<?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-270932785726942443</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:16:35.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the life`</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>169</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-4327781634986128452</id><published>2008-04-23T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T21:32:40.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BM Oral -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously think I lost my ability to memorize my script already. =.=!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannotttt! This is NOT happeningggg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my topic is like one of the &lt;u&gt;easiest!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P L K N  (National Service!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I printed out my script &amp;amp; all I have to do is memorize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definition of Oral please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot of people who define oral as.. find informations, understand &amp;amp; speak to your ability but some define it as .. memorizing script?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShirLey is &lt;u&gt;Lazyy &lt;/u&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/270932785726942443-4327781634986128452?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/4327781634986128452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=4327781634986128452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/4327781634986128452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/4327781634986128452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/04/bm-oral.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-6908287320371564839</id><published>2008-04-16T17:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T17:21:37.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First of all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*coughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Owen (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. I didn't remember this blog turns 1 year old today until the birthday boy reminded me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I am so &lt;u&gt;proud&lt;/u&gt; to say that this is the longest blog I ever had :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I started this blog,  I tried many many ways to make my blog interesting &amp;amp; I got a camera so badly because of this blog. To post up those interesting pictures here. &amp;amp; I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't last :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time, no matter where I go, I would bring my camera along. To take whatever pictures I could...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my camera is left collecting dust.&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/270932785726942443-6908287320371564839?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/6908287320371564839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=6908287320371564839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/6908287320371564839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/6908287320371564839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-of-all.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-8167771780937668718</id><published>2008-04-08T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T21:16:41.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok. So i didn't get to quit my blog. It feels wrong and quitting my blog tends to hunt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with blogging anyway &amp;amp; I wondered what made me wanted to quit my blog :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying Perdagangan now. As usual. Last minute studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait exams to be over! Wanna have more time doing things that I like &amp;amp; no pressure! =/ I cant even sleep properly during exams &amp;amp; I ended up with eyebags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's FUN typing on my laptop, blogging on my bed` What I've always dream of when I was using desktop. Studying on my bed too. Having stomache. Don't usually lie on my bed to study :'/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank GOD for my rajin-ness this evening i finally understood the calculations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rizab.&lt;br /&gt;Dividen Atas Modal.&lt;br /&gt;Jumlah rebat = Lebihan-Rizab-DAM&lt;br /&gt;Kadar Rebat = Rebat/Jumlah langganan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah. Let me show off a bit mar! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope i do well for my Perdagangan tomorrow =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck to me.&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/270932785726942443-8167771780937668718?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/8167771780937668718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=8167771780937668718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/8167771780937668718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/8167771780937668718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/04/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-6194003598792038131</id><published>2008-04-04T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T20:39:53.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haihs~! Moral! So disappointed la... freaking 8 pages of structure questions + 2 essays! I go @.@~ lor. Never written that much before~ haihs. Hopefull results come out okayy..&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/270932785726942443-6194003598792038131?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/6194003598792038131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=6194003598792038131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/6194003598792038131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/6194003598792038131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/04/haihs-moral-so-disappointed-la.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-6022827530874799850</id><published>2008-03-31T22:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T22:23:22.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel so nervous &amp;amp; excited at the same time! I finally decided to take accounting as my extra SPM subject. My tuition starts tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T____T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy like a bee lor. Sien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise myself to do my best &amp;amp; not disappoint my mum :D Got extra A to get, who don't want right? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sniffles*&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/270932785726942443-6022827530874799850?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/6022827530874799850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=6022827530874799850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/6022827530874799850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/6022827530874799850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-feel-so-nervous-excited-at-same-time.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-1565787841554187162</id><published>2008-03-30T07:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T07:24:57.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's 7.22am now. I woke up suffering from a sore-throat. Went to the toilet &amp;amp; wanted to get back to sleep but I just can't. The pain is just irresistable.&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/270932785726942443-1565787841554187162?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/1565787841554187162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=1565787841554187162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/1565787841554187162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/1565787841554187162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-7.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-866996283383495711</id><published>2008-03-30T00:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T01:08:35.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I stood alone, staring at the empty sky.. watching the clouds moving, watching the birds flying freely in the air...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sometimes, I really don't understand the life of growing up. Don't get me wrong, I am NOT emo-ing =.=`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just that, I tend to get carried away &amp;amp; I suppose this is the only place where I could let it all out. I just realize how short life is &amp;amp; how I've been treating my life for granted. Never doing things that I should be doing, never taking the initiative to do things which would just change my life. Sometimes, I know that I can't expect anyone to understand me. I can't expect someone to look into my eyes and tell me, "I know. I know. I understand" &amp;amp; actually mean it. Since young, I understood the meaning of betrayal &amp;amp; the meaning of broken promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back into my past, I really hated them. Sometimes, I just wished I could just "delete" them from my life &amp;amp; never to remember those awful memories. But as the wind blows, all those memories tend to come back to me &amp;amp; hunt me. As if asking me not to forget it but to have a good laugh at it &amp;amp; grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this moment, I felt like my life is filled with dramas &amp;amp; I know it's not only mine. I bet you, yes YOU have many "dramas" in your life before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm typing this, my emotions are totally mixed up, like always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I had tonnes of awful memories before but they are really memorable ones. Those that I could not forget &amp;amp; shall never try to. I guess as we grow up someday, everything would be different. Looking at the same thing in different angles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I guess... growing up is just apart of life &amp;amp; every single person living today will have to face it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I've changed my blogskin once again. Loving it as it's a really simple &amp;amp; plain skin. No chatbox at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging as if no one's reading`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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/270932785726942443-866996283383495711?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/866996283383495711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=866996283383495711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/866996283383495711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/866996283383495711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/03/as-i-stood-alone-staring-at-empty-sky.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-5835691392062933021</id><published>2008-03-28T22:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T00:30:15.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sudden obsession to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the habit of watching a wonderful series &amp;amp; having the "semangat" to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super duper tired right now but I still felt like blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* coughs * I know my blog post are like just short &amp;amp; random but .. my life is so boring! I'm not a school photographer so I can't take pictures. Unfair! Nevermind. Simple is still the best =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School tomorrow til 12.30pm instead of the usual 3.50pm! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday life is just ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Wake up, fall asleep, wake upppp~&lt;br /&gt;b) Go to schoooooool&lt;br /&gt;c) Come back&lt;br /&gt;d) Go online&lt;br /&gt;e) Blah&lt;br /&gt;f) Tuitionn&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-5835691392062933021?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/5835691392062933021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=5835691392062933021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/5835691392062933021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/5835691392062933021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/03/sudden-obsession-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-4608454553323363730</id><published>2008-03-27T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T18:44:52.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wo0! This Saturday got school again till 12.30pm. But then, Monday's hols! Yays! More time to study study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam coming soon! ;P Study hard, peeeps! ^.^&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/270932785726942443-4608454553323363730?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/4608454553323363730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=4608454553323363730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/4608454553323363730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/4608454553323363730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/03/wo0-this-saturday-got-school-again-till.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-1304114347568025335</id><published>2008-03-25T19:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T19:30:48.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nyahaha. I'm gonna laugh at Stella! :D She looked uber cute today with her "prefect coat"! Felt like pinching her cheeks :D`!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a new speaker &gt;.&lt;` but of course, i'm not getting one yet. Cause the Acer speaker given by my bro still can be use =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly feel so old. 16 already lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less one day to live. -.-`! Damn emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoL.&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/270932785726942443-1304114347568025335?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/1304114347568025335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=1304114347568025335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/1304114347568025335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/1304114347568025335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_25.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-8762930548048957898</id><published>2008-03-25T16:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T16:47:26.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Omg`! Laptop's back! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So darn happy. Bro just send in for warranty yesterday &amp;amp; I got it back today! Efficient ey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God nothing's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And OWEN, MY HARD DISK IS FINEEE!!! =&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yays!&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/270932785726942443-8762930548048957898?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/8762930548048957898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=8762930548048957898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/8762930548048957898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/8762930548048957898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/03/yays.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-1346121805034925015</id><published>2008-03-24T17:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T17:43:57.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sudden urge to score well in school's first term exams and getting top 3 in class (disease) is back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so stupid this morning. During Science class, Ck Chong gave us exercises &amp;amp; I really didn't know how to do it. I go "&amp;amp;^%$! How come I don't know how to do ?" I copied notes &amp;amp; practically paid attention in class &amp;amp; I still can't do it?! I thought I really going to die for the first term exam for Science liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Then when teacher showed us an example for that exercise, everything in me tend to calm down. It's just like the previous exercises I did but just more alphabets &amp;amp; numbers in it. Hate scaring myself -.-`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ..hate to say this but I'm really not a science person. I really love other subjects in art side (adapting to the "calculations" in Perd &amp;amp; Econs) but I just go * sighs * .. science next..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know many teachers said.. though I only remembered it was Ck Danny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you want to do well in a subject, you have to love it. Even if you hate it, you must try to love it or just don't do well in it. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't force myself to love Science -.-`! But look at me now in Art Side? I can't imagine me, in Science stream. I think I'll be in the mental hospital right now. Though at times, I really love Science especially when I get it oh-so easily where I don't have to read it over &amp;amp; over again just to get it perfectly stored into my "hard-disk".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Science homework. &lt;s&gt;sighs.&lt;/s&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/270932785726942443-1346121805034925015?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/1346121805034925015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=1346121805034925015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/1346121805034925015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/1346121805034925015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/03/sudden-urge-to-score-well-in-schools.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-6931600692475235466</id><published>2008-03-23T14:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T15:08:32.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why does this always happen to me? Why Why Why...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Laptop died again. A part of me died too. I really dislike the fact that this always happen to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel so useless that I can't even manage my own things properly. What more to say my own life. I've screwed up many things that I can't even remember. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe I deserve this bloody punishment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sien.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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/270932785726942443-6931600692475235466?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/6931600692475235466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=6931600692475235466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/6931600692475235466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/6931600692475235466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/03/why-does-this-always-happen-to-me-why.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-6078869189772169999</id><published>2008-03-23T11:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T11:55:36.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm.. suffering from the Monday blues. I don't wanna go back to school but half of me is just oh so excited to go back because I love to keep myself busy. Hey, I'm not heartbroken &amp;amp; try to keep myself busy so that I won't think about that someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just felt like I have to train myself to be more.. hardworking &amp;amp; not too obsessed with my laptop. Eventhough it seems too impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at about 4am this morning &amp;amp; woke up at like 10am? &gt;.&lt;` I'm not sleepy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did I do til 4 am? * secret *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-`!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anways, I want an external hard disk. I can't seem to transfer my movies into my laptop as it always says "Not enough disk space" in my C drive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm like taking advantage of my backup drive =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to school tomorrow &amp;amp; exams are in like 2 weeks. Yes, TWO WEEKS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* stab me can *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've downloaded the Videora iPod Converter to transfer movies into my iPod but I'm still clueless. *sniffles* Luckily I have friends who own iPods &amp;amp; they're like my sifu in them :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remembered calling Eileen to ask about the iPod thingie at like 11pm &amp;amp; she was already sleeping. Felt so paiseh &amp;amp; bad :S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People's smile can really brighten someone's day. So smile more ;)&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/270932785726942443-6078869189772169999?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/6078869189772169999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=6078869189772169999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/6078869189772169999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/6078869189772169999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-4366506744365668421</id><published>2008-03-20T22:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T22:33:12.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just when i needed the CD to re-format my laptop, it's left in my laptop bag in my parent's office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just like life. When you needed someone, most of the time they won't be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I better stop expecting too much!&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/270932785726942443-4366506744365668421?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/4366506744365668421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=4366506744365668421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/4366506744365668421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/4366506744365668421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-when-i-needed-cd-to-re-format-my.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-5543868569555093273</id><published>2008-03-20T19:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T19:16:41.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just came back from Saberkas &amp;amp; Spring. Was having headache then I went to sleep. Was awaken by my sis saying that my bros &amp;amp; her are going Saberkas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eldest bro wanted to buy a PC cause his mac is going to be given to my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Saberkas then walk to the same 2 shops again &amp;amp; again. Wanted to buy a headphone with a mic together with it but the one I wanted is a too expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planned to re-format my laptop tonight but that means there's going to be lots of work for me to do tomorrow. Such as installing Adobe photoshop &amp;amp; all my brushes (!!), Paint Shop Pro &amp;amp; Photoscape again. Then need to install live messenger, then iTunes &amp;amp; all my songs gone ! T.T~&lt;br /&gt;Thank God my laptop got back-up thingie :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn, having headache. Sien!&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/270932785726942443-5543868569555093273?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/5543868569555093273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=5543868569555093273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/5543868569555093273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/5543868569555093273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-came-back-from-saberkas-spring.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-8571389416477931564</id><published>2008-03-20T12:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T12:34:47.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I .. am ... speechless about guys nowadays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R-HpLK0wcnI/AAAAAAAABK0/_M5OisHXoh0/s1600-h/DSCN3511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R-HpLK0wcnI/AAAAAAAABK0/_M5OisHXoh0/s400/DSCN3511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179677424546247282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;`&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/270932785726942443-8571389416477931564?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/8571389416477931564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=8571389416477931564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/8571389416477931564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/8571389416477931564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/03/i.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R-HpLK0wcnI/AAAAAAAABK0/_M5OisHXoh0/s72-c/DSCN3511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-4017427263672952721</id><published>2008-03-19T19:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T20:13:31.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally, a new blogskin! I don't think i'll change it anymore =X`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean like, it's so simple &amp;amp; cute -.-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, PohChoo came to my house today with her CD that contained AUDITION!&lt;br /&gt;She patch here &amp;amp; there. Then paste this there &amp;amp; here. * &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blur *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But, i'll still have to wait at last! Tsk. So unfortunate, she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it's still patching right now! T.T i'm so scared that i'll accidentally click on the "Cancel" button&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to restart everything, AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so slow T.T~ I wanna start playing. I saw the graphics &amp;amp; phewits, the characters are hott ;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I completed my "task" this week! No school tomorrow &amp;amp; Friday! yays*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for that. I'll have time to go through my Econs &amp;amp; Perdagangan calculations :D`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like going out with my friends but exams are so near! &amp;amp; I really want to know how that girl managed to score 21A's in SPM! I mean, it's 21! that's like twice the amount of subjects i'm taking. -.-`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*speechless*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does education really determines the future? The smartest kid becomes the richest &amp;amp; most successful person in the future?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blank *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;___________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R-EDCqTAw1I/AAAAAAAABKs/JSDCmzRIh_o/s1600-h/DSCN3511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R-EDCqTAw1I/AAAAAAAABKs/JSDCmzRIh_o/s400/DSCN3511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179424390701433682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OMG. 31 more to go since 5pm! * &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fainted&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-4017427263672952721?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/4017427263672952721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=4017427263672952721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/4017427263672952721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/4017427263672952721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/03/finally-new-blogskin-i-dont-think-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R-EDCqTAw1I/AAAAAAAABKs/JSDCmzRIh_o/s72-c/DSCN3511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-1523397009442568020</id><published>2008-03-18T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T21:07:48.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No words could explain how I'm feeling right now. Practically mixed emotions.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who I am anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So typical of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R9--dKTAw0I/AAAAAAAABKk/zfqCmGSL4rE/s1600-h/DSCN3707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R9--dKTAw0I/AAAAAAAABKk/zfqCmGSL4rE/s400/DSCN3707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179067504688939842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm loving school ;O&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/270932785726942443-1523397009442568020?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/1523397009442568020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=1523397009442568020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/1523397009442568020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/1523397009442568020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/03/no-words-could-explain-how-im-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R9--dKTAw0I/AAAAAAAABKk/zfqCmGSL4rE/s72-c/DSCN3707.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-8428117576577839299</id><published>2008-03-17T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T21:44:15.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's like 9.37pm right now &amp;amp; im stuck with my BM essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blame me as I totally forgot that I even have BM essay to do during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poh Choo's like coming tomorrow &amp;amp; she's like "ugut" me to play AuditionSea! T..T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First she was like, if I don't play Audi she don't wanna follow me to toilet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mean right? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, she'll most probably come tomorrow &amp;amp; you know patch it into my computer &amp;amp; she's gonna teach me how to play! I hope I don't get addicted to it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when I'm addicted to some computer games. It's so near exams! &amp;amp; im gonna die for Science?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my most concentrated subject because I don't do well in science subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i better start my essay or I'll be doom due to guilt-ness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-8428117576577839299?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/8428117576577839299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=8428117576577839299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/8428117576577839299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/8428117576577839299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-like-9.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-4504287316623641723</id><published>2008-03-16T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T21:00:31.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Great. I changed my blogskin back to the ones where you could choose directly from blogspot. I'll find a new one &amp;amp; customize them when I have the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow's Monday. Which means back to school again. After one week of holidays, i pretty dislike the fact that I'll have to get my lazy butt up on 6.30 every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like just 3 days of school this week. Thursday &amp;amp; Friday will be some public holidays such as Good Friday. I'm gonna start preparing for exams. Less than a month to first term exams?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much time spent slacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch 27 dressess last night &amp;amp; it truly satisfy me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, it's almost April already! ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time pass like wind, unnoticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What shall I do for BM presentation?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-4504287316623641723?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/4504287316623641723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=4504287316623641723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/4504287316623641723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/4504287316623641723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/03/great.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-2400986340117579828</id><published>2008-03-15T12:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T12:14:51.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where did this Shirley disappear to this holidays? It's the holidays! I should be blogging everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= . = !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending time with my bestfriends. The one who makes me happy, the one whom I could express emotions on. The one who'll be here for me when I'm sad or happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me introduce to you these amazing bestfriends of mine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Adobe Photoshop CS3&lt;br /&gt;2) Paint Shop Pro version 11.&lt;br /&gt;3) Photoscape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang, they're really good to entertain me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent my holidays trying to sharpen my skills on using these designing softwares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too lazy to take tutorials. So yeah, i have my own tutorials. It's better to explore yourself sometimes &amp;amp; if I need help, I could as my YOUNGER sister, the photoshop Goddess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's patient enough to learn through tutorials. Then, I started yesterday. I tried looking through tutorials. Youtube  &amp;amp; other websites`.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been slacking this holidays. Sighs. I can't wait for school to re-open. I wanna study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is the craziest thing Shirley have ever said *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So anyways, I've been downloading many many songs! But of course, not enough to fit into my iPod. -__-`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been editing &amp;amp; re-sizing &amp;amp; choosing the perfect photos for the New Zealand trip to be posted` Half done :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lazy ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/270932785726942443-2400986340117579828?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/2400986340117579828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=2400986340117579828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/2400986340117579828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/2400986340117579828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/03/where-did-this-shirley-disappear-to.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-1841205902775805596</id><published>2008-03-07T20:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T21:08:41.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went out with Stella, Evonne, Haidee, Daph &amp;amp; Eileen today at Spring. Daph &amp;amp; Eileen came later cause they were having beauty course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures! Not much though. Forgotten to bring my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R9E8qKTAwwI/AAAAAAAABJg/9A0NM4UznrI/s1600-h/CaesarSalad.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R9E8qKTAwwI/AAAAAAAABJg/9A0NM4UznrI/s400/CaesarSalad.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174984141841679106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R9E7ZKTAwsI/AAAAAAAABJA/5cOhuRP3CZU/s1600-h/Fish+N+Chips.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R9E7ZKTAwsI/AAAAAAAABJA/5cOhuRP3CZU/s400/Fish+N+Chips.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174982750272275138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stella's Fish N Chips. Gahh, remind me of New Zealand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R9E7Z6TAwtI/AAAAAAAABJI/zhakLS0Yk8s/s1600-h/my+food.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R9E7Z6TAwtI/AAAAAAAABJI/zhakLS0Yk8s/s400/my+food.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174982763157177042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shared among Evonne, Haidee &amp;amp; I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahh, I miss Stella &amp;amp; of course Evonne &amp;amp; Daph! At least I still see Eileen cause she comes to my class to see Leticia everyday &amp;amp; Haidee after school =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike Stella &amp;amp; Evonne *coughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R9E7aKTAwuI/AAAAAAAABJQ/nvm0T8zH-zs/s1600-h/Shirley+%26+Evonne.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R9E7aKTAwuI/AAAAAAAABJQ/nvm0T8zH-zs/s400/Shirley+%26+Evonne.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174982767452144354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Evonne act cute! hmpphh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's great to have finally spend time with them. Those who I've been really close with in the past. At least the memories remain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr! I hope Stella &amp;amp; Jon comes tomorrow!&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/270932785726942443-1841205902775805596?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/1841205902775805596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=1841205902775805596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/1841205902775805596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/1841205902775805596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/03/went-out-with-stella-evonne-haidee-daph.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R9E8qKTAwwI/AAAAAAAABJg/9A0NM4UznrI/s72-c/CaesarSalad.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-5695551658228425561</id><published>2008-03-07T11:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T21:22:20.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life is just unfair. Unexpected, shocking &amp;amp; the horror tends to hunt you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I felt like the world is against me &amp;amp; that I'm God's personal joke. But then, why does bad things happen to me &amp;amp;love blaming it on God. That's just not fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the fact that I'm a burden to some people. That after I went into their lives, I've been their worse nightmare. You may not say it but I know it. This time, I know I'm not being paranoid. I risk buckets of tears each time I think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want scholarships but, I cannot just say it but put my very best effort in it. Why do I want scholarships that badly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not done well when I was in Form 1-3 &amp;amp; I regret it very much. My parents put me in Lodge, said to be one of the best school in Malaysia. 3 years fees was wasted on me. It's not like watering the plants, where plants absorb it and make full use of the water &amp;amp; kept on standing. I'm not like that. While my parents are working hard to provide me with the best education, the best shelter, I have done NOTHING to them. Not even the simplest thing I could do, to excel in my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime when it was time for me let my mum sign my report card, I dare not look at her into her eyes &amp;amp; said "Mum, I did it. I did what you wanted me to do". I have never seen her so eager to look at my results @ how I did this term. But, I wished I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just don't understand them well enough &amp;amp; I think I never will.&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/270932785726942443-5695551658228425561?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/5695551658228425561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=5695551658228425561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/5695551658228425561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/5695551658228425561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/03/life-is-just-unfair.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-2658953578827582847</id><published>2008-03-06T19:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T21:20:50.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Holidays are here but I'm starting to dislike it. So many homeworks &amp;amp; studying to do, so little time. Sighs. Going out tomorrow with Stella, Evonne &amp;amp; others. Hopefully, everything would be well.&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/270932785726942443-2658953578827582847?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/2658953578827582847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=2658953578827582847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/2658953578827582847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/2658953578827582847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/03/holidays-are-here-but-im-starting-to.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-2451729172561915824</id><published>2008-03-04T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T18:47:57.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 more days to hols! Time pass quickly please.&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/270932785726942443-2451729172561915824?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/2451729172561915824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=2451729172561915824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/2451729172561915824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/2451729172561915824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/03/2-more-days-to-hols-time-pass-quickly.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-3095390294102172192</id><published>2008-03-02T12:31:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T12:50:49.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have the sudden obsession for Cantonese song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; though I don't understand every single word the singer sang, I just love humming to the melody. My second brother loves Hong Kong dramas &amp;amp; cantonese songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remembered once when my favourite radio station, MY FM was practically playing cantonese songs for that particular week &amp;amp; I kept complaining " Why they keep playing Cantonese song one!" &amp;amp; I switched to other Chinese music station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; now, I myself am craving for Cantonese song. Current favourite ones are from Kwok Fai &amp;amp; Alex Fong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'm gonna transfer songs from my second bro's laptop later! Gonna STEAL em`!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, went to have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;dim sum &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;with my aunt &amp;amp; Bryan at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Banquet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; was practically talking about studies. You know, career &amp;amp; universities "talk".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so old, dammit! 16 years old already &amp;amp; next year..i'm gonna be 17! I don't wanna grow up! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;= . =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like all the future decision making &amp;amp; lots of stuffs that I'll have to cope up all by &lt;b&gt;myself. &lt;/b&gt;Like when studying overseas, if my laptop got problem, I can't just go " AhB, my laptop spoil. Help me bring back &amp;amp; ask Charles fix it." or "SiawB, my laptop &lt;i&gt;tiok &lt;/i&gt;virus, fly here &amp;amp; help me reformat!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;T ___ T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'll have to manage my own financial stuffs. Aiyah, just everything, I'll have to count on myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think too far -.-` I don't even know if I could be accepted by any overseas uni &amp;amp; already thinking about going overseas. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I shall just think about studying my Sejarah for tomorrow &amp;amp; how to punish myself if I didn't do well.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:10;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/270932785726942443-3095390294102172192?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/3095390294102172192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=3095390294102172192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/3095390294102172192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/3095390294102172192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-have-sudden-obsession-for-cantonese.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-3615124419025176436</id><published>2008-03-01T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T21:55:57.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just came back from Hilton Dinner Buffet. It was my first time`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food was okay I guess. Lols. Best part was the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fondue!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, where there's fruits &amp;amp; mashmallows then you gonna dip them into CHOCOLATE FOUNTAIN! Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my FIRST time! &gt;D So yeah, kinda &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;noob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the stick, then &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cucuk &lt;/span&gt;3 marshmallow then followed by the OREO buiscuit. It was hard and if I poke it through the middle, it'll break. so I poke it through the middle part. Then I deep it into the Chocolate Fountain. I was happily turning it 360 degrees so that every part would be filled with the dark chocolate &amp;amp; was talking to Cindy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when I'm done with it, I took a look at it &amp;amp; saw this my OREO was gone! T_T` It fell into the chocolate fountain. There's only 3 marshmallow left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like "OMG. Cindy! Where's my OREO? Drop into the fountain already!" Cindy &amp;amp; I laughed like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I was like not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;puas hati.&lt;/span&gt; Don't belive that I can't do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this time, I did the other way round xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put the OREO first, then followed by 3 marshmallows. Then dip it into the chocolate fountain. Then, suceeded :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was okay la. But my eldest bro having his exams tomorrow, so he went back earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna try to stay up late &amp;amp; study Sejarah tonight.&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/270932785726942443-3615124419025176436?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/3615124419025176436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=3615124419025176436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/3615124419025176436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/3615124419025176436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-came-back-from-hilton-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-654377551441581910</id><published>2008-02-29T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T23:43:34.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just finished talking to Ron on the phone. I was doing my moral essay! See Ron, I'm such a good friend! &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was talking about the "Singapore terrorist escape". Scared the hell outta me when PohChoo told me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sources : http://www.iht.com/articles/2008/02/28/asia/sing.php&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/SHIRLE%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/SHIRLE%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R8gm1JuL-HI/AAAAAAAABIw/z2HXJaCHyv0/s1600-h/singmug27_artvertical.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R8gm1JuL-HI/AAAAAAAABIw/z2HXJaCHyv0/s400/singmug27_artvertical.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172426866619578482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Terror suspect Mas Selamat Kastari, who escaped from a detention center in Singapore on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what I read &amp;amp; understood, was that he ranaway from detention center in Singapore when he was brought to a room to wait for his family, to visit him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Mas Selamat Kastari, who had allegedly plotted to hijack a plane and crash it into Singapore's Changi Airport, slipped away from a detention center on Wednesday, the authorities said. Mas Selamat is said to be commander of the Singapore arm of Jemaah Islamiyah, an Al Qaeda-linked terrorist network." &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;quoted by news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;OMG. What's wrong with the world?! Why is it so dangerous nowadays to even walk to school? The world is no longer a safe place to live in. Not even your "home".&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-654377551441581910?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/654377551441581910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=654377551441581910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/654377551441581910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/654377551441581910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/03/d-was-talking-about-singapore-terrorist.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R8gm1JuL-HI/AAAAAAAABIw/z2HXJaCHyv0/s72-c/singmug27_artvertical.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-8357938595082421653</id><published>2008-02-29T16:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T21:29:28.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;School was fun today`. Jon, PohChoo &amp;amp; I sat together and was practically laughing the whole time &amp;amp; the last joke cracked by PohChoo made me laugh til my tears burst. Cannot stand lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go back to Form 2 again. When I see my sister studying Sejarah or other subjects, I get jealous that their's are easier than form 4. =( &amp;amp; my sister complained it was hard. But, it WAS hard when I was at her age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got so much homeworks to do &amp;amp; I hate that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we&lt;/span&gt; never have the chance to go out everytime I could. I hate you for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; making time for me. Are we still best friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whatever.&lt;/span&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/270932785726942443-8357938595082421653?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/8357938595082421653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=8357938595082421653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/8357938595082421653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/8357938595082421653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/02/school-was-fun-today.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-8959243472118776447</id><published>2008-02-28T17:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T21:54:41.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sweetest &amp;amp; cutest couple I've every known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R8aG43DV-qI/AAAAAAAABIo/o4sjRjrwYYk/s1600-h/Image3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R8aG43DV-qI/AAAAAAAABIo/o4sjRjrwYYk/s400/Image3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171969533490363042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R8aGRHDV-pI/AAAAAAAABIg/OwHaREFu92E/s1600-h/Image3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R8aGRHDV-pI/AAAAAAAABIg/OwHaREFu92E/s400/Image3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171968850590562962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon &amp;amp; Cherrie.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[pictures from Cherrie's blog]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't know them personally but I do read Cherrie's blog everytime I come online. &amp;amp; I really envy their lives together! Their wedding photos are just the MOST romantic ones! &amp;amp; I'm serious! Read her blog &lt;a href="http://aprilcherrie.com/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really jealous lor! I feel like getting married! =X -.-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent lots of my time browsing through their wedding photos and I love them to bits &amp;amp; pieces! Pictures can tell a million words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I really wanna find a way to tell them that they're the sweetest couple I know but .. it's not like she'll entertain me -.-! I mean like.. I bet she's heard more than a zillion times. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, ShirLey Zhu Fu both of you together forever :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i'll probably get ignored and hide myself from her for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, apart from reading her blog &amp;amp; drooling over her wedding pictures, continuosly, I went to school this morning :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I enjoyed school very much today! Laugh like hell together with Leticia &amp;amp; PohChoo during BM. Practically thanks to the cerpen "Puteri Gunung Ledang"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna enjoy this weekend for some reasons.. &amp;amp; next Friday start holidays. One week. Looking forward to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'm gonna post up ALL my post about New Zealand, I don't care!&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/270932785726942443-8959243472118776447?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/8959243472118776447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=8959243472118776447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/8959243472118776447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/8959243472118776447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/02/sweetest-cutest-couple-ive-every-known.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R8aG43DV-qI/AAAAAAAABIo/o4sjRjrwYYk/s72-c/Image3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-3224964570703917963</id><published>2008-02-27T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T17:02:16.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; line-height: 115%; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Currently listening to " Your Guardian Angel" - The red jumpsuit apparatus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I felt like making a new blog &amp;amp; practically start over. But, not at this point. At least, not yet ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go out. Out as in with &lt;b&gt;friends. &lt;/b&gt;my close ones. I miss them so badly`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Stella out but she said she HAVE to see first. She wanted to see her results. I wouldn't like it if I'm going out with a "emo" girl who doesn't enjoy herself. It's like I'm &lt;b&gt;forcing &lt;/b&gt;her. But if she's going, I'm definitely gonna make the BEST out of it! I wanna appreciate my best friend &amp;amp; especially the time &amp;amp; memories with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And PohChoo! I know she'd love it cause we'll be going to SPRING! There's starbucks ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean like, it's SO fast! The first term holidays are almost here already. Holidays start next Friday due to election. One day earlier. Well, that's what I heard from Ck Lily Chai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bloody lost my Perdagangan essay. I passed it up at the same time as my perdagangan book. Audrey found it &amp;amp; passed it back. BUT, my essay's GONE! I was pretty mad! That's like the BEST &amp;amp; the MOST time I've spent to write it &amp;amp; it's just gone like that. But, It's okay la. I'll take it as a value I have to learn. I'll only pass up my "work" face-to-face to teacher. Don't care. Just felt so unfair`. Over it liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My geo is like one word : &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Seriously, I'm gonna die once the paper is back. I was practically swearing throughout the paper -.-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nahh, you think I'd do that? Geez, you don't know me. I'm so DAMN HAPPY when I saw the question I wanted to faint! I was so happy that I wanted to left the whole paper blank. Don't require thinking or writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, since I did study a little. I did it la. The rest depends on the luck. Geo is really not my thing. The only subject I dislike most in Art Side. The rest are just heavenly L.O.V.E!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, what to do? I still have to sit for it during SPM. Grr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Homework to do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-3224964570703917963?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/3224964570703917963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=3224964570703917963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/3224964570703917963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/3224964570703917963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/02/currently-listening-to-your-guardian_5180.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-4421650385141957142</id><published>2008-02-26T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T22:31:08.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Currently listening to If you were mine - Marcos Hernandez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this year, the form 4 art sides will have to take &lt;span style=""&gt;Information &amp;amp; Communications Technology (ICT) for another subject in SPM. I heard that it's compulsory. I'm okay with it actually because I'm always interested with anything to do with computers &amp;amp; softwares ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be really helpful in the future too especially in Uni &amp;amp; working life. But, I really have the sudden urge to learn html codes. Not just those basics ones like center? Bold? Underline? -.-! I wanna learn how to make blogskins &amp;amp; codes to make your own homepages &amp;amp; websites! That'll be interesting. I told our ICT teacher to teach us some but he ended up asking us to join the Form 2's -.-! Which is just ridiculous. Then, he said we would be able to learn by using the internet. Google them &amp;amp; you'll get the codes. I guess he's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've finally found the PERFECT blogskin for my blog! At least, it'll feel much better with "make-ups"! I'm gonna edit it again. I just don't have enough time tonight. But, I'm satisfied!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking positively, I'm happy with my class this year with some exceptions. We'll always have a good laugh &amp;amp; I really hope that we'll mantain this way. The 4A's with only 18 students : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-4421650385141957142?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/4421650385141957142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=4421650385141957142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/4421650385141957142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/4421650385141957142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/02/currently-listening-to-if-you-were-mine.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-6048059940769438555</id><published>2008-02-26T19:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T17:05:13.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I studied Science like a silly mad-woman yesterday night. I drank coffee last night and I couldn't sleep until Jon finished calling me. Was awaken by him at 12.00am -.-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'll never stay awake even if I drank coffee cause it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; works. But, all I remembered last night was I spent an hour or so staring at the ceiling thinking about lots of stuffs. About school, about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I think my memory is starting to fail me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I put my wallet into my uniform's pocket but I was like.. searching for it during spot check because I'll have to show them and I actually thought I lost them. Wasn't panic because I can practically guess that it's at home. Today got spot check! Kinda funny especially when Ashley was checking on the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I'm like just so darn unhappy. I just felt like I hate school -.- with no particular reasons. I felt stupid after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second bro finally start working and it feel so weird to see him dress formally =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm happy for him cause he finally earns his own income.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I think I'm starting to crave for a new laptop. Which is just really bad. I want VAIO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kors, buy for me please :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.- As if that'll work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to dislike Geo. Maybe because no one practically listens to her.. but she's pretty scary when she's angry. Ck Suzanna Chong was pretty angry at us today and it's just scary =X. Finally understands that each &amp;amp; everyone of us have limits when compromising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today's the end of the assessment test for the science siders &amp;amp; Mdm Voon told us that there'll be others from the Science stream joining us at the Art Stream. Hopefully, the number of us in the class wouldn't be that big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; dear smart ppls, please stay at Science Stream! Thank you :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-6048059940769438555?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/6048059940769438555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=6048059940769438555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/6048059940769438555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/6048059940769438555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/02/well-did-i-managed-to-do-what-i-said-on.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-9204680650179507364</id><published>2008-02-23T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T00:29:52.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss New Zealand</title><content type='html'>I felt like booking a flight an fly all the way to New Zealand all by myself. Just a dream. Wouldn't happen unless.. UNLESS... there's no reason I'll be going to New Zealand again. Sobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been delaying on the post of New Zealand. I just have a lot to catch up with since I've missed school for a period of time. But, everything's pretty well.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called Amanda today &amp;amp; I'm so glad I got updated with her life. I just hate it when I talk about something to a friend of mine..i'm like talking to her past. So &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;paiseh  &lt;/span&gt;lah &amp;amp; she thinks I could be a phsychologist. - _ -'' Well, I would LOVE to. But, I just cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahh, I'm practically speechless. LoL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-9204680650179507364?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/9204680650179507364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=9204680650179507364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/9204680650179507364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/9204680650179507364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-miss-new-zealand.html' title='I miss New Zealand'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-4716257358866289392</id><published>2008-02-21T18:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T18:36:07.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss them..</title><content type='html'>I miss my classmates so much. Especially Stella, Evonne, Chris &amp;amp; KhungMing :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're like struggling in Science side &amp;amp; I'm struggling too cause I missed quite a lot of days for my New Zealand trip but it's just not the same! I'm struggling &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;myself &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;with &lt;/span&gt;them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hang up after talking with Stella for more than half an hour. I miss her so badly I wanted to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss how Stella &amp;amp; I always share our little secrets. About boys, about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everything. &lt;/span&gt;I really miss our little stupid conversations that started without us knowing it. I miss her random pokes &amp;amp; her scaring me once i'm out of the toilet. I miss you. I miss everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's time to move on. Stella isn't the one I share my little secrets with anymore. She's outdated from my secrets because we're in different class now &amp;amp; we hardly talk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never expect us to drift apart this far &amp;amp; I just couldn't belive it. She's not there when I needed her anymore because she's most probably busy studying &amp;amp; coping with the new hard subjects &amp;amp; I don't wish to bother her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is just different now &amp;amp; all I can do, is move on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-4716257358866289392?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/4716257358866289392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=4716257358866289392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/4716257358866289392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/4716257358866289392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-miss-them.html' title='I miss them..'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-9192131674270870449</id><published>2008-02-19T18:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T18:39:03.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Days</title><content type='html'>Gahh, that feeling again! Memorizing oral &amp;amp; tonnes of school stuffs to catch up once I get back to school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of memorizing English oral.. reminds me of last year when I was about to sit for PMR. Almost 3 months of blissful holidays, it's time to get back. I really have to tell myself it's time to face reality! That I'm no more in form 3, that I'm already in Form 4. NO more holiday mood for me. I MUST concentrate this year and do the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hit me real hard, and I'm definitely not feeling good about it. But, I guess it's life. I guess I'll have to endure with this life for less than two years and goodbye, seconday life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dislike the laziness in me. The blardy laziness that pull me back from being a successful person that I have always wanted to be. Another reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate that I never &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tried. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Shirley Wong. Listen uppp! It's time to concentrateeeee!! No more fooling around. It's the PAIN that you have to endure to success! You must achieve what you want to be &amp;amp; get to the university you've always dreamed off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off I go to memorize my oral.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-9192131674270870449?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/9192131674270870449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=9192131674270870449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/9192131674270870449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/9192131674270870449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/02/school-days.html' title='School Days'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-701998623563590347</id><published>2008-02-18T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T20:51:50.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes..</title><content type='html'>I just hate that I'm so weak when dealing with things last minute, I hate that all I could do when facing problems, is avoiding them instead of over-coming them. I hate that I blame &amp;amp; judge others before judging myself in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate that, I never learn from my mistakes. I never bothered &amp;amp; at the end, I regret but I'll never do anything with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whyyyy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have the attitude that nobody ever thought of? Why don't I have the attitude that I ever aim for, that I always wished for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate that I can never change for the better when I have the chance, when I always have the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I laze around when nobody's looking. I hate that in you, Shirley Wong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the fact that I'm that unaware of my future. That I planned, but never work hard towards it. How unoptimistic I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, I have practically never accomplished something that would make myself proud of except for primary school. Looking back, I don't look at myself for who I am. Who am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I wondered. Where's the invention of the time machine?.. Will it all be different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I meant? I'm avoiding the reality once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : sorry for the emo crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-701998623563590347?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/701998623563590347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=701998623563590347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/701998623563590347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/701998623563590347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/02/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes..'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-7341183983123050814</id><published>2008-02-14T15:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T10:13:36.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Zealand</title><content type='html'>Finally, the last place in New Zealand before I'm back to Kuching, Christchurch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently staying in Athena Motel &amp;amp; Apartments :) 5 star &amp;amp; a reasonable price for me but when I asked Mark, he said NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole New Zealand trip was... I have too many comments :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite city was definitely Dunedin. Maybe because University of Otago, Dunedin is one of my selections after I've completed form 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Zealand is definitely a good place for people who love mother-nature. I'm not but I still enjoy the beautiful scenery =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this trip, I planned to be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Anti-Beef&lt;br /&gt;- Anti-Lamb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whyy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY ARE SO CUTEE! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove from Auckland to other north towns &amp;amp; cities + Picton to other south towns &amp;amp; Cities. All the way, we saw many many cows &amp;amp; sheeps &amp;amp; when I see beef &amp;amp; lamb.. I felt like.. I'm eating something alive? It's like against animal's law -_-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's summer but it's pretty cold o.O! &amp;amp; it rained today when it's going to be my last day in New Zealand! I haven't shopp &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kao kao. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do miss home especially my sister ;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will blog about New Zealand when I reached home. p/s: Photographer is &lt;a href="http://www.markkie.com"&gt;Mark&lt;/a&gt;, my brother with his dSLR. My camera's abandoned :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-7341183983123050814?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/7341183983123050814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=7341183983123050814' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/7341183983123050814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/7341183983123050814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-zealand.html' title='New Zealand'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-2804085658292171954</id><published>2008-02-08T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T19:18:48.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At Changi Airport</title><content type='html'>Bloody tired &amp;amp; exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a bloody time cause it's chinese new year in Singapore &amp;amp; most of the shops are not open! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, gotta go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-2804085658292171954?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/2804085658292171954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=2804085658292171954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/2804085658292171954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/2804085658292171954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/02/at-changi-airport.html' title='At Changi Airport'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-8892879613213950028</id><published>2008-02-06T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T23:34:31.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year Eve</title><content type='html'>This would be my last post before leaving for my vacation :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you watching the beautiful fireworks? As I'm typing this, fireworks are played non-stop &amp;amp; I think I'm getting annoyed. And as I'm typing this post, the radio's playing chinese new year songs just like every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.. it's the time of the year again! Where we'll be busy entertaining visitors, serving drinks &amp;amp; food. Everyone smiling &amp;amp; practicing the superstitious :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just finished watching KO ONE, a Taiwan series :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R6nSaNlaYHI/AAAAAAAABIY/jG8JSuJ7USE/s1600-h/450px-KOOne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R6nSaNlaYHI/AAAAAAAABIY/jG8JSuJ7USE/s400/450px-KOOne.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163889795521994866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was this part when Jiro was telling Calvin what romance is, I laughed like there's no tomorrow. It was sooo lame &amp;amp; funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the part was touching. About 3 of the guy's friendship &amp;amp; about how this girl &lt;a href="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/index.php?title=Lee_Shu_Yan&amp;amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Lee Shu Yan"&gt;Lee Shu Yan&lt;/a&gt; as Huang An Qi 黃安琪 sacrificed herself for Calvin(Wang Ya Se 王亞瑟). It was really so touching!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie's really exciting as it's really .. unexpected`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i'll rate this movie 4.5/5 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. before I forget, HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next post, New Zealand?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-8892879613213950028?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/8892879613213950028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=8892879613213950028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/8892879613213950028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/8892879613213950028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/02/chinese-new-year-eve.html' title='Chinese New Year Eve'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R6nSaNlaYHI/AAAAAAAABIY/jG8JSuJ7USE/s72-c/450px-KOOne.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-2368825593368034613</id><published>2008-01-25T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T17:03:11.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekenddd!!!!</title><content type='html'>Dang I was super duper happy when the bell rang! Finallllyyy! It's the weekend again! =) Less than two weeks to Chinese New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, I have to go back to school tomorrow at 11am =( Needa decorate the Pendidikan Moral Notice Board. I chose tomorrow cause I'm lazy to decorate them during reccess time =X! I'll be bringing my camera tomorrow and yay! Pictures for my blog =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum's birthday's tonight but she doesn't wanna go out for dinner =( So my bro bought her Hilton's Cake! Happy birthday, MUMMYYYY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-2368825593368034613?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/2368825593368034613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=2368825593368034613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/2368825593368034613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/2368825593368034613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/01/weekenddd.html' title='Weekenddd!!!!'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-1492924245935104240</id><published>2008-01-22T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T20:26:39.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Addicted</title><content type='html'>I'm stuck with my internet. I couldn't even take my hands of my laptop. Haha. It's amazing how I could just all of a sudden remember that I have a blog and I need to keep my blog updated. There's just some voices in me asking me to update it. So anyways, my parents are very happy! Know whyyy? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz their rambutan trees are finally fruitful after all these years! Since we moved to our new house, everyday, my parents walk around the garden, watering the fruit trees and I'm not shock if they talk to it. Everytime we passed a house with a fruitful rambutan trees..they'll always admire them. Finally, there's a chance for others to admire my parent's "baby". =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tend to be so ... unfair! I kept bullying Patrick cause he's a prefect. Stella as well. My victims! *Evil grins* Everytime I would be like " Prefect lah! Hao Lien. " or to Patrick " You think you prefect very good is it?! Cannot teach me la! " . It's always like that. XD~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've recently sat for a Maths test and I didn't score full marks! Only PATRICK did. T_T! sobs. Anyhow, 90% should be okay to satisfy me. Sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perdagangan test on 1st February. Gee. I can't wait for my trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been addicted to IMVU and Poh Choo's addicted to Maple. Uncurable diseases T__T!`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, Maths homework to be done! ~ Tataz ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-1492924245935104240?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/1492924245935104240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=1492924245935104240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/1492924245935104240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/1492924245935104240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/01/addicted.html' title='Addicted'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-5309550138591199018</id><published>2008-01-17T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T21:55:50.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, a proper post! =)</title><content type='html'>Well, to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ICT (something about computer lah &gt;&lt;) , I forgot what's the full name -__-'' is added into Art Sider's SPM exam. Everything was okay until we were told to present it on slides. *faints straight*. I really miss my classmates. I mean my form 1-3 classmates :(~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While all my friends are struggling in Science side, I'm sitting infront of my laptop, enjoying writing my post. Life's unfair eh? Time's passing so fast and I'm really gonna turn to an adult already! I'm really afraid to think about that. Going Uni, graduate, unemployed, look for jobs, suffer working with others.. and the Shirley's tale continues....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to improve my English!! I mean seriously. Just the other day, I went to STAR book store with my sister cause she need to buy some books. I went over to the "Law sections" and took a book and read a little part of it. I nearly fainted. I could only understand 10% of the whole page. Yeah, yeah, I'm lazy to read. But now, I have to. Instead of watching powerpuff girl, I need to watch the BBC news channel! sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geografi trip to Kota Kinabaluuuu! I wish we could go Bali though. Needa do the objectives of the proposal which I have no idea what to write about and the due date is next Wednesday. My life is filled with MATHSMATHSMATHS, PERDAGANGANPERDAGANGAN and EKONOMIEKONOMI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone wanna sponsor me scholorship to anywhere except Malaysia to study LAW then come back and have a contract for 3 years to work with you? Nahh, jokins =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-5309550138591199018?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/5309550138591199018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=5309550138591199018' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/5309550138591199018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/5309550138591199018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/01/finally-proper-post.html' title='Finally, a proper post! =)'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-2918666847804186395</id><published>2008-01-14T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:17:02.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is SO real</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial;"&gt;( Play song at the side )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Teardrops On My Guitar" by Taylor Swift &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That I want and I'm needing everything that we should be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And she's got everything that I have to live without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Drew talks to me, I laugh cause it's so damn funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That I can't even see anyone when he's with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And there he goes, so perfectly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The kind of flawless I wish I could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She'd better hold him tight, give him all her love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[Repeat Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'll put his picture down and maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Get some sleep tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He's the time taken up, but there's never enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And he's all that I need to fall into..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-2918666847804186395?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/2918666847804186395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=2918666847804186395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/2918666847804186395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/2918666847804186395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-is-so-real.html' title='This is SO real'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-4215341160441614050</id><published>2008-01-14T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T11:40:52.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet in ICT class</title><content type='html'>zomg! FUN! Can't belive im blogging in school :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-4215341160441614050?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/4215341160441614050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=4215341160441614050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/4215341160441614050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/4215341160441614050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/01/internet-in-ict-class.html' title='Internet in ICT class'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-2540566041262293559</id><published>2008-01-08T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T19:33:49.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mum's coming bacck!</title><content type='html'>Gonna pick her from airport! hah. Darn, I really think I'm really stuck with my mum lar. Sheesh. I feel so embarassed. Mum just left for a few days together with my dad, sis and bro and I missed my mum terribly. What? It's goood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though most of the time, we're like cats and dogs but I love my mummy more than I love myself. -__- ! I don't know why I tend to stuck to my mum more. I feel like bringing her along with me when I study overseas after next year =D But, cannot lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-2540566041262293559?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/2540566041262293559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=2540566041262293559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/2540566041262293559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/2540566041262293559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/01/mums-coming-bacck.html' title='Mum&apos;s coming bacck!'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-7122421892886347039</id><published>2008-01-03T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T21:01:16.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day at school</title><content type='html'>Well, today was pretty alright. Except for the assembly. There's practically not enough seats o.0! And BM! Gawd. I miss Cikgu Danny's teaching so much! Ck Tan is just soo -.- I want Ck Danny to teach BM again :( Anyways, Economics was pretty awesome. Teacher's strict but pretty fun. Making us laugh with her lame jokes. We haven't got our textbooks and workbooks yet but I hope it'll come tomorrow cause I planned to buy some reference books to study tomorrow night. I don't wish to buy the same book. I had forgotten to photostate the book list -.-! Oh yes, I have to bring a story book starting tomorrow and it must not be Singapore Ghost Story. I have to adapt to a whole new surrounding, with friends I've NEVER mixed before, with each teachers having different rules. It's hard. T_T! Alright, I'm gonna study now as it's one of my 2008 resolutions right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-7122421892886347039?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/7122421892886347039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=7122421892886347039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/7122421892886347039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/7122421892886347039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-day-at-school.html' title='First day at school'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-4894551997682923413</id><published>2008-01-02T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T19:21:28.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School starts tomorrow</title><content type='html'>Can't belive I'm already in Form 4. Time flies and I grow older so fast -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how I felt today. I felt excited at first thinking about going back to school, but the next moment, I don't feel that excitement -.0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-4894551997682923413?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/4894551997682923413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=4894551997682923413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/4894551997682923413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/4894551997682923413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2008/01/school-starts-tomorrow.html' title='School starts tomorrow'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-2439340493818999757</id><published>2008-01-01T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T00:35:14.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>2008 is finally here :) Soo... How's my 2007?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It surely is the best year in my life :) It totally beats 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is the best year of my life always in the year of public examinations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, the only new year's resolution I have in my mind now is study really hard and score excellent results. Maybe it's due to my disappointment in my PMR results. Yea, yea. It was pretty horrible. Don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, I wanna go New Zealand! Grr* I wonder how's the plans going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to clean my studying desk as school starts the day after tomorrow. I'll clean in the afternoon. =D It's a good day! Wash all the bad memories, the bad luck and let all the good luck rush in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-__-'' Sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I used to think that working is much better than studying? Now, I prefer to study instead of working. Don't ask. LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, what shall I do later on after I wake up from my sleep? Yes, yes, clean up my table and get ready for school! Should I be excited? or the other way round? Should I be sighing in depression or screaming in excitement?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was in Taipei to join their 2008 countdown. It looks darn exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, HAPPY 2008!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : I'm gonna make this year the BEST year ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-2439340493818999757?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/2439340493818999757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=2439340493818999757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/2439340493818999757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/2439340493818999757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-413577770050946553</id><published>2007-12-29T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T15:46:11.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tang Yuen</title><content type='html'>It's a super belated post XD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I used my bro's dslR to that the pictures below ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R3X67WsOZ9I/AAAAAAAABH0/adi4ftIs3wM/s1600-h/DSC_0175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R3X67WsOZ9I/AAAAAAAABH0/adi4ftIs3wM/s400/DSC_0175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149297646578329554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R3X67msOZ-I/AAAAAAAABH8/TGNc6ArgaPM/s1600-h/DSC_0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R3X67msOZ-I/AAAAAAAABH8/TGNc6ArgaPM/s400/DSC_0180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149297650873296866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R3X67msOZ_I/AAAAAAAABIE/uQjw_9mGbZg/s1600-h/DSC_0181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R3X67msOZ_I/AAAAAAAABIE/uQjw_9mGbZg/s400/DSC_0181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149297650873296882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaay. I guess that's all for the tang yuen pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's starting in less than a week and what have I prepared? nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-413577770050946553?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/413577770050946553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=413577770050946553' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/413577770050946553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/413577770050946553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/12/tang-yuen.html' title='Tang Yuen'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R3X67WsOZ9I/AAAAAAAABH0/adi4ftIs3wM/s72-c/DSC_0175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-2339085559788927039</id><published>2007-12-24T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T11:51:45.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially FIFTEEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-2339085559788927039?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/2339085559788927039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=2339085559788927039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/2339085559788927039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/2339085559788927039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/12/officially-fifteen.html' title='Officially FIFTEEN'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-7045833045928801755</id><published>2007-12-22T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T15:47:58.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's my fault.</title><content type='html'>p/s : Gonna be a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;boring &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;selfish &lt;/span&gt;post ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I always the one putting in effort to maintain a friendship? Why am I always getting hurt and disappointed when the other one don't know a thing? Yes, you can say I expect too much in a friendship. But, I can't take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't bestfriend suppose to be there for you when you need them? When you're facing ups and downs? To share the happiness and sadness together? To comfort you when you're down. To lend a shoulder when you need to cry. I don't feel this at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The random talks, the boring talks, the craps we use to share isn't fun for you anymore. Why am I always the one there for you when you needed someone by your side,to listen to your problems, to understand you. But you disappeared when I needed you the most and you tend to be the one who don't understand me the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always the one putting effort and time yet you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never &lt;/span&gt;treasured and appreciate it. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I never good enough to satisfy you? Who am I to you when I treated you the best friend anyone could ever have? Why do I even bother to put in endless effort when you did &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year, on your birthday, I planned fun activities to celebrate with you. The first year we met, the second year we met and this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what have you done for me? (: An sms. Every year, I really hope to have more than that. Even if we DID go out, it's all planned by me. I'm sick of everything planned only by ME and you, to follow it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I wonder.. who am I to you? Just a friend, I now know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I always choosing the wrong best buddy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Since primary school, I've always mix with the wrong person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime, I wish you were the one to be the first to wish me happy birthday and the first to listen to my happy story, you're never the first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just that, I'm so sick of calling you &amp;amp; smsing you to inform you new things I'm happy to have and just craps about how I am today, new friends I mix with today, etc... why can't I never get to share it with you? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks KhungMing, for the birthday wishes though you thought it was today when it's tommorow. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-7045833045928801755?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/7045833045928801755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=7045833045928801755' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/7045833045928801755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/7045833045928801755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-my-fault.html' title='It&apos;s my fault.'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-1328099480344258797</id><published>2007-12-21T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T15:10:19.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PMR result 2007</title><content type='html'>PMR result 2007 releasing on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;27 of december 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-1328099480344258797?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/1328099480344258797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=1328099480344258797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/1328099480344258797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/1328099480344258797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/12/pmr-result-2007.html' title='PMR result 2007'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-8903427909224779683</id><published>2007-12-20T17:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T17:05:19.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make everyday a beautiful day</title><content type='html'>Got this phrase from a calendar and I love it. I find it truly meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is the beginning of a new day. You have been blessed with it to use as you please. You can waste it or make it a fruitful one. What you do is important because you are exchanging a day of your life for it. When it passes, you'll never get it back again. Treasure it. Make full use of it, doing good for your fellowmen, the environment. At the end of the day, you can look back and reflect on it well spent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-8903427909224779683?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/8903427909224779683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=8903427909224779683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/8903427909224779683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/8903427909224779683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/12/make-everyday-beautiful-day.html' title='Make everyday a beautiful day'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-5023005962932042817</id><published>2007-12-18T17:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T17:19:42.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays coming</title><content type='html'>Eldest bro's birthday's the day after tomorrow and mine 3 days after his. Birth date almost the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday's coming..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas's coming..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result's coming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008's coming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's coming..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-5023005962932042817?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/5023005962932042817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=5023005962932042817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/5023005962932042817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/5023005962932042817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/12/birthdays-coming.html' title='Birthdays coming'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-3477629495438171883</id><published>2007-12-16T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T14:13:31.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Runaway post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted to blog about Evonne's pool party and Khung Ming's b'day out but I was suffering from a horrible headache. -__-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, Evonne's pool party was awesome. Everyone went into the pool except for Stella cause she was allergy to the chlorine in the water. But it was a pretty good thing. She was the photographer of the day (for Ash and I) . Well, until I got up la (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pulled in by Daph. I did not plan to get into the pool cause I wanted to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;teman &lt;/span&gt;Stella. But when everyone got into the pool except Stella and I, I know there would be a bunch of fun I'll missed. Until I was wet by Daph. Then got pulled in. And once I got in, everyone started to splash water on me. Even Edward and Natalie (shooting water gun at me -__-) For at least 5-10 minutes okay. All vs. one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S6W2sOZhI/AAAAAAAABEQ/6MGglg6zqqc/s1600-h/DSCN3169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S6W2sOZhI/AAAAAAAABEQ/6MGglg6zqqc/s400/DSCN3169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144441576164845074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S6XGsOZiI/AAAAAAAABEY/SmGaiaIwUow/s1600-h/DSCN3172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S6XGsOZiI/AAAAAAAABEY/SmGaiaIwUow/s400/DSCN3172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144441580459812386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was really happy to see Nate again. We used to be classmate (form 1) but she moved to Green Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S6XWsOZjI/AAAAAAAABEg/oocAkxDQ2TM/s1600-h/DSCN3176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S6XWsOZjI/AAAAAAAABEg/oocAkxDQ2TM/s400/DSCN3176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144441584754779698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S6XWsOZkI/AAAAAAAABEo/4E4CjDrHUs4/s1600-h/DSCN3177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S6XWsOZkI/AAAAAAAABEo/4E4CjDrHUs4/s400/DSCN3177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144441584754779714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S6XWsOZlI/AAAAAAAABEw/tQmUUqF3CKk/s1600-h/DSCN3178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S6XWsOZlI/AAAAAAAABEw/tQmUUqF3CKk/s400/DSCN3178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144441584754779730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S7wmsOZmI/AAAAAAAABE4/Os1H6kG-kcQ/s1600-h/DSCN3180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S7wmsOZmI/AAAAAAAABE4/Os1H6kG-kcQ/s400/DSCN3180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144443118058104418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S7w2sOZnI/AAAAAAAABFA/fXdfwufyurU/s1600-h/DSCN3181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S7w2sOZnI/AAAAAAAABFA/fXdfwufyurU/s400/DSCN3181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144443122353071730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S7w2sOZoI/AAAAAAAABFI/Qoc1nW9hKY0/s1600-h/DSCN3182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S7w2sOZoI/AAAAAAAABFI/Qoc1nW9hKY0/s400/DSCN3182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144443122353071746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S7xGsOZqI/AAAAAAAABFY/47rwTDiXFRg/s1600-h/DSCN3188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S7xGsOZqI/AAAAAAAABFY/47rwTDiXFRg/s400/DSCN3188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144443126648039074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S7xGsOZpI/AAAAAAAABFQ/SPWihKdiLds/s1600-h/DSCN3186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S7xGsOZpI/AAAAAAAABFQ/SPWihKdiLds/s400/DSCN3186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144443126648039058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only swim for about an hour plus. Then I got up and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;teman  &lt;/span&gt;Stella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked around and settled down at the swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried taking photos of her but she didn't want to. It's really hard to take a proper shot of her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In process...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S8p2sOZsI/AAAAAAAABFo/F2trxAVNcrc/s1600-h/DSCN3199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S8p2sOZsI/AAAAAAAABFo/F2trxAVNcrc/s400/DSCN3199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144444101605615298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S8qGsOZuI/AAAAAAAABF4/t_NogcpBtQg/s1600-h/DSCN3203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S8qGsOZuI/AAAAAAAABF4/t_NogcpBtQg/s400/DSCN3203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144444105900582626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S8qGsOZvI/AAAAAAAABGA/Ue_m-InA-_4/s1600-h/DSCN3204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S8qGsOZvI/AAAAAAAABGA/Ue_m-InA-_4/s400/DSCN3204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144444105900582642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S9vGsOZwI/AAAAAAAABGI/hN7hW7q5B6M/s1600-h/DSCN3205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S9vGsOZwI/AAAAAAAABGI/hN7hW7q5B6M/s400/DSCN3205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144445291311556354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S8qGsOZtI/AAAAAAAABFw/bwXrzlHwAkk/s1600-h/DSCN3200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S8qGsOZtI/AAAAAAAABFw/bwXrzlHwAkk/s400/DSCN3200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144444105900582610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gotcha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She said she'll cry and run away if I take picture of her one more time. But I continued. And she did -___-''!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S9vGsOZyI/AAAAAAAABGY/iI0VifUlyYU/s1600-h/DSCN3208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S9vGsOZyI/AAAAAAAABGY/iI0VifUlyYU/s400/DSCN3208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144445291311556386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S9vWsOZzI/AAAAAAAABGg/teMmWAxAF2E/s1600-h/DSCN3210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S9vWsOZzI/AAAAAAAABGg/teMmWAxAF2E/s400/DSCN3210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144445295606523698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But she came back! She thinks her hair is nice XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S9vWsOZ0I/AAAAAAAABGo/EtPweJ8pPf8/s1600-h/DSCN3217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S9vWsOZ0I/AAAAAAAABGo/EtPweJ8pPf8/s400/DSCN3217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144445295606523714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she thought I was taking picture of her cleavage but I wasn't! I was taking photos of our feet! &gt; __ &lt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S-j2sOZ1I/AAAAAAAABGw/iKQyeu6ZnVQ/s1600-h/DSCN3219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S-j2sOZ1I/AAAAAAAABGw/iKQyeu6ZnVQ/s400/DSCN3219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144446197549655890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pizza arrived (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S-kGsOZ2I/AAAAAAAABG4/sb4m7-szu6s/s1600-h/DSCN3220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S-kGsOZ2I/AAAAAAAABG4/sb4m7-szu6s/s400/DSCN3220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144446201844623202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pei Yao chasing after the pizza. +.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S-kGsOZ3I/AAAAAAAABHA/tJCVGAZZOzY/s1600-h/DSCN3229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S-kGsOZ3I/AAAAAAAABHA/tJCVGAZZOzY/s400/DSCN3229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144446201844623218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wallpaper of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day... Was late for the KM's birthday so it was over ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S-kWsOZ4I/AAAAAAAABHI/VPPNIO0Ibls/s1600-h/DSCN3251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S-kWsOZ4I/AAAAAAAABHI/VPPNIO0Ibls/s400/DSCN3251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144446206139590530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S-kWsOZ5I/AAAAAAAABHQ/dLaiQUMZjWw/s1600-h/DSCN3253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S-kWsOZ5I/AAAAAAAABHQ/dLaiQUMZjWw/s400/DSCN3253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144446206139590546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Evonne and Shi Chun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we still get to eat at Hartz! Paid by KM (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S_xWsOZ6I/AAAAAAAABHY/eHEbWhMcLac/s1600-h/DSCN3254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S_xWsOZ6I/AAAAAAAABHY/eHEbWhMcLac/s400/DSCN3254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144447528989517730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started to learn Adobe photoshop a few weeks ago and was really happy. It's a hobby for me now ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd bro's DSLR, Nikon D80 is here! After so long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;picture grabbed from his blog. http://www.markkie.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2TAx2sOZ7I/AAAAAAAABHg/YNmo0z6uXG8/s1600-h/d80-0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2TAx2sOZ7I/AAAAAAAABHg/YNmo0z6uXG8/s400/d80-0031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144448637091080114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Long nose camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drooolsss! stabs him*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-3477629495438171883?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/3477629495438171883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=3477629495438171883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/3477629495438171883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/3477629495438171883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/12/runaway-post.html' title='Runaway post'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R2S6W2sOZhI/AAAAAAAABEQ/6MGglg6zqqc/s72-c/DSCN3169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-7148328256039275606</id><published>2007-12-14T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T21:07:42.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you belive in friends forever?</title><content type='html'>P/S : It's gonna be a boring long post with WORDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember when I hated going to school when I was still studying in St Mary because of her. My life was miserable with her around. I had to face her. Thank God! We were seperated when we were in primary 6. We were really close for about 2 years, primary 3-5. When I meant close, I meant like.. superbly close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what happened? I really don't know. All I remembered was our friendship was very fake. I BOUGHT our friendship. Yes, with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;money.&lt;/span&gt; Everytime I make her angry or most of the time, she just threw tantrums at me for no reason, only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;money&lt;/span&gt; was able to take our friendship back. And yes, I was that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;idiot&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stupid &lt;/span&gt;to pay her in order to continue or friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a slave to her. She treated me like her dog, her follower. She took me for granted. Day by day, I had to pay her. I seriously had to pay her for everything. To make her happy, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;money.&lt;/span&gt; I treated her like a bestfriend I would never have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind her treating me like a slave, I don't mind at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when she actually did this, I was truly pissed. I can't belive those words actually came out from her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime our ex-schoolmates talk about me, she would turned really pissed and bad-mouth me. Saying bad words then my name. "Like **** Shirley. That b****?! Don't talk about her!"&lt;br /&gt;The problem is, What did I do ? Seriously, I have NO idea at all what I did. I did whatever she wants me to do. I tried SO hard to stabalize our friendship and this is how I was treated. Telling ALL my classmates that since I've moved to Lodge, I started calling her biatch, I started calling her a facker bitch. Throwing bad words to her. Did I ? OMG la. Since I moved to Lodge, I didn't even talk about her. I don't even REMEMBER her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in form 1, I was invited to a good friend of mine's party and I don't know anyone except her. So, I asked HER to go with me. I was sms-ing with a good friend of mine. A guy. Guess what she did? She borrowed my handphone, telling me that she wanted to borrow it to take a look. She took his number. -__- '' I guess we were both from a female-only school so maybe she's desperate for some guy friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took his number. What big deal right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think I mind that meh ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She miss call him. Then my friend went and sms her. Asking her who is she. She went sorry la, wrong person, can we be friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That one, still acceptable right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told him non-sense about me. Stupid stuffs and unfortunately, my friend was interested and they started going out as friends. My friend belived her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I done to her to deserve this? She hates me now. She bad-mouth and curse me non-stop when she heard my name. If you have no idea how good i treated her, you could ask my parents. I did all the best to play my part as a bestfriend. I did EVERYTHING. I always questioned myself, What else could I do ? To satisfy her? I was left blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are my bestfriends never forever? Especially when I tried my best to maintain them? What about my current bestfriends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will we last forever?&lt;br /&gt;Stella? Evonne? Ash? Daph? Khung Ming? Chris?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is really fragile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the girl I've been talking about just now. No matter what, you've left sweet memories in me. I'll always treasure those memories. Time passed, and you've grown up to a teenager already. Prettier and more guy-friends too. I just wanna be the first to wish you Happy Birthday since your birthday's tomorrow. I'll still remember your birthday because you remembered mine (:&lt;br /&gt;HappyBirthday, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-7148328256039275606?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/7148328256039275606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=7148328256039275606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/7148328256039275606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/7148328256039275606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/12/do-you-belive-in-friends-forever.html' title='Do you belive in friends forever?'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-8574489909612137646</id><published>2007-12-14T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T12:26:53.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moodless</title><content type='html'>Sien. Holidays are ending, PMR results are gonna release like real soon. Darn, hate this feeling. Got headache for the past few days. Panadols tend to be useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm suffering from sleeping disorder. Gee. Sounds stupid. Since I came back from Taipei,  I wasn't able to sleep without waking up at least 3-4 times. I tend to always open my eyes widely in a sudden. Looking around, an hour later, fall asleep then wake up again. Sighs* I can only sleep in the morning, when I see the sun rising at about 6.30-6.40pm. What's wrong with me? I think I'm afraid of ghost. sheesh. -__- '' But it's funny. Very often when I wake up in the middle of the night, I would just walk to the toilet, then to my phone to see what time it is. Most of the time, It would be between 4-4.30am. -__ - ... four/4 is not a good number!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I feel like waking my sister up cause she's sleeping just next to me. But looking at her "having-a-wonderful-dream-don't-disturb-me" face, I back out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's going on ?! I told my mum about it but she said I'm too afraid of my results. The point is, I wasn't even thinking about it at all for the whole holidays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-8574489909612137646?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/8574489909612137646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=8574489909612137646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/8574489909612137646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/8574489909612137646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/12/moodless.html' title='Moodless'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-3452230314751145102</id><published>2007-12-10T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T13:22:51.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fighting over cutie XP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R1zLbaHKw3I/AAAAAAAABDg/1FV21pzWfZw/s1600-h/Image1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R1zLbaHKw3I/AAAAAAAABDg/1FV21pzWfZw/s400/Image1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142208546276557682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Click it to enlarge it =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fighting over who? o.0! Who's that cutie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R1zMyKHKw6I/AAAAAAAABD4/_vwZpa4NPIE/s1600-h/02-01-07_2036_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R1zMyKHKw6I/AAAAAAAABD4/_vwZpa4NPIE/s400/02-01-07_2036_0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142210036630209442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R1zMyaHKw7I/AAAAAAAABEA/UGyXc_BlNDU/s1600-h/Cayden+Matthew+McGregor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R1zMyaHKw7I/AAAAAAAABEA/UGyXc_BlNDU/s400/Cayden+Matthew+McGregor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142210040925176754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CAYDEN's mine mine mine! o.0!&lt;br /&gt;p/s : Photos are copyrighted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God Cayden's in Canada! If not, I think Daph and I would be snatching him from one another!&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Cayden!&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/270932785726942443-3452230314751145102?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/3452230314751145102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=3452230314751145102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/3452230314751145102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/3452230314751145102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/12/fighting-over-cutie-xp.html' title='Fighting over cutie XP'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R1zLbaHKw3I/AAAAAAAABDg/1FV21pzWfZw/s72-c/Image1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-5112908207040658719</id><published>2007-12-09T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T22:14:16.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, I've been hiding all these while!</title><content type='html'>Nevermind. I've been hiding myself from blogging and watching tv recently! I've been addicted to IMVU! It's a software where you get to chat like msn but in a more interesting way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words appear in bubbles, there's characters and you get to dress them up. You'll get to own your own profile and purchase products by using credits for your characters also known as avatar in IMVU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, what have been on with my life recently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R1v0_KHKwvI/AAAAAAAABCg/zOL7jEPEvVo/s1600-h/04122007513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R1v0_KHKwvI/AAAAAAAABCg/zOL7jEPEvVo/s400/04122007513.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141972765456909042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The SONY digital camera came earlier than I thought it would be. It came with poslaju! But I expect it to arrive at the week of my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evonne invited me to the food court owned by her family few weeks ago but I didn't have time to go. So today, Evonne, Daph and I met up at her food court, FOOD AVENUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, pictures aren't that clear cause I'm using my phone camera. Forgotten to bring my camera. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R1v0_aHKwwI/AAAAAAAABCo/cbjCfLjk51g/s1600-h/09122007581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R1v0_aHKwwI/AAAAAAAABCo/cbjCfLjk51g/s400/09122007581.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141972769751876354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The oh-so-beautiful christmas decorations in the food court!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R1v0_qHKwxI/AAAAAAAABCw/-3hAkBzjJrE/s1600-h/09122007582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R1v0_qHKwxI/AAAAAAAABCw/-3hAkBzjJrE/s400/09122007582.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141972774046843666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Logo designed by EVONNE! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing we ordered there were chocolate special(drinks), LokLok, Crispy Popiah and CHEESE spring roll. Pictures below (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R1v0_qHKwyI/AAAAAAAABC4/5JTWbnUAA1U/s1600-h/09122007583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R1v0_qHKwyI/AAAAAAAABC4/5JTWbnUAA1U/s400/09122007583.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141972774046843682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Frieddddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R1v0_6HKwzI/AAAAAAAABDA/49rtVsuYFzA/s1600-h/09122007584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R1v0_6HKwzI/AAAAAAAABDA/49rtVsuYFzA/s400/09122007584.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141972778341810994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cheese spring rolls&lt;br /&gt;FRIEDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pimples gonna start growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R1v27qHKw0I/AAAAAAAABDI/lyl14jsuIGs/s1600-h/09122007585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R1v27qHKw0I/AAAAAAAABDI/lyl14jsuIGs/s400/09122007585.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141974904350622530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CRISPY popiah. How often do you hear that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R1v276HKw1I/AAAAAAAABDQ/cCmQg6eadSg/s1600-h/09122007586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R1v276HKw1I/AAAAAAAABDQ/cCmQg6eadSg/s400/09122007586.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141974908645589842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chocolate special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating, we walked over to Everrise which is like just beside the food court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R1v276HKw2I/AAAAAAAABDY/Bwj313o7zzg/s1600-h/09122007589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R1v276HKw2I/AAAAAAAABDY/Bwj313o7zzg/s400/09122007589.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141974908645589858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow = Evonne's po0l party.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday = Khung Ming's birthday party at Hartz.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday = Bro coming back from Perth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atleast this week's gonna be pretty exciting (:&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/270932785726942443-5112908207040658719?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/5112908207040658719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=5112908207040658719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/5112908207040658719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/5112908207040658719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/12/yes-ive-been-hiding-all-these-while.html' title='Yes, I&apos;ve been hiding all these while!'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R1v0_KHKwvI/AAAAAAAABCg/zOL7jEPEvVo/s72-c/04122007513.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-5498589576752417226</id><published>2007-12-04T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T11:05:04.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Natural eyes, contact lenses?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R1TDlaHKwsI/AAAAAAAABCM/14PXj_WAnyk/s1600-R/blueee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R1TDlaHKwsI/AAAAAAAABCM/xyKQSLmymKQ/s400/blueee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139948122168541890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T _ T! I could never get that coloured contact lens! Cause the blue are just so.. normal -.- "&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/270932785726942443-5498589576752417226?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/5498589576752417226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=5498589576752417226' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/5498589576752417226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/5498589576752417226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/12/natural-eyes-contact-lenses.html' title='Natural eyes, contact lenses?'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R1TDlaHKwsI/AAAAAAAABCM/xyKQSLmymKQ/s72-c/blueee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-7283074398096377004</id><published>2007-12-03T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T22:19:41.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camera's here</title><content type='html'>Omigoshy. When I was like doing my stuffs in the office, the BOX finally arrived! I thought it would arrive right on my b'day but then, it came like 20 days earlier -__-'' But anyways, I was supper SHOCKED! at the same time excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog about it tomorrow. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-7283074398096377004?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/7283074398096377004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=7283074398096377004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/7283074398096377004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/7283074398096377004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/12/cameras-here.html' title='Camera&apos;s here'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-4711046484843740623</id><published>2007-12-01T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T23:13:37.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laptop's back</title><content type='html'>Laptop's back and once I got the wireless fixed, I quickly downloaded like.. so many softwares. -__-'' sien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the pc fair today and it was alright. Went there with Bryan and my bro. I bought myself a 2gb "Kingston" thumbdrive for RM45. My aunt said it was pretty cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw SONY VAIO today! Soooooo nice. Bryan loves the white one but I love the black one. Most of the computer is in Windows Vista already instead of the normal Windows XP and it look much much better also. Feel like installing it into my computer. But I'm still wondering whether I should or should not. Help help help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I got my laptop back, I start to appreciate it more lor. It's sooo bored living without a laptop for about 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard's living for Dubai tomorrow! Lucky dude! Don't always said I go Taiwan better la hor? I lovee to travel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna kill my laptop anymore so it's like I super &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sayang &lt;/span&gt;it right now. But.. I can't promise it'll last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-4711046484843740623?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/4711046484843740623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=4711046484843740623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/4711046484843740623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/4711046484843740623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/12/laptops-back.html' title='Laptop&apos;s back'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-8079598211415055521</id><published>2007-11-24T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T20:10:25.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>looking back</title><content type='html'>I was looking through my previous post again. I was really proud to own a blog that truly belongs to me. Like the post on the night before PMR. Reading that post reminds me of that night. When I was thinking, what if I didn't get an A for that paper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have to prepare for next year already. I'm gonna try my very best to excel in my studies. After all the lessons I've been through. I think it's really the time for me to change and think about my future lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2nd bro's coming back on 14 Dec. Which is like really soon. After him, it's gonna be my turn. 2 more years and goodbye Malaysia. I wonder.. will I turn out to be what I wanna be? Or totally the opposite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will I be when I'm working?... Will I be fired after only working for a week? Am I gonna survive with porridge and potatoes? @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't imagine. I think it's too early for me to think about those. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna enjoy my life to the fullest now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-8079598211415055521?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/8079598211415055521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=8079598211415055521' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/8079598211415055521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/8079598211415055521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/11/looking-back.html' title='looking back'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-4831001449694879599</id><published>2007-11-21T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T15:11:00.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad luck</title><content type='html'>I've been really bad luck recently. Everything in my life seems dark ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever in my hands, sure spoil one. The dvd player which I used to watch the movie died right after I use it. My laptop is undergo-ing  "organ transplant" in the "hospital". My camera passed out and decided to come back alive when I really, seriously need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, when I was reading a blog, the printer went crazy and started to print the 22 post (which is like the whole blog post) -__-'' I started to panic that I just restarted the whole computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a moment ago, when I wanted to select print for a document, the printer decided to jam on me. Darn! Then, when my bro stood beside me, then I select print, it came out perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough with the unlucky post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-4831001449694879599?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/4831001449694879599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=4831001449694879599' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/4831001449694879599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/4831001449694879599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/11/bad-luck.html' title='Bad luck'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-7791566805046661353</id><published>2007-11-20T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T19:44:56.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't wait for my new camera!</title><content type='html'>I'm not buying a new camera. It's just a gift after you redeem points you earned from your credit card. It'll take about a month for the camera to come =( I'm anxiously waiting for it right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The model of the camera's &lt;strong&gt;SONY! DSC-S650&lt;/strong&gt;. I'm not sure about the function but it sure isn't as slim as my Nikon coolpix S9 digicam. =( Which means I won't be able to fit it into my pocket like the camera I'm using right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see how good the camera would be when it arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know's it's 7.2MP, 3x optical zoom, ISO 1000 sensitivity, 2.0'' LCD screen and a 24MB internal memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always wanted to own SONY things. Like SONY VAIO &amp;amp; SONY CYBERSHOT T200.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134886163333419714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R0LHwn-OksI/AAAAAAAABBw/5VZyhXCEuOo/s400/sony-dsc-s650.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Sony DSC-S650 ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;@ _ @ !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Can't belive it's 20th of November already! Time pass so fast! One month plus to PMR results! To school re-open! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Best part of all, my second bro (who's gonna be my personal driver) is come back from Perth liao. *evil laughs* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-7791566805046661353?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/7791566805046661353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=7791566805046661353' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/7791566805046661353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/7791566805046661353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/11/cant-wait-for-my-new-camera.html' title='Can&apos;t wait for my new camera!'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R0LHwn-OksI/AAAAAAAABBw/5VZyhXCEuOo/s72-c/sony-dsc-s650.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-4251498007569814173</id><published>2007-11-19T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T19:14:35.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BRATZ the movie</title><content type='html'>Last night, I've just watched a movie called "BRATZ ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that pop in my mind when talking about BRATZ is the .. barbie doll.. I used to own one =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R0FutX-OkoI/AAAAAAAABBQ/GFvP0TmWYqw/s1600-h/bratz-denim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R0FutX-OkoI/AAAAAAAABBQ/GFvP0TmWYqw/s400/bratz-denim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134506775987262082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R0Futn-OkpI/AAAAAAAABBY/hbOe_4zGHSI/s1600-h/bratz2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R0Futn-OkpI/AAAAAAAABBY/hbOe_4zGHSI/s400/bratz2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134506780282229394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, back to the movie. The movies was okay i guess. But Cheetah Girls is still better. The theme of the story is basically about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friendship&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite character in the movie's Janel Parish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R0Fut3-OkqI/AAAAAAAABBg/3rc9EfT-GSk/s1600-h/bratz3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R0Fut3-OkqI/AAAAAAAABBg/3rc9EfT-GSk/s400/bratz3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134506784577196706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her voice is super sweet can. The video of her singing "Rainy day" is at the end of the movie when all the credits are out. Luckily I didn't just stop the video or I'd regret very much. I'm bloody obsessed with this song. -__- ''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In youtube, the URL's disabled, so I can't put it in my blog. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, if you want the link...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here it is :  http://youtube.com/watch?v=-WtrchzjrUs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're looking for good movies to watch, this would be a rather good suggestion =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-4251498007569814173?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/4251498007569814173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=4251498007569814173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/4251498007569814173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/4251498007569814173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/11/bratz-movie.html' title='BRATZ the movie'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/R0FutX-OkoI/AAAAAAAABBQ/GFvP0TmWYqw/s72-c/bratz-denim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-8161194918323584654</id><published>2007-11-18T17:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T17:53:22.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is blogging like writing a diary?</title><content type='html'>I don't keep a diary. Do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my bro used to own one. I found it once in his room and I read it. So what? It's not like you really put it aside if you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; that it's a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;diary&lt;/span&gt;! We're all like that lar. Curiousity kills as Ron says it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know how or why I started blogging. Maybe I got inspired by famous bloggers? I really don't know lar. But isn't it good? Things I wanna remember, things I wanna look back. Mistakes, ups and downs of my life. I don't wanna forget how I go through those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cedric is right. I'm always that blogger who only wanted attention and readers. Sometimes, I really envy people's blog who has tonnes of comments and visitors. But me? I don't. I get discourage and I really wanted to give up on blogging. But then, I realize that it's not important. I have the MOST important reader already and that's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if I've annoyed people who have been reading my blog and just hate it when I indirectly or directly mention about readers, readers and readers! Really sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize a lot after I started to blog. I realize that this is mine. I own this website but you have the decision to leave or continue reading. I don't mind. I don't have the ability to satisfy people like other bloggers do and I know I can't. This blog, is for me to keep the records of my life. I keep updating this blog for myself! I don't wanna make this blog a burden to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I've realize all those. I enjoy blogging to the fullest. The most important bit is satisfying myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you haven't started blogging. Do try! You have nothing to lose right? It's FREE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-8161194918323584654?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/8161194918323584654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=8161194918323584654' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/8161194918323584654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/8161194918323584654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/11/is-blogging-like-writing-diary.html' title='Is blogging like writing a diary?'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-9215025403022910948</id><published>2007-11-16T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T11:19:15.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>is this just the facts of life ?</title><content type='html'>We're all humans and we're all created by God. There's always a saying that says nobody's perfect or, we're equal / we're all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT life's &lt;strong&gt;different&lt;/strong&gt; to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE person can treat many many ways to different people. Get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an example, Adam's a rich kid while Kelvin's a below average kid. There were 10 kids who joined the trip to the beach and their teachers allow them for a swim. The wave were too strong that Adam and Kelvin got washed away. But, the teacher only intend to save the rich kid. Why? Because the rich kid got money mar. Their parents sure very &lt;em&gt;kamsia&lt;/em&gt;(thank) the teacher surely give $$$$ . But of course, not all people are like that. But there are some in the olden days. Actually, this is not an example lor..-__-'' It's actually based on a real experience. Not by me but by someone close to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it the fact of life that rich people are look up and average-paid people are look down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like when you're driving mercedes, you get to park at a VIP place and give tips. But when you're driving a kancil, you get chased away saying that this is reserved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have anyone gone through those dreadful experience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it like that but I can't change anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like, most of us want to pass with flying colours and get scholorship and get into one of the best universities in the world then settle down at a well-paid job. But there are some of us that couldn't make it due to financial problems, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In primary school, I remember my English teacher asking our class to write a short essay on " What I want to be when I grow up".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And surely most of us go like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I grow up, I want to be a doctor "&lt;br /&gt;"When I grow up, I want to be a scientist"&lt;br /&gt;"When I grow up, I want to be a lawyer"&lt;br /&gt;"When I grow up, I want to be a .......! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any of you EVER have the ambition to be a ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rubbish collector?&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;cleaner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I don't like how some people convinced their child to study hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an example..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Boy, you have to study hard starting today onwards okay? Mummy/daddy don't want you to be a toilet cleaner later."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Girl, if you don't want to be a rubbish collector, smelly smelly one, you have to study hard! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just plain insulting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I look up at them. You think they want to be a cleaner? You think they like to be a rubbish collector? Everyday picking up your dirty tissues, washing your toilet after you poo. They WORK to earn money. They let down their own name to work and earn money to support their family. They deserve at least a smile everytime you walk pass them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know someone who look down at herself VERY much because she's not well-educated. She studied up to only primary 6. Everytime people talk to her, she look at her feet. Not looking at the person who talks to her at all. She hardly speaks. Maybe after a month she works in a place, she only started to smile at people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try putting your feet into her shoes, you sweep, you mop infront of customers. You wash toilets infront of your collegues but she/he's a office clerk when you're just a CLEANER. Do you understand this feeling where people would just stare at you like they never blink their eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is &lt;strong&gt;unfair&lt;/strong&gt;, so just live up to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-9215025403022910948?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/9215025403022910948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=9215025403022910948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/9215025403022910948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/9215025403022910948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/11/is-this-just-facts-of-life.html' title='is this just the facts of life ?'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-426326328013760110</id><published>2007-11-14T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T12:09:10.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fooh.</title><content type='html'>I got no idea what the title got to do with this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, my sis complained that my blog is getting dryer than ever. No new post, no visitors liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I wanna say a BIG SORRY to my blog and my readers (whoever you are).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm angry at myself! But at the some a little proud la. Know why ? This is the LONGEST blog I've kept! I used to have A LOT A LOT A LOT of blogs with different names but I NEVER take the effort to update them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really envy how all the popular bloggers actually keep their blogs updated although they are REALLY busy working. Bloggers like Kenny Sia, Cheeserland and Nicolekiss really should receive award for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a MAXIS number! I mean since I have a spare phone at home, I decided to buy one. Stella bought one too and our numbers are VERY close. LoL. Only the last 2 digits are different. LoL. The SuperSaver promotion totally caught my attention. The RM2 for 200smses Maxis-maxis , 6am - 6pm one. I drag Evonne and Stella to do it and I've been smsing Evonne the practically the whole afternoon yesterday till 6pm. LoL. There's still like 140+ sms balance but when I bought it again today, it didn't add the yesterday's balance but it's okay! RM2 is SO worth it! = D I'm happy!! - __ - ''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna try to update with PHOTOS and INTERESTING THINGS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-426326328013760110?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/426326328013760110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=426326328013760110' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/426326328013760110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/426326328013760110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/11/fooh.html' title='Fooh.'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-1186543170544084270</id><published>2007-11-07T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T12:09:59.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's bored without school</title><content type='html'>I can't belive I'm actually saying this. I'm BORED because there's NO SCHOOL. Kill me. Now, life's all about movies and work work. I wanna study lur. I wanna hold a pen/pencil whole day long lur. I wanna laugh at Ck Danny's jokes. I wanna flip my textbooks lur. I wanna sit at my place in class lur. I miss school =( How sad is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, I know that I won't be saying this next year. &gt;__&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog's drying up. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No go out = nothing to blog about. Stella's birthday's coming soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-1186543170544084270?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/1186543170544084270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=1186543170544084270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/1186543170544084270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/1186543170544084270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/11/lifes-bored-without-school.html' title='Life&apos;s bored without school'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-2393799908052155451</id><published>2007-11-03T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T09:38:06.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh, it's the exam weeek!</title><content type='html'>Not for me but my brothers (real brothers not gan ger). First bro gonna have exams &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;! Second bro having exam &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TODAY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So gonna wish them &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD LUCK! JIA YOU! GAMBATTE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember all of us back here supporting yooh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-2393799908052155451?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/2393799908052155451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=2393799908052155451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/2393799908052155451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/2393799908052155451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/11/ahh-its-exam-weeek.html' title='Ahh, it&apos;s the exam weeek!'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-8518408377597524897</id><published>2007-11-01T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T21:25:00.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I suddenly feel like studying again</title><content type='html'>Aiyar. I still remember when I used to complain that I dislike studying very much. But after about 1 month not being in school, not touching any books or stationaries made me felt kinda weird. I wanna go back to school lar! I suddenly wish that it's gonna start school tomorrow. I wanna study study! Okay.. Maybe I'll be saying this now but there's definitely gonna be a " I hate school " post next year. My bro have been advicing me that next year and this year's a big gap, in terms of the level. That scares me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worse part is thinking about my FUTURE! Which Uni I'm gonna persue my studies in, my ambition, and all. Omg la. I can't stand this. -__-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Taipei, I miss KL, I miss school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stella's birthday coming soon liao. I ask her out but she rather sleep. I felt bad can. I felt rejected lor -__-'' It kinda defines that I'm such a lousy friend that she rather stay at home and SLEEP than going out with me =( Or maybe I just think too much already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khung Ming &amp;amp; I are December's baby! -_-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about buying me a birthday present???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wink wink *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SE W900i is the best ! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-8518408377597524897?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/8518408377597524897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=8518408377597524897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/8518408377597524897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/8518408377597524897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-suddenly-feel-like-studying-again.html' title='I suddenly feel like studying again'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-7725843883412692013</id><published>2007-11-01T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T12:15:54.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking down means standing up next</title><content type='html'>Getting ready for PMR, as in studying and all really sucks. I hate last-minute cramming, as usual la.. I always study about 2-3 weeks before exams nia. Gahh, sometimes, I sure feel like giving up! Cause can't stand anymore. But, quotes that I found through the net would definitely shoot up my motivation. Unfortunately, I didn't look for any inspiring quotes at that time!! I found it today while I was surfing the net while working =D Darn.. I knew that I should've done this long ago. I've copied and paste 4 pages of really inspiring and Motivating quotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-decoration: none;"&gt;"Never let your head hang down. Never give up and sit down and grieve. Find another way. And don't pray when it rains if you don't pray when the sun shines."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-decoration: none;"&gt;"Determination gives you the resolve to keep going in spite of the roadblocks that lay before you."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-decoration: none;"&gt;"Determination and perseverance move the world; thinking that others will do it for you is a sure way to fail."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This year's gonna end in 2 months time and I'm gonna be older! OLD OLD OLD! siighs* Gonna start form 4 luuuu.  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-7725843883412692013?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/7725843883412692013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=7725843883412692013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/7725843883412692013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/7725843883412692013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/10/breaking-down-means-standing-up-next.html' title='Breaking down means standing up next'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-3474541259422249961</id><published>2007-10-30T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T20:15:26.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala</title><content type='html'>Yesh, i've abandoned my blog since I came back from KL. KL trip was pretty awesome but I'm broke lor. Now, I need to work! Yesh, I got a job. Muahaha. But, don't ask lar hor. I'm just a part-timer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KL was ok-ok .. maybe it's cause the week before I went Taiwan so there's nothing that I wanted to buy at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part about KL was just the "play" part. Theme park in Berjaya Time Square and Sunway Lagoon. To me lah, memories is better than something I bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time play the 360 degrees one. At first kinda scary but then after that, it's ok lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are gonna end for me in about 2 months time and I wanna spend every second of it, by learning new things. I wanna learn things I've never know before. Aiyar, the point is that I just wanna LEARN. Wanna continue to input input!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've watched lots of movie series =D Very happy! Haha. I've been wanting to do this since the beginning of the year and finallehh... I have the chance!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been addicted to the song " Apologise " by Justin Timbaland. A MUST to download.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch Resident Evil! Gonna try to watch it this Fri or Sat with Stella and Bryan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-3474541259422249961?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/3474541259422249961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=3474541259422249961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/3474541259422249961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/3474541259422249961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/10/lalala.html' title='lalala'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-6997621798422762744</id><published>2007-10-22T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T20:38:22.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Siighs*  packing again</title><content type='html'>It's funny how I L.O.V.E travelling but I just dislike packing so much. It took me hours to pack and I'm just afraid that I might miss something important =( Help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends have already packed and when I msn-ed and sms-ed them, they told me that they arleady packed last night or this morning and I was at my parent's office, online. I was suppose to atleast pack half-way yesterday but it's still empty til just now. I'm half-done liao. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lazy wanna pack. I'm still wondering whether I should use contact lens or just use my specs. I'm scared later my 2 BIG bottles of the solution might make my luggage overweight when I come back later cause I might buy lotsa stuffs =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stella asked me to put in small bottles for the solution but it's kinda too late, don't ya think ? My parents and bro definitely won't bring me out just to buy that bottle. Siighs* =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this would be my last post before going to KL ! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish myself a safe-flight  ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-6997621798422762744?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/6997621798422762744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=6997621798422762744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/6997621798422762744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/6997621798422762744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/10/siighs-packing-again.html' title='Siighs*  packing again'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-9160626750748491024</id><published>2007-10-21T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T18:47:50.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007</title><content type='html'>My 2007 so far ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started blogging and it had already became a part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to read blogs daily but due to PMR, I read blog only about once a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I own a laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I own a PSP (Bought it during my Taiwan trip)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started using contact lenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been to Taiwan and it was the best vacation so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the best Chinese New Year this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt that time passes real fast this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent a lot this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm following the KL trip organized by my school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got closer to Bryan and his mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be bestfriends with Evonne, Christabel, Khung Ming and Stella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed up the whole night STUDYING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started going to Youth and met a lot of nice people.&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is all I could think of so far. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My camera's a bit crazy. Gonna bring it for repair tomorrow since it's under warranty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I bought my PSP at CAREFOUR in taipei. I bought it at like.. 1-2++am. LoL. The last night in Taiwan.Actually, I gave up in looking for one and I told Bryan. Then, when we reach Carefour, at the place where they sell their electronic devices, Bryan exclaimed that they do sell PSP here and so I bought it. I also bought a Philips earphone and a 4GB memory card for my beloved PSP =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RxsqMgWVP9I/AAAAAAAABAg/M2oZ-0GNyYo/s1600-h/DSCN2788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RxsqMgWVP9I/AAAAAAAABAg/M2oZ-0GNyYo/s400/DSCN2788.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123735395394469842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Philips earphone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was troubled whether to choose the old version or the latest version one. Of course people would choose the latest version one right?! But then, the latest version doesn't have the colour I wanted which's black but the old version one's black. The latest version one's silver in colour. It's called the "silver ice". Soo.. after thinking for so long, I chose the silver one lor. It comes with 2 original games some more =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RxsqMwWVP-I/AAAAAAAABAo/2bk51cLROk8/s1600-h/DSCN2789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RxsqMwWVP-I/AAAAAAAABAo/2bk51cLROk8/s400/DSCN2789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123735399689437154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PSP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RxsqNQWVP_I/AAAAAAAABAw/baUBC6t09js/s1600-h/DSCN2790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RxsqNQWVP_I/AAAAAAAABAw/baUBC6t09js/s400/DSCN2790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123735408279371762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RxsqNgWVQAI/AAAAAAAABA4/7Z5x47iEVGQ/s1600-h/DSCN2792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RxsqNgWVQAI/AAAAAAAABA4/7Z5x47iEVGQ/s400/DSCN2792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123735412574339074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My contact lenses. I bought 2 colours and they told me that buy 2 free 1 so I chose another colour lor. I bought the blue, green and turqoise colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahh. I hate packing!&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/270932785726942443-9160626750748491024?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/9160626750748491024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=9160626750748491024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/9160626750748491024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/9160626750748491024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/10/2007.html' title='2007'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RxsqMgWVP9I/AAAAAAAABAg/M2oZ-0GNyYo/s72-c/DSCN2788.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-8049215832126598913</id><published>2007-10-20T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T21:16:17.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I better just finish this post about Taiwan. If not I'll always feel as if I owe someone. -__-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, let us continuee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carefour's a supermarket right? I didn't know that. I pronounce it as " Care-four" and my aunty was like it's not "care-four! It's pronounce as Kafoooo! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supermakets there are huge and are filled with varieties of food! Fruit, vegetables, meat, instant food and more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instant noodles there are OMG! Many many many many many many different types! Japanese style also got! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnVlCjTQbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CpRDgTwV5iA/s1600-h/DSCN2594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnVlCjTQbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CpRDgTwV5iA/s320/DSCN2594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123360883427459506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnVlCjTQcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AK82h8PlZF0/s1600-h/DSCN2596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnVlCjTQcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AK82h8PlZF0/s320/DSCN2596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123360883427459522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we were looking around, I saw a crab falling down from where it is suppose to be. I was like OMG_OMG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnVlSjTQdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Y6q8oDqoBGg/s1600-h/DSCN2597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnVlSjTQdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Y6q8oDqoBGg/s320/DSCN2597.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123360887722426834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnVmyjTQeI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vVlNCxFBHMk/s1600-h/DSCN2598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnVmyjTQeI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vVlNCxFBHMk/s320/DSCN2598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123360913492230626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm phobia of crabs. Everytime my parents bought crab and put it at the back, I'll always feel uneasy in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Food In Taipei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnXtyjTQhI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9dIPhwdz0yI/s1600-h/DSCN2602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnXtyjTQhI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9dIPhwdz0yI/s320/DSCN2602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123363232774570514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnVnCjTQfI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZB7vyV58e34/s1600-h/DSCN2600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnVnCjTQfI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZB7vyV58e34/s320/DSCN2600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123360917787197938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some meat and food are ready-pack and all you gotta do is pay for it, bring home, heat it up and eat it. Their so-called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tapao&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnXtijTQgI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7lVLCT0-0Tc/s1600-h/DSCN2601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnXtijTQgI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7lVLCT0-0Tc/s320/DSCN2601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123363228479603202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnXxSjTQjI/AAAAAAAAABM/_25jbNhxPik/s1600-h/DSCN2614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnXxSjTQjI/AAAAAAAAABM/_25jbNhxPik/s320/DSCN2614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123363292904112690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxneYSjTQmI/AAAAAAAAABk/4JkygOMFIjw/s1600-h/DSCN2618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxneYSjTQmI/AAAAAAAAABk/4JkygOMFIjw/s320/DSCN2618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123370559988777570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnXxijTQkI/AAAAAAAAABU/5VwXCt9yrm4/s1600-h/DSCN2615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnXxijTQkI/AAAAAAAAABU/5VwXCt9yrm4/s320/DSCN2615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123363297199080002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxnn0yjTRFI/AAAAAAAAAFc/zz0SCz-0h2Y/s1600-h/DSCN2703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxnn0yjTRFI/AAAAAAAAAFc/zz0SCz-0h2Y/s320/DSCN2703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123380945219699794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxneYSjTQlI/AAAAAAAAABc/lp3C4fifbHs/s1600-h/DSCN2616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxneYSjTQlI/AAAAAAAAABc/lp3C4fifbHs/s320/DSCN2616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123370559988777554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxneYijTQnI/AAAAAAAAABs/eevLtKWzOkc/s1600-h/DSCN2620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxneYijTQnI/AAAAAAAAABs/eevLtKWzOkc/s320/DSCN2620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123370564283744882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The so-called ice-cream with plastic spoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxneYijTQoI/AAAAAAAAAB0/t4XxWIHSyX4/s1600-h/DSCN2621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxneYijTQoI/AAAAAAAAAB0/t4XxWIHSyX4/s320/DSCN2621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123370564283744898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yummy cakes ! o _ 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taipei 101&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Taipei 101 ;  I heard that it's the tallest building in Asia with 101 levels. Sooo TALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnXxSjTQiI/AAAAAAAAABE/q1jFgExCafM/s1600-h/DSCN2607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnXxSjTQiI/AAAAAAAAABE/q1jFgExCafM/s320/DSCN2607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123363292904112674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In Taipei 101&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxneYyjTQpI/AAAAAAAAAB8/kMkwB3SFqoE/s1600-h/DSCN2624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxneYyjTQpI/AAAAAAAAAB8/kMkwB3SFqoE/s320/DSCN2624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123370568578712210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnfiijTQqI/AAAAAAAAACE/NFJ_sdMVtus/s1600-h/DSCN2625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnfiijTQqI/AAAAAAAAACE/NFJ_sdMVtus/s320/DSCN2625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123371835594064546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnfiyjTQrI/AAAAAAAAACM/2f8bL1pOSVw/s1600-h/DSCN2626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnfiyjTQrI/AAAAAAAAACM/2f8bL1pOSVw/s320/DSCN2626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123371839889031858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnfjCjTQsI/AAAAAAAAACU/Q_bMWBwD8_8/s1600-h/DSCN2627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnfjCjTQsI/AAAAAAAAACU/Q_bMWBwD8_8/s320/DSCN2627.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123371844183999170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnfjSjTQtI/AAAAAAAAACc/QO1_3PTR3cU/s1600-h/DSCN2629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnfjSjTQtI/AAAAAAAAACc/QO1_3PTR3cU/s320/DSCN2629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123371848478966482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnfjSjTQuI/AAAAAAAAACk/lG5RW6Uj6tY/s1600-h/DSCN2630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnfjSjTQuI/AAAAAAAAACk/lG5RW6Uj6tY/s320/DSCN2630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123371848478966498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnhxSjTQvI/AAAAAAAAACs/FYVERqUjHyg/s1600-h/DSCN2631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnhxSjTQvI/AAAAAAAAACs/FYVERqUjHyg/s320/DSCN2631.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123374288020390642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnhxijTQwI/AAAAAAAAAC0/o-l2JB5SuL0/s1600-h/DSCN2632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnhxijTQwI/AAAAAAAAAC0/o-l2JB5SuL0/s320/DSCN2632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123374292315357954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shilin Market&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnijCjTQ2I/AAAAAAAAADk/avPuCB8t9BU/s1600-h/DSCN2643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnijCjTQ2I/AAAAAAAAADk/avPuCB8t9BU/s320/DSCN2643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123375142718882658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxnn1SjTRHI/AAAAAAAAAFs/s6p5udHWcG8/s1600-h/DSCN2714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxnn1SjTRHI/AAAAAAAAAFs/s6p5udHWcG8/s320/DSCN2714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123380953809634418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shilin Market night view. Took this while waiting for the train =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnhxijTQxI/AAAAAAAAAC8/5yUDQf7RXII/s1600-h/DSCN2637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnhxijTQxI/AAAAAAAAAC8/5yUDQf7RXII/s320/DSCN2637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123374292315357970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxniiyjTQ0I/AAAAAAAAADU/R0nEYuwNsuw/s1600-h/DSCN2640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxniiyjTQ0I/AAAAAAAAADU/R0nEYuwNsuw/s320/DSCN2640.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123375138423915330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnhxyjTQyI/AAAAAAAAADE/LPSGXGreKBI/s1600-h/DSCN2638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnhxyjTQyI/AAAAAAAAADE/LPSGXGreKBI/s320/DSCN2638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123374296610325282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HUGE HUGE HUGE Taiwan sausage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnhyCjTQzI/AAAAAAAAADM/Zn_sKHrdkVA/s1600-h/DSCN2639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnhyCjTQzI/AAAAAAAAADM/Zn_sKHrdkVA/s320/DSCN2639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123374300905292594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxniiyjTQ1I/AAAAAAAAADc/vrx5g3X1s4g/s1600-h/DSCN2642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxniiyjTQ1I/AAAAAAAAADc/vrx5g3X1s4g/s320/DSCN2642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123375138423915346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yummy fried chicken at Shilin Market. We had to line up to buy this. But, it was worth it. It's darn delicious. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn.. I dunno how to say this lar. Okay fine.. You know this tall tall thingie spinning that's usually in the fun fair? Ahh.. NVM! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxnn1CjTRGI/AAAAAAAAAFk/7jYIpechMLc/s1600-h/DSCN2712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxnn1CjTRGI/AAAAAAAAAFk/7jYIpechMLc/s320/DSCN2712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123380949514667106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This thingie lor. Only managed to snap a photo of it when we finally finish shopping when we were waiting for our bus to pick us up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's VERY high. Only my aunt, bryan (cuzzie) and I went on it. It was superb! The view from up there's magnificent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxnn0ijTRDI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sx6yRy6BrtY/s1600-h/DSCN2700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxnn0ijTRDI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sx6yRy6BrtY/s320/DSCN2700.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123380940924732466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxnn0yjTREI/AAAAAAAAAFU/5gCM-1XwoHY/s1600-h/DSCN2701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxnn0yjTREI/AAAAAAAAAFU/5gCM-1XwoHY/s320/DSCN2701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123380945219699778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnmzyjTQ-I/AAAAAAAAAEk/mwFF0-B9ghY/s1600-h/DSCN2688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnmzyjTQ-I/AAAAAAAAAEk/mwFF0-B9ghY/s320/DSCN2688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123379828528202722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxnm0CjTQ_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/pAMtRHNtvDo/s1600-h/DSCN2689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxnm0CjTQ_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/pAMtRHNtvDo/s320/DSCN2689.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123379832823170034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxnm0CjTRAI/AAAAAAAAAE0/7s_2qXqviwo/s1600-h/DSCN2691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxnm0CjTRAI/AAAAAAAAAE0/7s_2qXqviwo/s320/DSCN2691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123379832823170050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxnm0SjTRBI/AAAAAAAAAE8/KAt7PdnXXY4/s1600-h/DSCN2692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxnm0SjTRBI/AAAAAAAAAE8/KAt7PdnXXY4/s320/DSCN2692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123379837118137362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxnm0ijTRCI/AAAAAAAAAFE/wv9oA4FWrp0/s1600-h/DSCN2693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxnm0ijTRCI/AAAAAAAAAFE/wv9oA4FWrp0/s320/DSCN2693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123379841413104674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnlgSjTQ5I/AAAAAAAAAD8/I1_ByBMTYtI/s1600-h/DSCN2680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnlgSjTQ5I/AAAAAAAAAD8/I1_ByBMTYtI/s320/DSCN2680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123378394009125778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnlgijTQ6I/AAAAAAAAAEE/ak9vKkX2fMk/s1600-h/DSCN2681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnlgijTQ6I/AAAAAAAAAEE/ak9vKkX2fMk/s320/DSCN2681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123378398304093090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnlgijTQ7I/AAAAAAAAAEM/S8YbjKh9op8/s1600-h/DSCN2682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnlgijTQ7I/AAAAAAAAAEM/S8YbjKh9op8/s320/DSCN2682.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123378398304093106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnlgyjTQ8I/AAAAAAAAAEU/Wo6OutZCPWg/s1600-h/DSCN2685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnlgyjTQ8I/AAAAAAAAAEU/Wo6OutZCPWg/s320/DSCN2685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123378402599060418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnlhCjTQ9I/AAAAAAAAAEc/gwW0YjHFyhc/s1600-h/DSCN2687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnlhCjTQ9I/AAAAAAAAAEc/gwW0YjHFyhc/s320/DSCN2687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123378406894027730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taiwan super huge advertisments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnsNCjTRII/AAAAAAAAAF0/rnpJT1tY068/s1600-h/DSCN2718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnsNCjTRII/AAAAAAAAAF0/rnpJT1tY068/s320/DSCN2718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123385759878038658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnsNCjTRJI/AAAAAAAAAF8/HLYtMX59_Ag/s1600-h/DSCN2719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnsNCjTRJI/AAAAAAAAAF8/HLYtMX59_Ag/s320/DSCN2719.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123385759878038674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hua Lien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hua Lien is located about 4 hours from the Taipei Main Station. I didn't experience a wonderful trip there so don't ask me about it. All I could do is .. post photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnsNSjTRKI/AAAAAAAAAGE/O7uwlCf2nds/s1600-h/DSCN2723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnsNSjTRKI/AAAAAAAAAGE/O7uwlCf2nds/s320/DSCN2723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123385764173005986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnsNijTRLI/AAAAAAAAAGM/iLRK7-qZb9I/s1600-h/DSCN2725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnsNijTRLI/AAAAAAAAAGM/iLRK7-qZb9I/s320/DSCN2725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123385768467973298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnsNijTRMI/AAAAAAAAAGU/4Doagxz4_C4/s1600-h/DSCN2726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnsNijTRMI/AAAAAAAAAGU/4Doagxz4_C4/s320/DSCN2726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123385768467973314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxnu6ijTRNI/AAAAAAAAAGc/CE5DjwaxI28/s1600-h/DSCN2727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxnu6ijTRNI/AAAAAAAAAGc/CE5DjwaxI28/s320/DSCN2727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123388740585342162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxnu6ijTROI/AAAAAAAAAGk/jMSi7xW7EK8/s1600-h/DSCN2728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxnu6ijTROI/AAAAAAAAAGk/jMSi7xW7EK8/s320/DSCN2728.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123388740585342178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxnu6yjTRPI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Dfi75r2Yq_o/s1600-h/DSCN2734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxnu6yjTRPI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Dfi75r2Yq_o/s320/DSCN2734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123388744880309490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxnu6yjTRQI/AAAAAAAAAG0/5Y4haNkcBxs/s1600-h/DSCN2735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxnu6yjTRQI/AAAAAAAAAG0/5Y4haNkcBxs/s320/DSCN2735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123388744880309506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxnu7CjTRRI/AAAAAAAAAG8/nHOP2M5JnCE/s1600-h/DSCN2736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxnu7CjTRRI/AAAAAAAAAG8/nHOP2M5JnCE/s320/DSCN2736.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123388749175276818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnxlSjTRSI/AAAAAAAAAHE/ouV8vDME5LA/s1600-h/DSCN2737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnxlSjTRSI/AAAAAAAAAHE/ouV8vDME5LA/s320/DSCN2737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123391674048005410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnxlSjTRTI/AAAAAAAAAHM/M7jbDvWEbOM/s1600-h/DSCN2738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnxlSjTRTI/AAAAAAAAAHM/M7jbDvWEbOM/s320/DSCN2738.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123391674048005426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnxlyjTRUI/AAAAAAAAAHU/CngDdaTW5k4/s1600-h/DSCN2739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnxlyjTRUI/AAAAAAAAAHU/CngDdaTW5k4/s320/DSCN2739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123391682637940034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnxlyjTRVI/AAAAAAAAAHc/-PXyaLdJcK8/s1600-h/DSCN2740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnxlyjTRVI/AAAAAAAAAHc/-PXyaLdJcK8/s320/DSCN2740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123391682637940050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnxmCjTRWI/AAAAAAAAAHk/msY0mkS1dfU/s1600-h/DSCN2740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnxmCjTRWI/AAAAAAAAAHk/msY0mkS1dfU/s320/DSCN2740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123391686932907362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's awesome that we're like an inch to mother nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn2mSjTRXI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Md57sRPxNsI/s1600-h/DSCN2737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn2mSjTRXI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Md57sRPxNsI/s320/DSCN2737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123397188786013554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn2mijTRYI/AAAAAAAAAH0/uTL_tU29VjE/s1600-h/DSCN2738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn2mijTRYI/AAAAAAAAAH0/uTL_tU29VjE/s320/DSCN2738.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123397193080980866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn2myjTRZI/AAAAAAAAAH8/FgV5Uz-YH1Q/s1600-h/DSCN2739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn2myjTRZI/AAAAAAAAAH8/FgV5Uz-YH1Q/s320/DSCN2739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123397197375948178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn2nCjTRaI/AAAAAAAAAIE/TEVafDBI0-U/s1600-h/DSCN2740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn2nCjTRaI/AAAAAAAAAIE/TEVafDBI0-U/s320/DSCN2740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123397201670915490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn2nijTRbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/HY7bR0uadoo/s1600-h/DSCN2741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn2nijTRbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/HY7bR0uadoo/s320/DSCN2741.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123397210260850098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn3fyjTRcI/AAAAAAAAAIU/FOnKL177sQI/s1600-h/DSCN2742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn3fyjTRcI/AAAAAAAAAIU/FOnKL177sQI/s320/DSCN2742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123398176628491714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn3gCjTRdI/AAAAAAAAAIc/prSnaluYpGM/s1600-h/DSCN2743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn3gCjTRdI/AAAAAAAAAIc/prSnaluYpGM/s320/DSCN2743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123398180923459026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn3gSjTReI/AAAAAAAAAIk/9w1E_3wOwC8/s1600-h/DSCN2745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn3gSjTReI/AAAAAAAAAIk/9w1E_3wOwC8/s320/DSCN2745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123398185218426338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn3gijTRfI/AAAAAAAAAIs/6mXzgfl3E8g/s1600-h/DSCN2746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn3gijTRfI/AAAAAAAAAIs/6mXzgfl3E8g/s320/DSCN2746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123398189513393650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn3gijTRgI/AAAAAAAAAI0/afb2DecKFPk/s1600-h/DSCN2747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn3gijTRgI/AAAAAAAAAI0/afb2DecKFPk/s320/DSCN2747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123398189513393666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's actually people living up up up the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gunung.&lt;/span&gt;So scary lur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn5VijTRhI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vmFQNmuGjBY/s1600-h/DSCN2748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn5VijTRhI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vmFQNmuGjBY/s320/DSCN2748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123400199558088210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn5VyjTRiI/AAAAAAAAAJE/dMvv0paGRHU/s1600-h/DSCN2753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn5VyjTRiI/AAAAAAAAAJE/dMvv0paGRHU/s320/DSCN2753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123400203853055522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn5WCjTRjI/AAAAAAAAAJM/3BuC-EWqbJ4/s1600-h/DSCN2755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn5WCjTRjI/AAAAAAAAAJM/3BuC-EWqbJ4/s320/DSCN2755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123400208148022834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn5WSjTRkI/AAAAAAAAAJU/5CFbIu-PT98/s1600-h/DSCN2756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn5WSjTRkI/AAAAAAAAAJU/5CFbIu-PT98/s320/DSCN2756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123400212442990146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn5WijTRlI/AAAAAAAAAJc/9HFTtWRg7BI/s1600-h/DSCN2757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn5WijTRlI/AAAAAAAAAJc/9HFTtWRg7BI/s320/DSCN2757.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123400216737957458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn62CjTRmI/AAAAAAAAAJk/chzQpkYWE08/s1600-h/DSCN2762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn62CjTRmI/AAAAAAAAAJk/chzQpkYWE08/s320/DSCN2762.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123401857415464546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn62SjTRnI/AAAAAAAAAJs/tsOHLte2NnQ/s1600-h/DSCN2763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn62SjTRnI/AAAAAAAAAJs/tsOHLte2NnQ/s320/DSCN2763.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123401861710431858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn62SjTRoI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/OmLWnM6-ijA/s1600-h/DSCN2764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn62SjTRoI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/OmLWnM6-ijA/s320/DSCN2764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123401861710431874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The "VERY" windy beach in Taipei &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn62ijTRpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/g-uGHWHf7QU/s1600-h/DSCN2765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn62ijTRpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/g-uGHWHf7QU/s320/DSCN2765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123401866005399186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn62yjTRqI/AAAAAAAAAKE/jU7MsSs53-U/s1600-h/DSCN2766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn62yjTRqI/AAAAAAAAAKE/jU7MsSs53-U/s320/DSCN2766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123401870300366498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn7lSjTRrI/AAAAAAAAAKM/w-aj2meLxvI/s1600-h/DSCN2767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn7lSjTRrI/AAAAAAAAAKM/w-aj2meLxvI/s320/DSCN2767.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123402669164283570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn7lSjTRsI/AAAAAAAAAKU/BufOS-s2KF0/s1600-h/DSCN2768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn7lSjTRsI/AAAAAAAAAKU/BufOS-s2KF0/s320/DSCN2768.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123402669164283586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn7lijTRtI/AAAAAAAAAKc/yGWCAWTOe-Q/s1600-h/DSCN2769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn7lijTRtI/AAAAAAAAAKc/yGWCAWTOe-Q/s320/DSCN2769.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123402673459250898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn7lyjTRuI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ODr1sqfpooc/s1600-h/DSCN2770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn7lyjTRuI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ODr1sqfpooc/s320/DSCN2770.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123402677754218210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn7lyjTRvI/AAAAAAAAAKs/BHzBvpHxDws/s1600-h/DSCN2771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn7lyjTRvI/AAAAAAAAAKs/BHzBvpHxDws/s320/DSCN2771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123402677754218226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn62ijTRpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/g-uGHWHf7QU/s1600-h/DSCN2765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn62ijTRpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/g-uGHWHf7QU/s320/DSCN2765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123401866005399186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn8SSjTRwI/AAAAAAAAAK0/wub1QoQCZAA/s1600-h/DSCN2772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn8SSjTRwI/AAAAAAAAAK0/wub1QoQCZAA/s320/DSCN2772.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123403442258396930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn7lSjTRrI/AAAAAAAAAKM/w-aj2meLxvI/s1600-h/DSCN2767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn7lSjTRrI/AAAAAAAAAKM/w-aj2meLxvI/s320/DSCN2767.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123402669164283570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn7lSjTRsI/AAAAAAAAAKU/BufOS-s2KF0/s1600-h/DSCN2768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn7lSjTRsI/AAAAAAAAAKU/BufOS-s2KF0/s320/DSCN2768.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123402669164283586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn7lijTRtI/AAAAAAAAAKc/yGWCAWTOe-Q/s1600-h/DSCN2769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn7lijTRtI/AAAAAAAAAKc/yGWCAWTOe-Q/s320/DSCN2769.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123402673459250898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn7lyjTRuI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ODr1sqfpooc/s1600-h/DSCN2770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn7lyjTRuI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ODr1sqfpooc/s320/DSCN2770.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123402677754218210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn7lyjTRvI/AAAAAAAAAKs/BHzBvpHxDws/s1600-h/DSCN2771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn7lyjTRvI/AAAAAAAAAKs/BHzBvpHxDws/s320/DSCN2771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123402677754218226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Food in Hua Lien &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn8SijTRxI/AAAAAAAAAK8/AMsv7QbJ0vs/s1600-h/DSCN2774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn8SijTRxI/AAAAAAAAAK8/AMsv7QbJ0vs/s320/DSCN2774.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123403446553364242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn8SyjTRyI/AAAAAAAAALE/0puHZRdC2PY/s1600-h/DSCN2777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn8SyjTRyI/AAAAAAAAALE/0puHZRdC2PY/s320/DSCN2777.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123403450848331554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The so called egg thingy. Get why I'm SO darn desperate to learn chinese?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn8SyjTRzI/AAAAAAAAALM/6ezPj_BNlKI/s1600-h/DSCN2778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn8SyjTRzI/AAAAAAAAALM/6ezPj_BNlKI/s320/DSCN2778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123403450848331570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The rotating ball =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn8TCjTR0I/AAAAAAAAALU/Jr4Rs2a6abQ/s1600-h/DSCN2784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/Rxn8TCjTR0I/AAAAAAAAALU/Jr4Rs2a6abQ/s320/DSCN2784.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123403455143298882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The very famous 24 hours Siao Loong Pau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally! The End of the Taiwan post =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, I just wanna say ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS TAIPEI MISERABLY!&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/270932785726942443-8049215832126598913?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/8049215832126598913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=8049215832126598913' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/8049215832126598913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/8049215832126598913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-think-i-better-just-finish-this-post.html' title=''/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e452A4OHj0/RxnVlCjTQbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CpRDgTwV5iA/s72-c/DSCN2594.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-3704949601200198061</id><published>2007-10-20T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T12:25:32.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100th post - Taiwan part 1</title><content type='html'>Taiwan trip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly speaking, it has been a wonderful trip. It's the best vacation so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaayy.. let's start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we arrived at Kota Kinabalu and had a transit to Taipei, Taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached K.K, I just knew that KK's airport had a wonderful view, the sea! What I don't really like about KK is the air-cond. It was like 31 degrees that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rxly0gWVPoI/AAAAAAAAA9s/PkxeSCeRKJs/s1600-h/DSCN2569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rxly0gWVPoI/AAAAAAAAA9s/PkxeSCeRKJs/s400/DSCN2569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123252297473015426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rxly1QWVPqI/AAAAAAAAA98/ll4OTNYXzak/s1600-h/DSCN2571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rxly1QWVPqI/AAAAAAAAA98/ll4OTNYXzak/s400/DSCN2571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123252310357917346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rxly1AWVPpI/AAAAAAAAA90/jkljw2DJBb8/s1600-h/DSCN2570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rxly1AWVPpI/AAAAAAAAA90/jkljw2DJBb8/s400/DSCN2570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123252306062950034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rxly1wWVPrI/AAAAAAAAA-E/nk5bGYZUzG4/s1600-h/DSCN2572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rxly1wWVPrI/AAAAAAAAA-E/nk5bGYZUzG4/s400/DSCN2572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123252318947851954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rxly2QWVPsI/AAAAAAAAA-M/_mdyWx5nCd4/s1600-h/DSCN2573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rxly2QWVPsI/AAAAAAAAA-M/_mdyWx5nCd4/s400/DSCN2573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123252327537786562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rxl6mQWVPtI/AAAAAAAAA-U/GSOs8yv5rEQ/s1600-h/DSCN2576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rxl6mQWVPtI/AAAAAAAAA-U/GSOs8yv5rEQ/s400/DSCN2576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123260848752901842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rxl6mgWVPuI/AAAAAAAAA-c/lxJ5Ls_6gFY/s1600-h/DSCN2577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rxl6mgWVPuI/AAAAAAAAA-c/lxJ5Ls_6gFY/s400/DSCN2577.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123260853047869154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taipei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We stayed at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kilin Hotel &lt;/span&gt;when we were at Taipei. The best part was that the 24 hours 7-Eleven that was right beside our hotel. Bryan and I would always go there and buy drinks and food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw POCKY and I bought it for Evonne. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rxl6mgWVPvI/AAAAAAAAA-k/a00OFru4mJg/s1600-h/DSCN2580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rxl6mgWVPvI/AAAAAAAAA-k/a00OFru4mJg/s400/DSCN2580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123260853047869170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most of the time in Taipei, we walk. We walk to look for food, we walk to shopping malls, etc. We didn't use Taxi because there were five of us and it's really hard to look for a taxi that is willing to take five us to the place we wanted. So, most of the time we use the MRT to further places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taipei City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RxmAbAWVP5I/AAAAAAAAA_0/8cDS7-VHlvg/s1600-h/DSCN2592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RxmAbAWVP5I/AAAAAAAAA_0/8cDS7-VHlvg/s400/DSCN2592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123267252549140370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rxl6mwWVPwI/AAAAAAAAA-s/jDqEfFF4GdY/s1600-h/DSCN2581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rxl6mwWVPwI/AAAAAAAAA-s/jDqEfFF4GdY/s400/DSCN2581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123260857342836482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rxl6mwWVPxI/AAAAAAAAA-0/Yd_4KALKcOs/s1600-h/DSCN2582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rxl6mwWVPxI/AAAAAAAAA-0/Yd_4KALKcOs/s400/DSCN2582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123260857342836498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rxl-lQWVPyI/AAAAAAAAA-8/vJo4xcRun_M/s1600-h/DSCN2583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rxl-lQWVPyI/AAAAAAAAA-8/vJo4xcRun_M/s400/DSCN2583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123265229619543842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RxmAawWVP4I/AAAAAAAAA_s/6Dhx9ymkScE/s1600-h/DSCN2591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RxmAawWVP4I/AAAAAAAAA_s/6Dhx9ymkScE/s400/DSCN2591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123267248254173058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rxl-lwWVP0I/AAAAAAAAA_M/rSrCUUbzmCY/s1600-h/DSCN2585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rxl-lwWVP0I/AAAAAAAAA_M/rSrCUUbzmCY/s400/DSCN2585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123265238209478466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rxl-lgWVPzI/AAAAAAAAA_E/qn1Q2pdvlwk/s1600-h/DSCN2584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rxl-lgWVPzI/AAAAAAAAA_E/qn1Q2pdvlwk/s400/DSCN2584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123265233914511154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rxl-mAWVP2I/AAAAAAAAA_c/0H1rKdgK5tk/s1600-h/DSCN2589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rxl-mAWVP2I/AAAAAAAAA_c/0H1rKdgK5tk/s400/DSCN2589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123265242504445794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were advertisments everywhere.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RxmAawWVP3I/AAAAAAAAA_k/R3AIqWh0hrc/s1600-h/DSCN2590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RxmAawWVP3I/AAAAAAAAA_k/R3AIqWh0hrc/s400/DSCN2590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123267248254173042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rxl-lwWVP1I/AAAAAAAAA_U/uIPfcKLujGY/s1600-h/DSCN2586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rxl-lwWVP1I/AAAAAAAAA_U/uIPfcKLujGY/s400/DSCN2586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123265238209478482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were motorcycles everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Even girls own a motorcycle. Everywhere you could see girls using motorcycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-3704949601200198061?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/3704949601200198061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=3704949601200198061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/3704949601200198061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/3704949601200198061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/10/100th-post-taiwan-part-1.html' title='100th post - Taiwan part 1'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rxly0gWVPoI/AAAAAAAAA9s/PkxeSCeRKJs/s72-c/DSCN2569.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-1239398119427639374</id><published>2007-10-19T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T10:11:23.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanna change blog link</title><content type='html'>I think my blog link is too long. Don't ya think so ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.lifememories-shirley.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= ____ = ''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to figure a short and nice link for my blog and I came out with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.simpleshirley.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That simple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then! ... It's not available. Cause it's taken. Sien. And his/her blog is all in chinese and blank in the middle -__-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The simplest I could come up with now is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.shirleey.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's available! Remember! It's with a double E =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember! I'll be changing the linkie in 24 hours =) thank u !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-1239398119427639374?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/1239398119427639374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=1239398119427639374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/1239398119427639374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/1239398119427639374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/10/wanna-change-blog-link.html' title='Wanna change blog link'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-1598481176343058440</id><published>2007-10-18T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T20:28:45.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blabity blahh</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna blog about Taiwan tomorrow. Promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to admit this but I miss Taiwan SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss shopping till midnight. I miss walking, I miss using MRT as a source of transport! Aiy0r.. I miss Taipei City so so so so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't contact Stella lur! So pissed already. Called her more than a million times. Sien!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-1598481176343058440?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/1598481176343058440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=1598481176343058440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/1598481176343058440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/1598481176343058440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/10/blabity-blahh.html' title='Blabity blahh'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-2583424428522226962</id><published>2007-10-17T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T17:28:04.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Taiwan</title><content type='html'>It's definitely one of the best trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much shopping that we came back with our luggage looking obese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things there are much cheaper than Kuching which equals to too much shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog about it maybe tomorrow. But, I'm HAPPY and I miss Taiwan and the memories there just ended. But I'm leaving next Tues for KL. Blahh. I got everything I wanted in Taiwan and my "to-buy" list in KL is still empty in my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-2583424428522226962?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/2583424428522226962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=2583424428522226962' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/2583424428522226962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/2583424428522226962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/10/back-from-taiwan.html' title='Back from Taiwan'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-3589455210689103537</id><published>2007-10-08T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T23:21:25.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PMR = History</title><content type='html'>Finally, PMR's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those last-minute cramming are finally over. Piles of my books are on my table and I have no time to clean/ throw them. I've been thinking lately. About my future, about my past and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year passed really fast and soon, I'm gonna start form 4. I'm growing up. Learning to solve problems I've never overcome before. Facing the world in a different angle. Making the right decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I really wished time would just slow down. To let me enjoy my teenage life. But, I guess I need to face reality and not hide from it. It's time, for me to open my eyes wide, to face the world that is just opposite the fantasy world I thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up is just a part of life right? Mentally and physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Childish. Spoilt. All those just gotta end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be leaving for Taiwan in a few days and I just wish I have a good digital camera to catch those moments I'm going to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I belive my camera will do just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I went out with Bryan, my cuzzie today. It's fun just having him around and just chit chat. He WAS shy when I met him but at last, I managed to make him talk non-stop. Or was that me? Ah, who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Bryan will be going to Taipei with us! I know we'll have a lot of fun and crazy moments together. Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally had my contact lenses. Bought 2 and had 1 for free. I almost gave up in putting them but finally, I managed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought 3 computer games and non of them could be installed. Hate it when that happens. I'm SO used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally have a new laptop. My previous laptop's dead. My stories and lyrics are still in there. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-3589455210689103537?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/3589455210689103537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=3589455210689103537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/3589455210689103537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/3589455210689103537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/10/pmr-history.html' title='PMR = History'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-1153267168041006448</id><published>2007-09-30T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T14:07:53.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>preparing for PMR war .</title><content type='html'>PMR is tomorrow. TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be thinking.. PMR nia la.. close eyes do also sure pass wan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.. I still remember when I used to complain that 90+ days is still too short for me study and now.. In less than 24 hours, I'll be in the exam hall, sitting for my exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum brought me to Sweet Memory to buy some stationaries for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rv88RQWVPnI/AAAAAAAAA9U/rb6AJE7XdJo/s1600-h/DSCN2508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rv88RQWVPnI/AAAAAAAAA9U/rb6AJE7XdJo/s400/DSCN2508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115873968860249714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt touched when my bro called alllll the way from PERTH to wish me good luck (= and my long lost tuitor who called me yesterday but I wasn't at home who wished me good luck today and and .. my friends who told me I could do it ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The war's starting tomorrow and I'm gonna do my best and die for the best! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : Happy Early birthday to BaByD! You're officially 15 tomorrow! Sorry I couldn't make it tonight to your party. Love Yooh! (; Happy Belated birthday Steph! Hope you loovee the chocs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-1153267168041006448?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/1153267168041006448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=1153267168041006448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/1153267168041006448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/1153267168041006448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/09/preparing-for-pmr-war.html' title='preparing for PMR war .'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rv88RQWVPnI/AAAAAAAAA9U/rb6AJE7XdJo/s72-c/DSCN2508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-6003612856097946308</id><published>2007-09-25T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T21:20:17.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update ; Happy Mooncake festival !</title><content type='html'>Hey, mooncake festival is like once a year okay! Must update! &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every year when I do celebrate Mooncake festival, playing lanterns and all, it's best to watch the bright moon on that night. But, for tonight, it's a little different. The moon wasn't bright tonight =(  It spoilt the beautiful night. The moon look smudged tonight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah.. back to the topic! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At about 8+ pm,  I heard mum digging up the lanterns. So, I went out lor. Since my sis, bro and dad was busy with their own stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enoyed every single moment lighting up the candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RvkFJgWVPWI/AAAAAAAAA7M/GSBjkkhpEik/s1600-h/DSCN2474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RvkFJgWVPWI/AAAAAAAAA7M/GSBjkkhpEik/s400/DSCN2474.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114124512716471650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RvkFKAWVPXI/AAAAAAAAA7U/AwqJ47Yuxwc/s1600-h/DSCN2475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RvkFKAWVPXI/AAAAAAAAA7U/AwqJ47Yuxwc/s400/DSCN2475.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114124521306406258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RvkF_QWVPeI/AAAAAAAAA8M/3qqhnFJlxf0/s1600-h/DSCN2484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RvkF_QWVPeI/AAAAAAAAA8M/3qqhnFJlxf0/s400/DSCN2484.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114125436134440418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RvkF-wWVPcI/AAAAAAAAA78/Oac_rMMJTP8/s1600-h/DSCN2481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RvkF-wWVPcI/AAAAAAAAA78/Oac_rMMJTP8/s400/DSCN2481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114125427544505794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RvkFKwWVPaI/AAAAAAAAA7s/H4L4DY11IC4/s1600-h/DSCN2478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RvkFKwWVPaI/AAAAAAAAA7s/H4L4DY11IC4/s400/DSCN2478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114124534191308194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RvkF_AWVPdI/AAAAAAAAA8E/NfIBnqh7g0w/s1600-h/DSCN2483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RvkF_AWVPdI/AAAAAAAAA8E/NfIBnqh7g0w/s400/DSCN2483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114125431839473106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RvkF-gWVPbI/AAAAAAAAA70/LR_8CopopFY/s1600-h/DSCN2479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RvkF-gWVPbI/AAAAAAAAA70/LR_8CopopFY/s400/DSCN2479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114125423249538482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RvkF_wWVPfI/AAAAAAAAA8U/z_vbbCX5kz4/s1600-h/DSCN2486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RvkF_wWVPfI/AAAAAAAAA8U/z_vbbCX5kz4/s400/DSCN2486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114125444724375026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lighting the candles made me realized how much I missed all my childhood friends. I still remember when I used to stay at my previous house, I used to play with my neighbours, especially M lor. We used to burn the lanterns after playing them. At times, we get so naughty that we pluck leaves and burn them with the candles. Memories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SioB! Mum said you would be able to play lantern with us next year! ^__^ S o come back quick and study hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few more days to PMR luh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so looking forward to it and can't wait for the freedom that awaits me! Today was a pretty bad day lor. Ck Connie was askin' anyone who get lower that 40/60 for Maths paper II. Since I used to be her "weak" students, she asked me luh. I answer 57/60 and she was like "Oh, 47". Then turn away and ask the others. !! __ !! Nevermind lah.. marks are not recorded so I just ignore it. Besides that, I did so horrible for my Sejarah! I only got 70%! 42 correct nia over 60. I'm gonna study study study Sejarah tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat sejarah, sleep sejarah, toilet sejarah, kiss sejarah, hug sejarah.. Everything Sejarah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- _____ -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Daddy and  my bro came back from Japan luh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro bought many many snacks from Tokyo, Disneyland! WheeeET!*&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RvkI8wWVPgI/AAAAAAAAA8c/pE2yLgZS42A/s1600-h/DSCN2426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RvkI8wWVPgI/AAAAAAAAA8c/pE2yLgZS42A/s400/DSCN2426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114128691719650818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RvkI9QWVPiI/AAAAAAAAA8s/j0sBlMT6JWQ/s1600-h/DSCN2428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RvkI9QWVPiI/AAAAAAAAA8s/j0sBlMT6JWQ/s400/DSCN2428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114128700309585442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RvkI9QWVPjI/AAAAAAAAA80/a6cdI_ZJwOY/s1600-h/DSCN2439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RvkI9QWVPjI/AAAAAAAAA80/a6cdI_ZJwOY/s400/DSCN2439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114128700309585458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RvkI9AWVPhI/AAAAAAAAA8k/ipQ3z-4PAzo/s1600-h/DSCN2427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RvkI9AWVPhI/AAAAAAAAA8k/ipQ3z-4PAzo/s400/DSCN2427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114128696014618130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RvkI9QWVPkI/AAAAAAAAA88/nAy3S6fmXbw/s1600-h/DSCN2441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RvkI9QWVPkI/AAAAAAAAA88/nAy3S6fmXbw/s400/DSCN2441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114128700309585474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Those containers filled with chocs and biscuits are just SOO cute. I love the boxes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently looking forward to ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PMR!!! Over and done with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREEDDDOOOMMM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KLLLLL~~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RvkKmwWVPlI/AAAAAAAAA9E/F-f9RVEW1bM/s1600-h/DSCN2174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RvkKmwWVPlI/AAAAAAAAA9E/F-f9RVEW1bM/s400/DSCN2174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114130512785784402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RvkKnAWVPmI/AAAAAAAAA9M/57KtZZ1hQKw/s1600-h/DSCN2172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RvkKnAWVPmI/AAAAAAAAA9M/57KtZZ1hQKw/s400/DSCN2172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114130517080751714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait! ~&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/270932785726942443-6003612856097946308?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/6003612856097946308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=6003612856097946308' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/6003612856097946308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/6003612856097946308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/09/update-happy-mooncake-festival.html' title='update ; Happy Mooncake festival !'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RvkFJgWVPWI/AAAAAAAAA7M/GSBjkkhpEik/s72-c/DSCN2474.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-3082030327348116507</id><published>2007-09-13T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T22:21:30.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just the beggining..</title><content type='html'>I realized I've been crapping a lot about PMR in my blog.  Mock exams are finally over but it's just the beggining since I'll be sitting for PMR in about 2 weeks time. I've never studied this hard in my &lt;em&gt;almost &lt;/em&gt;fifteen years on earth. Actually, I"m happy about it. I get to learn lots of stuffs that I missed because of my lazy studying life previously. But now, my only weakness is Sejarah. Grr*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the last paper today, which is Geo, Ck Lim( Our Sejarah teacher) told us that most of us did badly for the Sejarah Mock Paper and so we're asked to sit for another mock for Sejarah on Monday. She practically &lt;em&gt;warned &lt;/em&gt;us to study. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy about it but not for Stella because she stayed up the whole night to study for that paper and ... it's called &lt;em&gt;fate. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belive me that if we miss one night of sleep, no matter how long you sleep the next day, you'll feel sleepy. I've tried that and I'll never stay up the whole night to study AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is full of regret-ness, don't ya' think? I hate it when people kept saying that they &lt;em&gt;regret &lt;/em&gt;this and that because I just hate it -__-'' Especially when Me, myself and I felt that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister was complaining of how bad my English was just now, after reading my post. Yes, I know I'm bad in my English but I'm trying to improve! This holidays I'm gonna read lotsa fictional books and improve my English okay? But not now lah, cause I have to concentrate on my PMR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was studying Geografi and ERT the whole night last night and I so don't regret(at least, I hope)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn.. I wanna watch the Hong Kong Series for Healing hands I, II and III!  and and and I saw a new Taiwan drama series I really wanna watch! Wait after PMR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies I wanna watch after PMR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HongKong series recommended:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The drive of life&lt;br /&gt;* Steps (the dancing one)&lt;br /&gt;* Father and Son&lt;br /&gt;* Healing hands I, II and III ( The series is actually quite old already )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malay movies :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Manjalara (&lt;em&gt;Series)&lt;/em&gt; (I just finished watching it and it was the best! )&lt;br /&gt;*Love is Cinta ( not series , it's just a movie ) &lt;em&gt;Indonesia production&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English movies :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Heroes(&lt;em&gt;series)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ghost whisperer&lt;em&gt;(series)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Perfect strangers&lt;br /&gt;* (&lt;em&gt;I suddenly forgot -___- )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese Series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*GARO! * Saejima Kouga's hot XP *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese Anime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Black Jack! *&lt;em&gt;What? I love doctors but I hate going to one *&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The chronicles of the wings * Season 1 and season 2 *&lt;br /&gt;* Blood+ !&lt;br /&gt;* Kamichu!'s cute&lt;br /&gt;* Black Cat&lt;br /&gt;* The law of ueki&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;em&gt;lots and lots more! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad KhungMing's going to KL! She's like my anime guide! She introduced me to "animax" and I got addicted. Trust me, it's not a good thing. She's going2 KL which meansss... more anime VCDsss! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is short, isn't it? ... Time flies and people change*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-3082030327348116507?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/3082030327348116507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=3082030327348116507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/3082030327348116507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/3082030327348116507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/09/just-beggining.html' title='Just the beggining..'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-407844363662401502</id><published>2007-09-11T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T21:59:22.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Handwritings</title><content type='html'>There's always people saying that girl's handwriting are always neat and clean but guy's are totally opposite? I have no comment about that at first but now I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all guys have ugly and un-neat handwriting. I saw some guys one are like.. so neat. Even more neat than mine. Like girls ones. When I saw one of the guys sitting front of my sit writings, I was like. OMG. I look at mine then compare and I was like &lt;em&gt;paiseh&lt;/em&gt;. SO neat, I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually my brothers handwritings aren't that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well what do you think ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Ck Connie Lau was so darn funny today. Not what she said or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wore skirt today and was walking here and there cause it was her duty today for the "teacher-in-duty" for the Mock Exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I noticed was her legs. Aiya, it's cause her shoes are making loud "Clack Clack" sounds. Who won't notice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like " WaaR* her legs not bad " &gt;__&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after a while, she walked pass me again and there wasn't any sound. So I turned towards her feet and saw that she wasn't wearing any shoes. I was like "eh?? walk around with no shoes? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I look nearer a bit. I then realized that she was wearing the brown stockings thingie to make your legs look nice and smooth. I realized cause I look at her toe and was curious at her toe's figure. It look so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost the whole time she was walking around with no shoes but with the "stockings that's not very obvious looking". Ck Francis was looking at her stockings the whole time and he kept laughing quitely himself and it made me laugh myself too. I ALMOST burst out laughing. At that moment, I really can't stand anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come she dare to wear like that infront of 99 students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, don't wear something that's not comfortable just because it looks nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-407844363662401502?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/407844363662401502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=407844363662401502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/407844363662401502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/407844363662401502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/09/handwritings.html' title='Handwritings'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-7120561819017423776</id><published>2007-09-10T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T17:20:15.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blahhh</title><content type='html'>This morning after the first paper which is BM1. Mr Ling(our school's principal)  came in and make announcements. One of them was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Also, I would like to see Wong Shia Lee in my office. Thank you "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's eyes was on me. At that moment, I kept thinking.. " what did I do arh ?! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I wasn't afraid. Cause I knew I did nothing wrong. I just waited til we went out and I went down to see him. Stella accompanied me but I went in alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thenn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just wanted me to check my IC number, subjects taken and my name for the PMR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- _________________ -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*faints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my friends asked I was like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" He don't allow me go KL " . LoL. Was joking about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going KL is I'm looking forward to now! =D Wheeeet ! ShopShopShop! $$$$$&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-7120561819017423776?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/7120561819017423776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=7120561819017423776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/7120561819017423776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/7120561819017423776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/09/blahhh.html' title='Blahhh'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-7149463851818639625</id><published>2007-09-08T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T20:41:46.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blabbity blah</title><content type='html'>My blog's gonna reach its 100th post soon. But, I wish to celebrate it after PMR ! -__-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, I'm having headache! How to study ? I tried but felt like vommiting and nothing went into my head. Help! Panadol don't help =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siighs* Am I thinking too much ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-7149463851818639625?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/7149463851818639625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=7149463851818639625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/7149463851818639625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/7149463851818639625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/09/blabbity-blah.html' title='blabbity blah'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-2139212293648663229</id><published>2007-09-07T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T17:29:53.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel so dead X__X</title><content type='html'>At this moment, you have no idea how much I wished PMR was over. If only there's a time machine in this world. Life is just full of regret-ness, don't you think ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been over-playful when I was in Form 1 and 2. Not studying and all. I really regret now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind now is just filled with " IF ONLY -- ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I studied consistently when I was in Form 1 and 2.&lt;br /&gt;If only I didn't take things for granted.&lt;br /&gt;If only I paid attention in class.&lt;br /&gt;If only .. If only... !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuses. Excuses. Excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life have been miserable for me this week. Thinking about the mock exam next Monday made it worse. I really wished I could make it.&lt;br /&gt;If only..&lt;br /&gt;If only..&lt;br /&gt;If only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my life's biggest regret.&lt;br /&gt;I shall not do this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I could and can do now is just do my best and study as hard as possible cause there'll be 3 months of holidays for me right after PMR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can go out everyday ! GRR*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I think rationally when I was younger =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys, don't be like me. I feel like a jerk studying last minute and hoping for straight A's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-2139212293648663229?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/2139212293648663229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=2139212293648663229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/2139212293648663229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/2139212293648663229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-feel-so-dead-xx.html' title='I feel so dead X__X'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-5551213881528270097</id><published>2007-09-04T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T18:45:11.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying..</title><content type='html'>Ahhh. I'm feeling so pressured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejarah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geografi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-5551213881528270097?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/5551213881528270097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=5551213881528270097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/5551213881528270097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/5551213881528270097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/09/trying.html' title='Trying..'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-7887384876082672069</id><published>2007-09-02T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T17:15:36.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meant to be cute?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Babies are SO cute and adorable. I went shopping with my mum, maid and sis at Upwell today and I was soooo attracted by the baby's little glove, little bottle, little pacifier, little outfits, little shoes and much much more ! All the cute diapers, baby powders and baby lotion are sooooooo cute! I even saw a baby's stockings. So SMALL and CUTE! I showed it to my mum and she said next time I buy for you. -__-!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were hampers filled with baby stuffs. The bottle, lotion, soap. Omagod. I wanted to melt. One of my cousin gave birth last week! AHHH!!!! Can't wait til her &lt;em&gt;pantang &lt;/em&gt;finish then I can go visit her baby! I think that would be after PMR liao lor.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105532532882005570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rtp-ydOh3kI/AAAAAAAAA6s/20JBary2bfw/s400/baby1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105532537176972882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rtp-ytOh3lI/AAAAAAAAA60/qUyRsZEz7IY/s400/baby2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105532537176972898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rtp-ytOh3mI/AAAAAAAAA68/AIgU3UU8WhM/s400/baby3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105532541471940210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rtp-y9Oh3nI/AAAAAAAAA7E/5DBu28HDS2c/s400/baby4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-7887384876082672069?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/7887384876082672069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=7887384876082672069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/7887384876082672069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/7887384876082672069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/09/meant-to-be-cute.html' title='Meant to be cute?'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rtp-ydOh3kI/AAAAAAAAA6s/20JBary2bfw/s72-c/baby1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-8950359920225212951</id><published>2007-09-01T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T21:04:14.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Darn.. What's wrong with me?.. I always want this and that and they're all so expensive! $$ __ $$! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After reading blogs and reviews on &lt;em&gt;Vaio. &lt;/em&gt;I feel like I must have it! But, of course I'm dreaming la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But who could resist such laptop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105217265102609906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RtlgDdOh3fI/AAAAAAAAA6E/XU7z0IzE9Kk/s400/Vaio+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105217269397577218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RtlgDtOh3gI/AAAAAAAAA6M/tjajkKKoP2E/s400/Pink+Vaio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It comes in other colours too. But &lt;em&gt;pink's &lt;/em&gt;one is the most attractive one. The black one's not bad either. Ahh. I can't belive I'm into PINK these days. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105219970932006418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rtlig9Oh3hI/AAAAAAAAA6U/2cateIjpPGk/s400/sony-vaio-glacier-blue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Blue!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105219975226973730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RtlihNOh3iI/AAAAAAAAA6c/n9TLj306gB8/s400/sony-vaio-pink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pinkpinkpink! HotPink!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105219975226973746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RtlihNOh3jI/AAAAAAAAA6k/USqSxFsRKPw/s400/sony-vaio-spring-green.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Greeeeeeen (=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I was sharing with my mum about the pink Vaio and she was like &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;" Aiyo.. don't buy pink la. Later go Uni you won't dare to use it ". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Will meh? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-8950359920225212951?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/8950359920225212951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=8950359920225212951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/8950359920225212951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/8950359920225212951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/09/dreaming.html' title='Dreaming...'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RtlgDdOh3fI/AAAAAAAAA6E/XU7z0IzE9Kk/s72-c/Vaio+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-8485785307944148539</id><published>2007-09-01T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T11:12:55.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Studying..</title><content type='html'>Tried to study Geografi but it seem so hard to pratically remember every single place. Although there are some places that I remembered because I've done the questions many many times. Like Sandakan for Pembalakan and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought studying Sejarah was enough to kill me but Geografi seem to be worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, I won't give up! I'm off studying!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-8485785307944148539?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/8485785307944148539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=8485785307944148539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/8485785307944148539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/8485785307944148539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/08/studying.html' title='Studying..'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-1727510921862530539</id><published>2007-08-31T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T23:41:42.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying goodbye..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woke up pretty early at the beginning of the week but Ck Tan cancelled our extra-class in the early morning cause a lot of people were late and wasted so much time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104884190388804642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RtgxH9Oh3CI/AAAAAAAAA2c/lZUbj7Bhoz4/s400/DSCN2265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104884190388804658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RtgxH9Oh3DI/AAAAAAAAA2k/UqsfhWD1Tfs/s400/DSCN2266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;6.30 in the morning... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Alright.. It's funny. It's like the first time I wasn't feeling very sad about them leaving. Well, of course I'm sad but the feeling I'm going through just seem different compared to the other time.&lt;br /&gt;My 2nd aunt, together with my married cousin and her daughter and my 4th aunt joined us to send all of them to the airport. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Before heading to the airport, we went to Taman Sahabat to show them around. This is going to be like.. my second time writing a post about Taman Sahabat. LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104884194683771970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RtgxINOh3EI/AAAAAAAAA2s/JxyQ854vjY0/s400/DSCN2286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104884198978739282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RtgxIdOh3FI/AAAAAAAAA20/1ObOlzi43OE/s400/DSCN2287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104884203273706594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RtgxItOh3GI/AAAAAAAAA28/GnBGuhd3LbM/s400/DSCN2288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I really really love it there ; P &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104885530418601074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RtgyV9Oh3HI/AAAAAAAAA3E/XwI-bY_22tA/s400/DSCN2292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104885534713568386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RtgyWNOh3II/AAAAAAAAA3M/sSaESvjVP7g/s400/DSCN2293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104885534713568402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RtgyWNOh3JI/AAAAAAAAA3U/ThkXuBGkoXE/s400/DSCN2294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104885539008535714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RtgyWdOh3KI/AAAAAAAAA3c/cDLmuU5wn6A/s400/DSCN2295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love the lilies ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's called... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104885543303503026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RtgyWtOh3LI/AAAAAAAAA3k/ltYej_Vz-ZY/s400/DSCN2296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My cousin's daughter was so CUTE and ADORABLE! I was pratically playing with her the whole afternoon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104885981390167234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RtgywNOh3MI/AAAAAAAAA3s/89ngsKMA-m0/s400/DSCN2297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104887110966566162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rtgzx9Oh3RI/AAAAAAAAA4U/wB-r8ut6hFA/s400/DSCN2304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104885985685134546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RtgywdOh3NI/AAAAAAAAA30/RGu_d8Bn250/s400/DSCN2298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104885989980101858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RtgywtOh3OI/AAAAAAAAA38/ZU6b6oVr7yk/s400/DSCN2299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104885989980101874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RtgywtOh3PI/AAAAAAAAA4E/4NKAyU4Ub2w/s400/DSCN2300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104887115261533474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RtgzyNOh3SI/AAAAAAAAA4c/nB2QiAie6Mo/s400/DSCN2307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104885994275069186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rtgyw9Oh3QI/AAAAAAAAA4M/MBHKd_jD1pg/s400/DSCN2302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to the airport...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104887119556500786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RtgzydOh3TI/AAAAAAAAA4k/boS-z9iXJKc/s400/DSCN2324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104887123851468098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RtgzytOh3UI/AAAAAAAAA4s/34DXZk81_J0/s400/DSCN2328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104887128146435410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rtgzy9Oh3VI/AAAAAAAAA40/pyR2NztGmk0/s400/DSCN2336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She's like soooo shy, I tell you! ;p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But finallleeeeehh! ;) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104888128873815394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rtg0tNOh3WI/AAAAAAAAA48/2IcmdYEEBA4/s400/DSCN2337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104888133168782706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rtg0tdOh3XI/AAAAAAAAA5E/DVXRKtiEgsU/s400/DSCN2339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104888137463750018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rtg0ttOh3YI/AAAAAAAAA5M/qYd5OJv0dcY/s400/DSCN2342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She kept poking my camera! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104888137463750034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rtg0ttOh3ZI/AAAAAAAAA5U/qz6k4-rasOk/s400/DSCN2343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104888141758717346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rtg0t9Oh3aI/AAAAAAAAA5c/T4XAUM-G6BU/s400/DSCN2344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The lil' girl loves the escalator! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104888966392438194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rtg1d9Oh3bI/AAAAAAAAA5k/FhTFyPAVB7k/s400/DSCN2348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104888966392438210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rtg1d9Oh3cI/AAAAAAAAA5s/EmB2rcve4Yw/s400/DSCN2350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104888970687405538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/Rtg1eNOh3eI/AAAAAAAAA58/bK1oi4p6M-c/s400/DSCN2360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Spoilt hair =( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-1727510921862530539?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/1727510921862530539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=1727510921862530539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/1727510921862530539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/1727510921862530539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/08/saying-goodbye.html' title='Saying goodbye..'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RtgxH9Oh3CI/AAAAAAAAA2c/lZUbj7Bhoz4/s72-c/DSCN2265.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-6363808544658423091</id><published>2007-08-31T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T15:36:48.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After sleepless nights..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;When I woke up this morning, I told myself. It was the best sleep of my life. I've never felt so exhausted and I slept like a pig last night till this morning. Woke up at 9.45am, waken up by my mum. My 3rd aunt and his youngest son (17) reached my house yesterday from their house which is somewhere pretty far from Kuching. About 2 hours car ride. They came to join us with our relatives who came from KL(?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went for dinner last night. We wanted to go "Hock Lee" but realized that 2 of the 4 are vegetarians. Which means.. cannot go Li Garden lor.. I was pretty disappointed at first. But, I can't be so selfish right? So, we went to a restaurant called " Thank Food Vegetarian ". LoL. It's somewhere at Jalan Petanak. I didn't bring my camera cause I didn't dare to. I mean ... if it's only my family and I then it's okay la. But, their visitors la and they're hungry too. I can't afford to let them wait and drool while I try to take a nice photo of the food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm wanted to transfer photos from my camera to my lappie and blog about it. But, I can't find the cable and I can't find the card reader! I'm laying my eyes on Sony T100. But I know it's too expensive. But I want anti-blur camera. Siighs* Buying the camera I have is like one of my greatest regret. That's what happen when we don't have enough research on goods that we want. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told my mum about what I wanted to buy through Ebay, a Sony camera T10. My bro told me that you buy through eBay the cost also the same as I buy locally. That's what I told my mum lah. Then she was like, "yeah, yeah" and then out of random-ness, I asked her " Can I have it? " and she replied " Wait till Chinese New Year ok ? ". I was like.. unbelivable. She said maybe at that time got new model. I agreed cause it's like the BEST time to have a new camera. My sister wants the camera I'm having now... I'm okay with it la then she was like so DARN happy that she jump up and down and accidentally stepped on my toe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna buy the light pink version one &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104762982116744178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RtfC4tOh2_I/AAAAAAAAA2E/3Cz-yVQ0qzQ/s400/T10+-+pink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104762982116744194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RtfC4tOh3AI/AAAAAAAAA2M/drGUl7nDom8/s400/T10+-+silver.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104762986411711506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RtfC49Oh3BI/AAAAAAAAA2U/l736Ic3WtsM/s400/Tw0+-+black.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Eventhough, I loveeee BLACK.. I think I might go for a girly colour this time ;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;OR&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I might just fall for the classy look (Black). Sometimes, the colour on something you love most is just iressistable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My relatives are are leaving in a while. I'm not very friendly and socialize this time. I'm afraid it'll be too hard for me to say goodbye later. It has always been =( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm gonna try my best to find the camera's cable later. There's going to be lotsa photos. Their farewell photos and "special" dinner at home tonight. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh yeah, before I forget. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Merdeka &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-6363808544658423091?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/6363808544658423091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=6363808544658423091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/6363808544658423091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/6363808544658423091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/08/after-sleepless-nights.html' title='After sleepless nights..'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1orBSIClpc/RtfC4tOh2_I/AAAAAAAAA2E/3Cz-yVQ0qzQ/s72-c/T10+-+pink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-315084685178183409</id><published>2007-08-28T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T16:47:24.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything WAS alright</title><content type='html'>sien lerh. Everything seem to be okay since the this morning until it was the time go home! The feeling of hatred towards her seem to struck me every minute, every second since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Ck Diana Leong told me I did pretty badly for her last ERT paper. She was like " Your marks very unstable, sometimes very good sometimes go down. It's hard to predict in PMR ". I was like so darn paiseh. Then she told me I better do good in the other 4 upcoming ERT &lt;em&gt;Kertas Ramalan. &lt;/em&gt;T_____T!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandma's brother's sons and daughters would be coming to Kuching tomoro from .. ermm.. I dunno where also lah... I think they're from Negeri Sembilan to visit my grandma. Mum said they'll have a re-union dinner somewhere and I really wished I could go! But I just hate it when I get to close to some of my relatives and when it's time to go, it's hard! It's like you get so emotional and cry because who knows... it might be the last time you get to see them since they're like... far far far away. That happens to me countless times. I wanna go for the dinner with them but then I got tuition tomorrow night. When I told my mum that she kept quiet. LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was like "Tomorrow night we got dinner with them". Then I was like " Cannot, I got tuition bor". Then she just kept silent. Try to persuade her XD or who knows.. I don't even need to persuade her she'll be telling me to join them already ^____^!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to forget about my hatred towards her! It's really tiring hating someone, do you know that? So, Why must I make myself so tired all these while?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-315084685178183409?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/315084685178183409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=315084685178183409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/315084685178183409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/315084685178183409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/08/everything-was-alright.html' title='Everything WAS alright'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-5375257177929605323</id><published>2007-08-26T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T21:32:16.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone help me !</title><content type='html'>Aiyor. I got no idea what got into me today. Feeling so moodless the whole day excluding the part where I get to watch "Garo". Sien. Two more weeks to mock exam liao. I hate blogging about how drepessed I am. It's just feels weird to have more people feeling as hopeless and moodless as I am now. I just checked my holiday-work and it's all so-so. Holiday is ending when the clock strike twelve tonight. Actually, this week wasn't like a holiday to me at all. It's filled with extra-classes and books! Sien. At this moment, I felt as if life with public exams suck la. It's always filled with sleepless nights and your mind just couldn't rest in peace. I can't even sleep properly, always having nightmares about my results. -___-'' Aiyor. Can't stand liao. I need someone to console me. I need encouraging words! I need my mummy! -___-''  It's like everytime I'm going through hard times, all I need to do is just talk to her and I'll always feel much much better. I'm like.. always telling myself that one month and two weeks more to FREEDDOMMM. The word "FREEDOM" seem so far away and one month and a half seem so long! PMR sickness! This holiday seem so short! I need more timee! For now, I'm going through killing moments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-5375257177929605323?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/5375257177929605323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=5375257177929605323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/5375257177929605323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/5375257177929605323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/08/someone-help-me.html' title='Someone help me !'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270932785726942443.post-7607658348082241342</id><published>2007-08-25T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T20:18:48.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignorant brat</title><content type='html'>I feel so bloody bad for totally ignoring this blog. Gahh. I promised myself when I started this blog that I'll try my very best to keep my blog updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut the crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to INTI college today to support my sister for the IntiStar Idol. She wasn't selected for the quater-finals. So heartbreaking. She was too nervous I guess. But she did very well. It's her first try anyway. I belive she could make it the next time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't take any photos. I wanted to bring my camera along but the battery was flat. FLAT when I really need it. Sien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I'm just too lazy to blog. I'd rather watch tv then blogging. I hate it this way. I'm sick of crapping about PMR getting nearer and nearer each day. So.. I shall not! I hate being addicted! Gahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lotsa MOVIES to catch up with right after PMR. Going to borrow and buy TONNES of TVB dramas, Korean dramas, Jap dramas, whatever movies! Watch watch watch 24 hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laptop getting old. I'm afraid it died on me. All my stories, my files all GONE! T____T Can die. I wanna watch PERFECT STRANGERS! GRR*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright! I'll find something to blog about the next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/270932785726942443-7607658348082241342?l=shirleey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/feeds/7607658348082241342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=270932785726942443&amp;postID=7607658348082241342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/7607658348082241342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/270932785726942443/posts/default/7607658348082241342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleey.blogspot.com/2007/08/ignorant-brat.html' title='Ignorant brat'/><author><name>shirleeyw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664998578405778640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
