a flowery skirt.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, I did not purchase it.&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me of mng :X&lt;br /&gt;whenever I see their price tags in pounds ..&lt;br /&gt;I'll go GRRRRR&lt;br /&gt;and go Ringgit Malaysia , appreciate , appreciate, APPRECIATE !!&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully It touches Rm3.00 = 1 USD by the end of this year. *it hit a sky high of RM3.08=1usd , so i'm keeping my fingers crossed !!!*&lt;br /&gt;*whoops, mac will be cheaper ! a $20 gloss will be RM60 instead of RM 75, apple products will be cheaper too !!!*&lt;br /&gt;and and and and !&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia has appreciated against euro since the beginning of this year, for a whopping 25% *BIGGEST grin*&lt;br /&gt;ME shall tour Euro for the next 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips from the star,&lt;br /&gt;10 ways to get noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First on the list is PASSION,&lt;br /&gt;which i seriously think i'm lacking.&lt;br /&gt;I've never ever put all my effort into a particular hobby / whatever&lt;br /&gt;which makes me kind of pathetic in  a way.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i'd like this and i'd like that,&lt;br /&gt;yea, i'll dwell on in for a while,&lt;br /&gt;but at the end of the day,&lt;br /&gt;I've done nothing to secure my interest in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say i'd love reading?&lt;br /&gt;what have i done to secure my affinity towards it??&lt;br /&gt;although i know its the boon and bane of success, I've always taken it for granted.&lt;br /&gt;going book shop hopping and buying books that i liked.&lt;br /&gt;but if i look down inside, if given that i'm not blessed with the flexibility of purchasing a book, what will i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDK iDK i dk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lost so lost.&lt;br /&gt;but i know one day i shall develop my passion for SOMETHING.&lt;br /&gt;and that something will be SOMETHING that i will cherish forever =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-3690568663066092646?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/3690568663066092646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/09/guilt-ridden-shopping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/3690568663066092646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/3690568663066092646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/09/guilt-ridden-shopping.html' title='Guilt ridden--shopping'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-4941791003910179485</id><published>2010-08-28T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T23:09:40.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need MORE stuffs !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just as the title above,&lt;br /&gt;I NEED MORE STUFFS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, i'm not really pumped up to shop.&lt;br /&gt;okay, now everyone can officially whack me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First reason of all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Insufficient cash !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second reason,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not inspired to shop..........&lt;br /&gt;Right now its summer trend= flowery dresses + girly lace&lt;br /&gt;I already had one *now looking back not so worth it* dress from nEXT&lt;br /&gt;i wouldnt want to fill in my closet with flowers aint it?&lt;br /&gt;the WORSE of all point of this dress, i didnt get to wear it during "summer"&lt;br /&gt;its actually in HONG KONG, with my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third reason,&lt;br /&gt;I need to freaking lose some weight.&lt;br /&gt;Stubby is just the right word now.&lt;br /&gt;*ps. i'm not anorexic or bulimic*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not allowed to purchase any forms of BAG which includes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTE&lt;br /&gt;PURSE&lt;br /&gt;SLING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever girls include in the category of bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIfth,&lt;br /&gt;I need to go to IKEA to purchase a super cute accessories cupboard before everything goes missing. and i neeeeed a pencil from harvey norman !!&lt;br /&gt;But, i dont really think its worth it.&lt;br /&gt;double edge sword !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixth,&lt;br /&gt;I dont think that i need that many clothes.&lt;br /&gt;or products.&lt;br /&gt;or make-up that i dont really use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grumbles*&lt;br /&gt;my brother's watch was actually much more expensive than mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that is all the reasons i have for not going out to shop.&lt;br /&gt;not to mention I'm actually sitting for trials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I went through some provocative pages on facebook. totally suitable for isa, i wonder why its so safe there, untouched. I am so tempted to report. I salute tunku's great granddaughter for being so forward thinking. A great resemblance to her great grandfather indeed-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I thought i was spendthrift but imagine my surprise when my roomie can spend around 200 on a dress. Her dream trench coat? MNG BUT dont get her wrong, she is totally nice and she just splurges on the stuffs she really loves.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I'm so hooked to cooking at my apartment. It really takes off the stress. and the sense of accomplishment. ALOHA fun !-&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/4920362575283718211-4941791003910179485?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/4941791003910179485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-need-more-stuffs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/4941791003910179485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/4941791003910179485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-need-more-stuffs.html' title='I need MORE stuffs !'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-1889642800829156492</id><published>2010-08-25T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T21:35:25.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeap, we both sisters are gonna trump over, just beware !&lt;br /&gt;LOL, i've lost my mind.&lt;br /&gt;But yea, i'm going to show you all what we're made of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stand your own ground" is what I've learnt in this year.&lt;br /&gt;True, rumors slay a person,&lt;br /&gt;words cut through anything.&lt;br /&gt;but stand your own ground everyone,&lt;br /&gt;there is no compromising in what you believe in.&lt;br /&gt;Its better to make enemies, cuz at least I've fight for something I've once believed in.&lt;br /&gt;Its better to stay apart, when there is nothing left to say.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can turn things around,&lt;br /&gt;but the true winners are based on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;attitudes, not altitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;measuring one's success to another based on certificates or paper,&lt;br /&gt;that is so shallow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I'm rambling on and on?&lt;br /&gt;IDK.&lt;br /&gt;my mum always say that the world is round.&lt;br /&gt;one day you're the top, the other day you might end up the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;That's an attitude that I'm going to incorporate in my life =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHats the hot stuffs in my life now?&lt;br /&gt;EXAMS&lt;br /&gt;trials in fact.&lt;br /&gt;. . . . . . . . .. . . . .&lt;br /&gt;lets hope it passes quick.&lt;br /&gt;think about it, in 12 months I'll be packing my bags.&lt;br /&gt;in a good way of course.&lt;br /&gt;Life is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;LIVE the fab style *beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-1889642800829156492?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/1889642800829156492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/08/show.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/1889642800829156492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/1889642800829156492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/08/show.html' title='SHow'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-2215291704719095012</id><published>2010-08-20T17:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T00:16:45.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tho u g tS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, this year, the idea of BIRTHDAY sank in.&lt;br /&gt;Today was actually quite meaningful. It was small, private, and warm.&lt;br /&gt;and i thank all the taylornians for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first ever time that i was caught off guard,&lt;br /&gt;like totally off guard !&lt;br /&gt;I didn't see that coming at ALL&lt;br /&gt;IN a thousand scenarios !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i got a super cute card from my roomie, she's so cute !&lt;br /&gt;It warmed my heart, like 100 Celsius.&lt;br /&gt;She is awesome man !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But aren't ME boring or not, i'm stuck up at home ,&lt;br /&gt;on my birthday !&lt;br /&gt;why am i not out for dinner *or at least preparing for one?*&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'm just a boring person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I prefer to stay home than take a first step to see whats clubbing like-&lt;br /&gt;- I prefer to hang out with friends in a chilly manner, just playing some board games or anything-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well , i'm just so plain and ordinary, you could say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing for sure,&lt;br /&gt;I miss so many people that was in my life last year.&lt;br /&gt;Last year was pretty awesome, a blast indeed.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the little note book the three of you wrote for me.&lt;br /&gt;- but i won't open it today, in case i tear up or anything-&lt;br /&gt;and another thoughtful scrap book that i wouldn't open anytime soon i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking bout the three of them.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously miss them.&lt;br /&gt;* DO i miss my secondary life? no.. but I miss them*&lt;br /&gt;THe way me and JE used to roam around the school, every day at 10 *our routine toilet trip*&lt;br /&gt;our silly manner&lt;br /&gt;our non stop talk&lt;br /&gt;our just stupid lame jokes *but i still think its funny*&lt;br /&gt;just so many small inside things that when i think of her,&lt;br /&gt;my heart warms up immediately.&lt;br /&gt;I miss her. A LOT LOT LOT LOT LOT !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then jia ping,&lt;br /&gt;she is the biggie sister, always telling me and JE off for our lameness&lt;br /&gt;*sorry but we still are lame =C*&lt;br /&gt;hahah, but something she loses control and join in, and it rocks man !&lt;br /&gt;her handwriting was so "awesome",&lt;br /&gt;dont get me wrong, its really really beautiful, just that sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;*emhem, when we copy her hw, we cant really decipher it*&lt;br /&gt;i miss the moment when we will ask her what she wrote !&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, and her flu !!!&lt;br /&gt;the tissue piling up.&lt;br /&gt;her quite tight skirt !&lt;br /&gt;her blur blur look when she didnt sleep enough ! * but she can tahan chinese class!!!*&lt;br /&gt;She's an awesome sister, trust me, she will not backstab you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THen wen hui,&lt;br /&gt;the artistic one!&lt;br /&gt;everytime we bully her to do moral !&lt;br /&gt;her cursive writing !!!!&lt;br /&gt;and the way she talks.&lt;br /&gt;So freaking fast that other people take some time to comprehend what she said.&lt;br /&gt;and her so cute missing tooth !&lt;br /&gt;the way we recited moral the other way round.&lt;br /&gt;the way she moons over choir.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, as time run its course,&lt;br /&gt;some parts has to fade out. to be in the background.&lt;br /&gt;but right now, i do love my friends a lot.&lt;br /&gt;whether its the 3-some *hahaah* friends from kajang, or the potato roomie at casa.&lt;br /&gt;Friends are here to last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-2215291704719095012?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/2215291704719095012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/08/tho-u-g-ts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/2215291704719095012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/2215291704719095012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/08/tho-u-g-ts.html' title='Tho u g tS'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-8152015534765192347</id><published>2010-08-14T18:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T18:07:14.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colours</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went through my housemate make up kit.. so FREAKING cool !&lt;br /&gt;She is not professional or anything, she just COLLECTS...&lt;br /&gt;okay.. DOne RAVING about her tons of cool stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam is one week away, when you are living by days for exams, you know you are a gone case isnt it..&lt;br /&gt;well i'm living by hours.. how about that !&lt;br /&gt;STUDYING like mad woman, cuz i JUst realised its going to be accounted in my forecast.&lt;br /&gt;If i dont do well this time, goodbye all my universities....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i cant even celebrate my birthday properly..&lt;br /&gt;suckish..&lt;br /&gt;BUt thanks to my parents *who gave me my present like.. a long time ago*&lt;br /&gt;at least i feel like my birthday is really coming..&lt;br /&gt;but i dont wanna turn 18 * rants *&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be a teenager ={&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOING to EXAMINE physics right in the face later.&lt;br /&gt;i still have econs and maths to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who ever said A levels is easy???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-8152015534765192347?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/8152015534765192347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/08/colours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/8152015534765192347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/8152015534765192347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/08/colours.html' title='Colours'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-4847401106229578525</id><published>2010-08-06T23:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:05:54.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Had A ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hell of a TIME..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played with my baby today, he's so naughty as usual,&lt;br /&gt;smack me right on my mouth with his weight lifting squeaky toy..&lt;br /&gt;full with saliva..&lt;br /&gt;imagine the eww factor..&lt;br /&gt;i think you all get it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to re-watch inception tomorrow......... *weehee.. yea.. i re-watch movies quite abit*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, to ease my guilt, I'm going to hike tomorrow morning,&lt;br /&gt;my aim is to tone up my body thou.. not lose weight =D&lt;br /&gt;so my large intake of drinks after hiking can be justified (biggest grin)&lt;br /&gt;its actually quite fun to hike with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;I'm the lamp-post. quite the obvious one.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't mind =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some parents disallow their child to be in a relationship in college, *my classmates going thru a big deal cuz of that*&lt;br /&gt;but my parents are total opposites.&lt;br /&gt;but sorry lah, i'm S but not A&lt;br /&gt;dont get it the wrong way, its just that i'm not feeling like it..&lt;br /&gt;and thankfully there's people(s) with the same mind-set with me.&lt;br /&gt;see? Friends are for support. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking,&lt;br /&gt;and analyzing perhaps,&lt;br /&gt;what would i do when my kakak leave me to go back to Indo?&lt;br /&gt;*put aside the factor that i'm not going to be in msia *&lt;br /&gt;This arise when my roomies maid went back to Jawa, she's very heartbroken, always tears up about that.&lt;br /&gt;I understand how she feels, cuz her maid is practically her nanny too. from 2 months to 16 years old? not easy.&lt;br /&gt;so what would i do?&lt;br /&gt;-dwell in depression~~~ but i'll stay in touch with her- * i guess so *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wonders*&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what to type!&lt;br /&gt;LOL,&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;requote : When you understand the words spoken by someone, all you hear is meaning; otherwise, all you hear is jumbled / incoherent sound. *by me =D*&lt;br /&gt;I find this very true, cuz i can't hear exactly how Chinese/ English / Malay is pronounced when i'm talking to someone, to hear it, i cant hear the meaning behind the sounds.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps its just my retarded brain cells .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-signing off-&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/4920362575283718211-4847401106229578525?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/4847401106229578525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/08/had.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/4847401106229578525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/4847401106229578525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/08/had.html' title='Had A ..'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-2471408921206414433</id><published>2010-08-05T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T22:07:18.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Given a choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Will you want to be ordinary?&lt;br /&gt;I'm sort of on the fence in this matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some might recall, I posted in Facebook before,&lt;br /&gt;"Life is fair, it just depends on which part of the cake you've gotten"&lt;br /&gt;However, I must agree with the saying that " with money, you are not everything, but without money, you are nearly nothing"&lt;br /&gt;What i mean in no money is those people living below the poverty line. $1 per day.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, are they really happy?&lt;br /&gt; Maybe yes, but given a choice, what will they want?&lt;br /&gt; - more money? = more food? -&lt;br /&gt;Many women out there, being succumbed due to societal pressure to be submissive,&lt;br /&gt;and being very poor, what are they feeling?. How can I know?&lt;br /&gt;reading biographies? maybe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the brighter side of things.&lt;br /&gt;There are so many smart people right now in college,&lt;br /&gt;they are really really smart.&lt;br /&gt;And hardworking.&lt;br /&gt;Kick my ass, I'm definitely back to my form5 shape,&lt;br /&gt;laziness dominate my life =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trials is in two weeks. and i'm so not prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to rant about this. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 10.05 pm, and i'm going to bed !&lt;br /&gt;F I N A L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bed is where i spent 1/3 of my day right now...&lt;br /&gt;*dreams*&lt;br /&gt;Its just awesome when you wake up and know you've slept for hours isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Inception is AWE SO ME !-&lt;br /&gt;-my nails are red again-&lt;br /&gt;-i should study-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-2471408921206414433?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/2471408921206414433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/08/given-choice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/2471408921206414433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/2471408921206414433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/08/given-choice.html' title='Given a choice'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-1536486762581260554</id><published>2010-08-02T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T00:26:30.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My life now revolves around my family, my dog, my friends.&lt;br /&gt;When you have less things to focus on, you'll focus on the ones that you have more.&lt;br /&gt;At least that is for me.&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm so in LOVE with my baby jake, he's like one huge chunk of my life.&lt;br /&gt;so cute, so charming, so mischievous..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BEAMS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that eating chocolates, icecreams and shopping helps to cure my moodiness !&lt;br /&gt;especially if i splurge on stuffs..&lt;br /&gt;there's this huge mega sales in Crabtree and Evelyn, so.. hmm.. sort of bought a lot of stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;My mum signed her card and said " so no more Hilton choco cake.. and i gave her the biggest smile ever.. OF COURSE =D*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i went hiking today, 1 hour + i guess.. no stops.. just climbed and climbed..&lt;br /&gt;sweat like nobody's business..&lt;br /&gt;but i felt great after that..&lt;br /&gt;my legs aren't sore or anything =DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.24am.. the latest i have ever stayed up before a school day..&lt;br /&gt;i should go to bed =D&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/4920362575283718211-1536486762581260554?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/1536486762581260554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/08/life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/1536486762581260554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/1536486762581260554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/08/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-346963535183155618</id><published>2010-07-31T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T00:33:29.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumbled Jumbo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, good for you girl =D&lt;br /&gt;- big hugs, proud of you-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people ask if i expect too much of myself, I'll answer no.&lt;br /&gt;A big definite no.&lt;br /&gt;I have unlimited potential, YOU have unlimited potential, THEY have unlimited potential.&lt;br /&gt;It just depends on which field, and how we tapered into the scenes.&lt;br /&gt;Success is a 50% 50% chance. Work + Luck.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be working my ass off to make sure the 50% works for me. The other 50% ? I'll pass it to all the unforeseen probabilities.&lt;br /&gt;Why am i stressing out?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;The more i see the less i know *humming the song*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE my awesome friends.&lt;br /&gt;They helped me, supported me, and never ever judge me.&lt;br /&gt;Some people vilify me, some are pure backstabbers, some created fiction when what they know about me is just my name. Some, being pressured to fit it inevitably bow to peer pressure. Well , I've said it to my roomie, keepers are keepers; those who aren't, I hope life revolves around you in a better way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is far from perfect, but you know what, I'll make do with what i have, and I'm happy about it. I'm over the phase. Round off. Canceled off. Make that whatever verb you want =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But right now, I need some clear honest view *esp personal statement*.&lt;br /&gt;Same mentality ( my sister and I perhaps aren't exactly from the same set of minds)&lt;br /&gt;Unobstructed view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust in me, i tell myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-346963535183155618?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/346963535183155618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/07/jumbled-jumbo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/346963535183155618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/346963535183155618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/07/jumbled-jumbo.html' title='Jumbled Jumbo'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-2527410262540215660</id><published>2010-07-29T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T19:58:37.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal Statement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am FREAKING out !&lt;br /&gt;The more i reread my personal statement, the lamer it got !!&lt;br /&gt;LAMO LAMO !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what more to do, I really want to revamp the whole personal statement !&lt;br /&gt;Questions keep twirling the edge of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it sounds like me?&lt;br /&gt;I sound too cheesy?&lt;br /&gt;Does this coincide with everyone's else personal statement?&lt;br /&gt;Do i sound too confident? Or i'm too humble?&lt;br /&gt;Am I portraying a reliable candidate for the competitive course?&lt;br /&gt;Does it shows too much general interest?&lt;br /&gt;Should i dwell on complex issues?&lt;br /&gt;Should i specify which part I wanna contribute in?&lt;br /&gt;Should i quote?&lt;br /&gt;Should i write my ideas? How will i support it ?&lt;br /&gt;How should i write my achievements and tailor it so that it is concise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE - iNG&lt;br /&gt;I just need to rant....&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/4920362575283718211-2527410262540215660?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/2527410262540215660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/07/personal-statement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/2527410262540215660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/2527410262540215660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/07/personal-statement.html' title='Personal Statement'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-8083823638693616942</id><published>2010-07-25T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T20:36:33.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blast</title><content type='html'>FUll blast today.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early, after sleeping 12 hours straight.&lt;br /&gt;*Smooch sleep*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put on a dress, tucked it in with a shorts. Slipped on my heels and off i go book hunting.&lt;br /&gt;Went to chilis for Lunch , their sandwich can be labelled as THE AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;3 persons = 100 bucks.. not that bad huh.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hunting for lotion, bought a small sample from crabtree and evelyn.&lt;br /&gt;You'll hear more from me if its great. *btw 50ml cost me RM43 =(*&lt;br /&gt;Then i scoot around with my sister, exchanging currencies..&lt;br /&gt;met up with sze ern, mok them..&lt;br /&gt;LONG TIME NO SEE =) i miss them ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i started to help out in the kitchen..&lt;br /&gt;yes KITCHEN..&lt;br /&gt;helping to make banana crisps.. end results = not bad !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, it took my mind off many things which are so unimportant&lt;br /&gt;my life is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;even thou it has its imperfections =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-8083823638693616942?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/8083823638693616942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/07/blast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/8083823638693616942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/8083823638693616942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/07/blast.html' title='Blast'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-2454374949626980250</id><published>2010-07-24T21:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T21:15:10.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i know..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will start of with something positive =)&lt;br /&gt;Today was really awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Had some pretty exciting time =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally feel that someone is finally peering through the world through my eyes, not tainted nor influenced by other view's and personal opinions.&lt;br /&gt;Same page, same view.&lt;br /&gt;And its so random, that it came out of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did i feel weighed down after that? Hell yea.. I looked clearer at my surroundings,&lt;br /&gt;I really don't feel like leaving my family and friends for 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;" We grew up here"&lt;br /&gt;I feel so relieved when i heard that.&lt;br /&gt;But i will, i promised myself that.&lt;br /&gt;There is so much that the world can offer me, I'm going to grab for it.&lt;br /&gt;Lunge, leap and live in that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, a same page.&lt;br /&gt;" Dont really feel like it right now, although its workable"&lt;br /&gt;in a different sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel at home now.&lt;br /&gt;Somebody understands completely.&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/4920362575283718211-2454374949626980250?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/2454374949626980250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/2454374949626980250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/2454374949626980250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-know.html' title='i know..'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-1382544015746977429</id><published>2010-07-08T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T20:32:09.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Light Stroll In CAsa</title><content type='html'>This place isn't bad. Cross my heart. The bus isn't bad. I swear i'm not lying.&lt;br /&gt;Surrounding myself with scholars wasn't stressful, they are normal people, I assure you.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Casa for being beleaguered by ungrateful people like me =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balancing life in A levels is fun.&lt;br /&gt;I like being around people who are motivated by their future, empowered by their own dreams. They make everything seems within my grasp, and I am going  to stretched until my ligaments tore to grab it. I love A levels, although it is not as easy as everyone thinks. For one, percentage of people getting A's aren't as many as people thought, its just the quality of student in Taylors, making it altogether more stressful than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having changing my taste for books, I realized that magazines are really interesting, and i well recommend FREAKANOMICS to those who are "into" economics. It is a pretty old book, and if you want the continuation of this book, its call SUPER FREAKONOMICS, sounds lame, but i think its not a wise choice to let it slip by, although i haven't read it up myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as a footnote, as by promoted by mm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Dont Care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tarnish me, but i'll still be there.&lt;br /&gt;standing taller than ever =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-1382544015746977429?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/1382544015746977429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/07/light-stroll-in-casa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/1382544015746977429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/1382544015746977429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/07/light-stroll-in-casa.html' title='Light Stroll In CAsa'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-5848898982797730579</id><published>2010-06-27T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T23:39:38.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>argumentative</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have been reading quite a bit about North Korea. You might be wondering what propelled me to such boredom but i guess its the long lifeless holiday and that, hopefully it helps to perpetuate my interest in current issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I find some parts somewhat hilarious, with the loudspeakers propaganda issue about North/ South Korea. It is totally right to have concerned about the new successor of North Korea, which might be Kim's youngest son. Pretty much political games. Wouldn't mitigate the tension anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The foreseen step down of Kevin Rudd wasn't that surprising. At least he steped down in grace hadn't he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, abolishing PMR isn't that good of an idea for me. I think that PMR should be something that challenges our teens, not in the current exam format thou, more of fresh questions that tests the thinking capability than the memorizing abilities. Although memorizing skills are dreadfully crucial in studying , in reality , the tiny improvisation is where the key lies. You see, lets say someone is selling a waffle for Rm 2.40 , reasonable much? Yeah.. I would say so. But if another smart alex improvised on the waffle by making it like a heart-shaped waffle with healthy fillings * as of now we are more concerned about our food* how much can he/she charge then? Rm 4.50 ? Will the revenue be increased, yes i presume. We are now looking for abnormalities, not the old-fashioned hand me downs *albeit it is still important*. So why are we teaching students to reproduce, why not guide them to speak aloud fresh ideas. It might take us by surprise how innovative young bright minds are. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Dreading the days to Casa Subang. I really don't have any ideas about how life would be there, with no friends cosseting me all the way. *Yun ying , joanne.. =((*&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky to have tze ni there for a week, hopefully she'll stay and i'll be less lonely =0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving up French isn't easy. I'm not a quitter, but i'm not irrational either.&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir francais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will survive in Casa, I will be more than what i am today.&lt;br /&gt;That i promise myself =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-5848898982797730579?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/5848898982797730579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/06/argumentative.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/5848898982797730579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/5848898982797730579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/06/argumentative.html' title='argumentative'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-7592799815770593030</id><published>2010-06-22T11:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T11:47:44.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome News =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did well enough for my semester 1 *B E A M S*&lt;br /&gt;Although its not the BEST BEST BEST ,&lt;br /&gt;but i did at least satisfy myself =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking bout last week, there's a real VALUE FOR MONEY SPA at kenny hills*aka green lungs of KL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People simply must go there ! The massage therapist can pierce through the crooks of your body, nailing each bit of imperfection . AND aloha imperfection, what i meant is the insides *eg digestive system , water retention , wind ....* She even suggested suitable food for blood types =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The package i went for is so so so WORTH it that surely everyone cannot resist.&lt;br /&gt;Total cost = RM 168&lt;br /&gt;consist of facial , spa , body exfoliating, body massage * don't be fooled like me.. body massage hurts as its target is for health, not comfort *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..since when i'm a PR person.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most know, I'm a bummer in sports.&lt;br /&gt;So i dragged baby jake *monster jake now* for a jog..&lt;br /&gt;Damn fun ! Chasing after my mum as she jogs..hahaha.. as jake wanna stop every few steps and rush towards my mum after he had done his sniffing *on other dog's poop..EWW*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So , its RUN, SLOW JOG , STOP.. continuously ..&lt;br /&gt;more tiring than i exercise myself..&lt;br /&gt;after jogging for around 20 minutes, a huge fierce dog ran out from its house and started looking..no .. i meant CONTEMPLATING us.. amiciable NOT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we ran back while my mum keeps jogging..&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently that dog was evil to other dogs only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fun day all in all...&lt;br /&gt;as i had lunch at the gardens a g a i n.. superb much !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-7592799815770593030?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/7592799815770593030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/06/awesome-news.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/7592799815770593030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/7592799815770593030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/06/awesome-news.html' title='Awesome News =)'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-8967820753125439178</id><published>2010-06-20T23:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T00:55:04.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pamper week !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TB5F3QXUqSI/AAAAAAAAACc/Y2Bumo0GHzI/s1600/P1010943.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TB5F2jNKCLI/AAAAAAAAACU/NSrB3BdQRMA/s1600/P1010957.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TB5F2HQLWDI/AAAAAAAAACM/RbTz-cpRxPA/s1600/P1010685.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TB5Ch6ogbEI/AAAAAAAAACE/8wUCa0LXWL8/s1600/P1010650.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TB4_j14PFMI/AAAAAAAAAB8/jGKmUEh_A9U/s1600/P1010637.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;      Shopping shopping and more more more SHOPPING !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swept my mum's credit card clean ..hahah =) wooots &lt;3..)"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TB4_j14PFMI/AAAAAAAAAB8/jGKmUEh_A9U/s1600/P1010637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TB4_j14PFMI/AAAAAAAAAB8/jGKmUEh_A9U/s320/P1010637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484891281174762690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;[ please focus on the background. and yea.. my backpacker look =P ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TB5Ch6ogbEI/AAAAAAAAACE/8wUCa0LXWL8/s1600/P1010650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TB5Ch6ogbEI/AAAAAAAAACE/8wUCa0LXWL8/s320/P1010650.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484894546626112578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[ Tousled look ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TB5F2HQLWDI/AAAAAAAAACM/RbTz-cpRxPA/s1600/P1010685.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/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TB5F2HQLWDI/AAAAAAAAACM/RbTz-cpRxPA/s320/P1010685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484898192145995826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[ the queue, luckily we're at the front ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TB5F2jNKCLI/AAAAAAAAACU/NSrB3BdQRMA/s1600/P1010957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TB5F2jNKCLI/AAAAAAAAACU/NSrB3BdQRMA/s320/P1010957.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484898199649519794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ the castle, nice rite??!!? , its real ! ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TB5F3QXUqSI/AAAAAAAAACc/Y2Bumo0GHzI/s1600/P1010943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TB5F3QXUqSI/AAAAAAAAACc/Y2Bumo0GHzI/s320/P1010943.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484898211771754786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[ sci-fi city ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, the view there is amazing , but if you are looking for rides, the choices are pretty limited. The best ride is THE REVENGE OF MUMMY.. !! a must go ride..&lt;br /&gt;it goes backwards and swirl ! =))))))))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A compact week.&lt;br /&gt;Next week will be study + assignments + research week =)&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-8967820753125439178?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/8967820753125439178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/06/pamper-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/8967820753125439178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/8967820753125439178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/06/pamper-week.html' title='Pamper week !!'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/TB4_j14PFMI/AAAAAAAAAB8/jGKmUEh_A9U/s72-c/P1010637.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-5018593881725769559</id><published>2010-06-11T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T21:51:48.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom</title><content type='html'>Finished all the semester exams. Whooots !!&lt;br /&gt;but a disappointing decision made by me is that i forgo another chance to meet and dine with the Governor of Bank Negara.&lt;br /&gt;I thought i was going for the Miracle Camp,hence turning that invitation down.&lt;br /&gt;But at last i didn't go for the camp, instead procrastinating pending jobs and missing this amazing opportunity. Kind of a down fall, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, looking from a less glumly angle, I actually did manage to do Further Maths 2 questions, so perhaps i will not fail my further maths after all. *big sigh of relieve* . Perhaps the highlight of this week is dinner with my cousins and crapping with my classmates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you realize that we keep too much of a items, all of which we claimed as sentimental. I've been thinking that if i continue doing all of that * including keeping exam papers* wouldn't my room be a library of Huey Yuin, something like Museum of Wax thingy. The thought of my portraits and handwriting plastered all over crawl under my skin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my timetable for 2 weeks holiday seemed to be almost fully scheduled.&lt;br /&gt;Oh My Gosh, i haven't even started officially ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of now, i really feel like katak 0.1 ,with negligible knowledge about current issues. However , I hope that RM keep appreciating. I want to go traveling in Europe ! *J'aime la voyagev!!* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A complete jibber jabber from me XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-5018593881725769559?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/5018593881725769559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/06/freedom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/5018593881725769559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/5018593881725769559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/06/freedom.html' title='Freedom'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-8988885630389592132</id><published>2010-05-22T22:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T23:15:32.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breathe BREATHe!</title><content type='html'>Okay okay.. stop being a fool..&lt;br /&gt;i'm just reminding myself to take a break from physics pass year questions..&lt;br /&gt;DAMN lot okay ??!&lt;br /&gt;and i just started only.. =( ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, i try to indulge in as many charity events as possible. Its really cool and I like being a part of the community that helps people or animals. But the fact stays that I'm more of an animal hugger person. So please invite me out if you are planning to go help out animals / campaign for animals / raise awareness  or even environment stuffs. I'll try to make time for those as much as possible =DD.&lt;br /&gt;*STOP OIL SPILLING*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, my lecturer actually was a charity person and i'm loving it ! &lt;br /&gt;He's giving extra classes to raise funds for charity. Seriously, how cool is that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, there will be a jog for hope event organised by TAYLORS SRI HARTAMAS on 17th july 2010. Please contact me personally for more information. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this past one week especially, I realized that sometimes help offered are not taken as granted, but chucked away. How pathetic is that. I tried to help, but if YOU do not need it, please say so and save my breathe and time. Honestly, I helped because of my own principle that selfish-ness doesnt bring anyone anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;There's a thing that i believe in: Success is based on luck and skill. 50% of each. To accumulate luck, imagine yourself as being a bottle full of air. When u give out some air, sooner or later, you'll be an empty bottle. *this is the concept of humans, we think that when we give out, we'll lose out and eventually become a useless liability." But for me, the bottle isnt empty at all, think of it as a vacuum. Imagine when the right opportunity comes, you'll have to open it. AND when that time comes, luck rolls in and you'll be truly successful not only in work but in life.&lt;br /&gt;The point i'm making here is not that we should always think of others first, what i'm trying to make a point is that we should offer whatever is within our limits to help others achieve a greater height. That is what TEAMWORK means, that is what FRIEND means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- STUDY hueyyuin - &lt;br /&gt;- I miss my friends -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-8988885630389592132?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/8988885630389592132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/05/breathe-breathe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/8988885630389592132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/8988885630389592132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/05/breathe-breathe.html' title='breathe BREATHe!'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-2847778995719469997</id><published>2010-05-09T01:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T01:25:55.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outings</title><content type='html'>Well, i woke up bright and early to prepare for mum's cake and my beloved jia en's cake. So, Hm... summary of the whole preparation is TIRING..&lt;br /&gt;then laze around absent mindedly whole afternoon. Oh yeah, i brought little baby jake for his 2nd jab. He's so amazingly CHARMING, not naughty and mischevious at all, which is odd / miracle for him. He even greeted another dog by "woofing politely". Of course, he's my baby. He didnt whine or struggle while he was jabbed. I guess the spankings at home train him to be a tough baby. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, another highlight is dinner at temptations.The food aren't bad. I would probably rate it 8/10 . Awesome not? YES. Ambiance kind of feel like Bali, freaking cool. The only drawback is that is it quite pricy and in my own "small" opinion, not really worth it,but u crave enough for the food, its fine actually. My cake was awesome too!&lt;br /&gt;i Knew that i wasn't pretty,but im still very satisfied. *cheers*. I hope that dear dear LOVES it. YOU are the first person besides my family that i've baked for and its for you *pour vous*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am dead tired right now.&lt;br /&gt;Blog might not be updated.&lt;br /&gt;SEM EXAm !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I hope that her suffering lessens. -*Thanks for your support. I know you care about me that much. My nightmares at night will be over. Luck will be with me. Hope will be with me. Love will be with me and you,my relative. I really appreciate what you've done and it does imprint a part of you on me. You are strong spirit, a true jet fighter, I admire you and will aspire to be a great woman like you. You wouldn't understand what I am writing, as you speak hokkien most of the time. But thankyou. You wouldnt know that i dedicated this passage to you, but i want to do this anyway. You are a kind and brave woman =)merci beaucoup*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-2847778995719469997?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/2847778995719469997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/05/outings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/2847778995719469997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/2847778995719469997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/05/outings.html' title='Outings'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-8960621658177491742</id><published>2010-05-04T18:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T18:51:49.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>0_0</title><content type='html'>Mum in SG is worried about me, as i hadnt been really well.&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinnda stressed out, thats why i'm definitely NOT in my best moments.&lt;br /&gt;School works are overwhelming and i have so much more to catch up on.&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention my burning throbbing ANNOYING desire to watch movies and go hang out with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;This could only be concluded as DISASTER.&lt;br /&gt;Self - control must be implemented.&lt;br /&gt;I must remember that SEM 1 exams = forecast = ticket to good Uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES YES YES..&lt;br /&gt;=(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the main point here is to wish my dear dear happy birthday...!!!&lt;br /&gt;thinking back.. really fate brought us together *cliche* i know..&lt;br /&gt;but then sitting beside her hadnt been anything less than FUN !&lt;br /&gt;thinking back we were laughing and chatting.&lt;br /&gt;remember the form 3 BC text book with the big MOON???&lt;br /&gt;LOL.. we laughed like hell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously.. without her in secondary school..&lt;br /&gt;my life will be DULL..&lt;br /&gt;but she's rajin girl.. i'm lazy.. thats why.. i ALWAYS copy her chemistry HW..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope that she will be always safe and sound..&lt;br /&gt;happy and endearing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and *squeals.. she just called me !!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. hope that her wishes become trueeeeeee &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i paaaaaaling sayang u..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-8960621658177491742?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/8960621658177491742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/05/00.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/8960621658177491742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/8960621658177491742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/05/00.html' title='0_0'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-4520712668668091757</id><published>2010-04-30T18:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T18:12:05.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summary</title><content type='html'>Busy busy week..&lt;br /&gt;i'll start of  with Monday..&lt;br /&gt;the INTERVIEW day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun with the PURPLES...&lt;br /&gt;again and again.. the cafeteria never stop to WOW me right in the face =)&lt;br /&gt;and of course..somehow... somewhere..someplace...&lt;br /&gt;the faci / HR people know that my mum is working there, and my sis is a scholar too !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can understand the fact that they know my mum..&lt;br /&gt;but .. my SIS also ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since my mum is kindda widely connected..&lt;br /&gt;i met some of her colleagues and they recognized me..&lt;br /&gt;they were appalled at first because my mum did not inform anyone that i was going..&lt;br /&gt;so they sat down and have a chat with me..&lt;br /&gt;while the others "jaws dropped"&lt;br /&gt;i was shocked too XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then from 7.30am - 4.30 am ..&lt;br /&gt;i was at BNM for the interview..&lt;br /&gt;then jam jam JAM JAM JAm + dinner..&lt;br /&gt;8pm....&lt;br /&gt;then do online test + packing.. 10 pm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;head straight back to taylor..&lt;br /&gt;summore go pappa rich..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END RESULTS? &lt;br /&gt;TIRED like hell lah !&lt;br /&gt;the next day i was so disorientated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the days flew by after that..&lt;br /&gt;i did not have much time ..&lt;br /&gt;i did not complete my homework&lt;br /&gt;i did not start at the proposals&lt;br /&gt;i did not start at the evaluation paper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             etc&lt;br /&gt;                ... &lt;br /&gt;                     ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A LOT LOT LOT LOT LOT !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be on self-ground after this week..&lt;br /&gt;so... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;penangguhan "outings"&lt;br /&gt;at least until sem1 test is over =((((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-4520712668668091757?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/4520712668668091757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/04/summary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/4520712668668091757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/4520712668668091757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/04/summary.html' title='Summary'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-3262697989064517927</id><published>2010-04-23T17:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T18:18:41.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-^^-</title><content type='html'>back to public..&lt;br /&gt;lolx.. i'm too free la.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i want to upload video of my smart son !!&lt;br /&gt;but then the cable is upstairs.. so..too bad la..&lt;br /&gt;i'm LAZY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE songs ... are SUPERB... please listen and support their ori !!&lt;br /&gt;the lyrics and melody..WOOOSsh.. damn NICE&lt;br /&gt;go SHE !!!&lt;br /&gt;thankx xin for lending me her popular card that helped me saved RM5...&lt;br /&gt;so i had to pay RM 45 for the cd *beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;French class has been really interesting =))&lt;br /&gt;but damn hard..&lt;br /&gt;examples :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;avoir &lt;/span&gt;( to have )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;J'ai&lt;/span&gt; - I have &lt;br /&gt;+&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;J'ai dix ans&lt;/span&gt; - I have 10 years ( literally translated )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Tu as&lt;/span&gt;- You have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Il / Elle a&lt;/span&gt; -  He / She has&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Nous avons&lt;/span&gt; - We have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Vous avez&lt;/span&gt; - You all have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ils / Elles ont&lt;/span&gt; - They have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn HARD rite ?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;okay.. no more french.i'm sure its boring u guys out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;i went on shell's phone interview yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its NOT NOT NOT NOT NOT easy..&lt;br /&gt;konon LAH .. shell wert..&lt;br /&gt;i was at my wits end.. biting fingernails and all..&lt;br /&gt;and i think i flung it.. =(((((&lt;br /&gt;but its all luck...&lt;br /&gt;so.. if i got it..i'm blessed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for schooling..&lt;br /&gt;we all failed to do ques 3 for further maths 2 = mechanics..&lt;br /&gt;so ...&lt;br /&gt;highest mark is 12/20..&lt;br /&gt;mr teh was clearly upset and wants us all to RESIT..&lt;br /&gt;good for us ! yay ! cuz our marks couldnt get any lower than this..&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand.. i felt pity for him la.. he was very very frustrated..&lt;br /&gt;cuz we dun wanna do hw.. then talk all the time ..&lt;br /&gt;then failed his test... &lt;br /&gt;*in fact.. ALL my class lecturers dun like our class i guess..hahah..super noisy and hyperactive / SLEEP *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i was so BRAVE..&lt;br /&gt;sat for further maths 1 test ..&lt;br /&gt;without a WATCH !!&lt;br /&gt;so i have no idea of the time at all..&lt;br /&gt;just got the paper..&lt;br /&gt;then start scribbling.. doing mental calculations..&lt;br /&gt;*cuz its proving / algebraic stuffs / graph.. so we dun have to use calculator*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this whole week i had been preparing for environmental club's booth for march intake students..&lt;br /&gt;writing cardboard..being LOCKED in the "toilet" by ka.. forcing me to finish the wordings inside..&lt;br /&gt;then he sat outside..*on guard* ha HA ha...&lt;br /&gt;its nice..&lt;br /&gt;and i think its gud to help out *even thou it wasnt my part.. but i felt that it IS .. so i helped.. and some contrasting opinions i gotten the next day strengthen my opinion that we should be more selfless.. so for that person who told me that "why you so dumb go help"..well.. i think that YOU missed out everything - period&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;we won the bEST booth !!&lt;br /&gt;wooots.. go environment club !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this saturday there's a booth event for MEGA EARTH day..&lt;br /&gt;please visit sonia / minyi's blog for more info..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i can't attend it ...&lt;br /&gt;i WANT to ............&lt;br /&gt;=((((((((((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. NEXT time !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- cho dai di at CY/KA hse is fun la.. hahahahah-&lt;br /&gt;-i hope my friends are happy too-&lt;br /&gt;-too bad my dear dear wife birthday was 2 weeks too late.. muacks.. XD-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-3262697989064517927?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/3262697989064517927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/3262697989064517927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/3262697989064517927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='-^^-'/><author><name>hyuin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210248910357341656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYQ5M4uNhlc/Sx4Tm2dWH_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TQlAvnKfqmo/S220/Bali+2009+247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4920362575283718211.post-8613114946933675418</id><published>2010-04-08T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T23:49:30.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>. . . .thats all ... XD</title><content type='html'>Hm.. i left my blog to bleed to death..&lt;br /&gt;too much on going issues in my life..&lt;br /&gt;not complicated.. NOT simple..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for jpa interview today..&lt;br /&gt;crapped out many stuffs *relevant / irrelevant*..&lt;br /&gt;cuz the others are so damn quiet..&lt;br /&gt;and didnt wanna volunteer..&lt;br /&gt;so i did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went with sze ern.. XD&lt;br /&gt;she got lost because of me ~~ YIKES.. sorrrryyyyy&lt;br /&gt;then saw Lb,yi qin..and the BUNCH of taylornians..&lt;br /&gt;so comforting to have them all !!&lt;br /&gt;most surprised to see tommy cuz i didn't know he was on the same slot too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;highlight of the day is..&lt;br /&gt;i saw MR FARID ..&lt;br /&gt;YES.. you saw it right ... &lt;br /&gt;F A R I D !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and mum even sat at the same table to chat with him..&lt;br /&gt;he was telling us about his family larh..&lt;br /&gt;then i ciao to get drinkx XDDD !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we rejoined sze ern *as she blur blurry saw her slot is 2pm.but its 3 !*&lt;br /&gt;and headed back home..&lt;br /&gt;after a bath ..&lt;br /&gt;went back to ICLS subang for language class..&lt;br /&gt;fun !!&lt;br /&gt;interestingggggg~~~~~~~~~~ XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i got my fav fav snowflakes soya series..&lt;br /&gt;damn NICE..&lt;br /&gt;you have to get one to LOVE it !!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then drove home =)&lt;br /&gt;of cuz.. with mum beside me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-my driving skills failed !-&lt;br /&gt;-smart people that use smart tag sometimes face problem....that cause bodoh ppl like to me switch to touch and go and almost smashed into the bar..yea..haha.. stupid..XD cuz it was on D and i couldnt touch..so i leaned out and..woosh..the car zoomed forward-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;3 soy series-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4920362575283718211-8613114946933675418?l=secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/feeds/8613114946933675418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/04/thats-all-xd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/8613114946933675418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4920362575283718211/posts/default/8613114946933675418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-lovelylace.blogspot.com/2010/04/thats-all-xd.html' title='. . . .thats all ... 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